Perfect Life: System in the End of the World

Chapter 210 Tang Ya Kneeled Down to Say Hello
Life is full of surprises and temptations.

Just like this moment.

Living room, on the sofa.

Song Cheng was very relaxed and enjoying Secretary Zhao's refreshing service. While stroking the woman's hair with one hand, he held his mobile phone with the other hand and watched the connected video.

In the lens.

Senior student Wan Jiao came into view. The sexy, tight, thin and transparent black lace hip-hugging nightgown she was wearing was eye-catching.

have to say.

Under the effect of advanced gene optimization, a woman's already goddess-level appearance becomes even more flawless, whether it is her curvy figure or her delicate facial features with fair and moist skin. Upon closer inspection, no flaws can be found, and there is no need for beauty enhancement on a mobile phone.

It is already perfect, but the beautification effect is not very good. Turning it on too much will have the opposite effect.

The natural and true beauty is the most beautiful.

"Senior."

Admiring the woman's delicate face and plump breasts, Song Cheng smiled slightly and felt much better.

Beautiful things always make people feel better.

"Junior...husband..."

In the camera, Wan Jiao did not hide her emotions, her eyes were charming and she smiled sweetly, "It's so late, your husband is thinking about this woman who is a goddess to the outside world but is very passionate about you."

Okay, okay, start getting serious as soon as you open your mouth.

Song Cheng's body and mind were boiling again, and he couldn't help but say, "My good senior sister, I really want to eat you right now."

Wan Jiao bit her lip lightly, and said with emotion: "It's a pity that my good junior husband can't eat this hot woman."

talking.

He stood up, took his phone to the mirror, turned the camera to take a picture of himself in the mirror, and showed his entire body in the camera.

"husband…"

"Is Jiaojiao pretty?"

"I bought this outfit while shopping this afternoon."

"Really? The size of the dress is a little small. It's so tight and doesn't fit me at all."

In the lens.

The woman in the mirror was wearing a silk dress that looked like stockings. Her long and beautiful legs under the tight lace hip skirt were wrapped in thin, transparent and shiny black stockings. Her silk legs were put together, and her silk feet were stepping on black and red high heels, which was very sexy.

"I think it fits well."

Song Cheng's breath quickened, his tone sank slightly, and he said with satisfaction: "Not bad, very beautiful, very beautiful."

Wan Jiao smiled, her jade hands slowly wandered over her delicate body, and she said coquettishly, "Hateful, it doesn't fit at all."

"My dear husband, please look at me, Jiaojiao. This pajamas really doesn't fit me. It's so tight that it can hardly cover my breasts and buttocks."

Not so much.

Song Cheng burst out laughing.

The material of the hip skirt is good, so it does cover the body, but it is indeed too tight for women. The breasts and hips are wrapped and look full, tall and straight.

With this enchanting figure, she is definitely better than 99% of women.

Song Cheng doesn't know much about women's body shape, he just knows the well-known 36D.

Wan Jiao's figure is obviously more than that.

To give a vivid example, it can be called a big papaya.

"Senior, I like it."

He's very straightforward.

"My husband is bad."

Wan Jiao acted coquettishly and said emotionally: "As long as my bad husband likes it, Jiao Jiao can do anything."

Song Cheng took a deep breath and said, "Good senior sister, let me take a good look at you."

In fact.

His original intention was to call and ask the senior about Jiang Caizhi's information, but now it was obvious that his mind had been diverted by the good senior.

"Well, the bad husband wants to see it, Jiaojiao will let the husband see it well."

Wan Jiao was so moved that the cell phone in her hand did not block her face, so the redness on her face and her charming eyes were clearly visible.

And as the words fell.

The woman began to act very coquettishly, showing off her charming figure.

Or she would slowly squat down with her beautiful legs in shiny black stockings and slings together, then kneel down with her knees bent, then turn sideways, forward, or with her back to the body, and squat or kneel over and over again.

During this time, she kept filming with her cell phone in her hand, posing in front of the mirror, no worse than those teachers.

For a while.

Song Cheng felt so hot in his heart that he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch Secretary Zhao, feeling a little thirsty.

"Bad husband, is Jiaojiao pretty..."

In the camera, Wan Jiao's pair of beautiful legs in shiny black stockings and suspenders were slightly apart, her silk feet were standing straight in sexy high heels, and her upper body was slightly bent down, highlighting her slender and soft waist and plump buttocks even more perfectly.

"it is good…"

Song Cheng was so angry that it was difficult for him to respond.

He now wished he could go to his good senior sister right away and eat this hot goddess senior sister whole.

Unfortunately, the two were too far apart and obviously couldn't get through.

"There's more."

Wan Jiao placed her phone in place, then knelt on the floor with her legs apart, her free hands also completely supported on the floor, her whole body in a very seductive posture as she knelt and lay prone, looking up at the camera, biting her lips and said, "Good junior, bad husband, good brother... Jiaojiao feels so bad..."

hiss…

My good senior sister is going to hook herself to death.

Song Cheng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Good senior sister, I want you to come back to see me tomorrow."

Wan Jiao's eyes were as charming as silk, and her red lips curled up into a happy smile and said, "No, good brother, Jiaojiao's aunt hasn't left yet, and there are things to do tomorrow."

"If you can't stand your bad husband, go find Sister Yun and Yizhen."

"Qianqian and Xinqing are also good."

Even at this time, he did not forget to bring other women along.

Song Cheng felt amused and helpless.

At this moment, in the camera of the mobile phone and in the mirror, Shi Wan'er and Dong Wenyan, who had also finished washing and had rosy complexions, appeared together.

In sight.

Shi Wan'er was dressed very beautifully, with her amazingly voluminous hair tied into a bun, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck.

The woman had a white lace hollow necklace around her neck and was wearing a halter-neck, backless, deep-V, slim, tight and light dress. Her beautiful legs were wrapped in thin, translucent, pearly gray stockings that were tight on her thighs, and her silk feet were also wearing sexy lace-up high heels.

Equally gorgeous, especially the lace hollow necklace around the neck, and the earrings, necklaces, bracelets and other jewelry on the body, all of which reflect the woman's exquisiteness.

The only flaw is that she is a little inferior to the good senior sister who has been strengthened in all aspects. Of course, the woman herself is not bad-looking, and she is also a campus goddess. Her appearance and figure are very good, and she is still very pleasing to the eye.

On the side, Dong Wenyan, as a model, was wearing an equally sexy little suspender and a side-slit chiffon hip skirt. Her long and slender legs were wrapped in thin and transparent shiny flesh-colored stockings, and her slender and powerful waist was also wrapped in a shiny waist stocking, and her belly button was decorated with a belly button piercing.

The most attractive thing is the woman's naturally charming and seductive eyes.

If peach blossom eyes mean affectionate look at a dog, then foxy eyes mean flirting even at a dog, which is very alluring.

Three such beautiful women.

Song Cheng was dazzled and delighted by what he saw.

Meanwhile, the hotel suite.

"Oh, Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Wan'er crossed her legs in shiny gray silk and walked over with her silk feet in high heels. Seeing the woman kneeling on the floor with a fever and the cell phone in front of her, she smiled and said, "You are so impatient. If people knew that you, the cool goddess of the campus, were so disgusting in private, it would definitely be exciting."

"Are you filming a video?"

As she spoke, she leaned down to look at the mobile phone placed beside her, and saw the man she had been thinking about day and night in the phone.

"Yeah, husband~"

Shi Wan'er's voice instantly became more coquettish, her silk legs softened and she knelt down, her eyes quickly blurred, and she said with rapid breathing: "Jiaojiao is so bad, you didn't call me when you video chat with your husband."

aside.

Dong Wenyan also knelt down immediately, leaning against the two women intimately, squeezing into the camera, and said with seductive eyes: "Mr. Song, good evening..."

In the cell phone camera.

Song Cheng sat upright and nodded slightly, smiling, and said in a deep voice: "Not bad, it's so well-dressed, it seems that you want to be dishonest together tonight."

Shi Wan'er gently held her fingers in her red lips and said in a seductive manner, "Hubby~ I bought a lot of new clothes with Jiaojiao Yanyan today. Do you want to wear them for me to see?"

Wan Jiao bit her lips lightly and smiled without saying anything.

Dong Wenyan's breathing became rapid. She pursed her lips and straightened her waist, showing off her figure calmly. Her seductive eyes were even more charming.

"Okay, then I'll have to take a closer look."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "After all, a beautiful woman's feelings should not be let down."

The words fell.

Shi Wan'er's eyes lit up and she laughed, "Hubby, Jiaojiao and Yanyan will definitely let you enjoy the show."

Dong Wenyan was also overwhelmed with emotion and said in a trembling voice: "Please Mr. Song... take good care of us..."

Song Cheng nodded.

Afterwards, the three women started to move in front of their phones, all of them showing off their sexiness, allure and beauty in a very charming way. It was so beautiful that one couldn't get enough of it.

here.

When the three women were chatting flirtatiously with Song Cheng through the phone.

In the bathroom.

After washing carefully, Tang Ya felt lazy and comfortable. She wiped her body clean, and then went to the mirror to look at her naked self in the mirror, and her thoughts drifted away.

She is just over thirty this year and is no longer a young girl.

However, in this era, with the help of various skin care products and beauty treatments, women in their thirties can still retain their youth for a few more years.

They all start to lose their luster after the age of forty.

Therefore, she is now in the most beautiful time of a woman's life, but it is not the beauty of a young girl, but the beauty of a mature woman.

A mature woman is beautiful only when she becomes a wife. In short, she is quite confident about her current appearance, the only shortcoming is her figure.

Look at the three women outside, each of them has long legs, big breasts and thin waists, which is really depressing.

Her legs and waist-to-hip ratio are naturally not bad, but her breasts are a little small. Compared with the three women outside, especially compared with Wan Jiao, she is definitely a dwarf compared to a giant. There is no comparison.

"Hmph, three burnt bastards."

Tang Ya couldn't help but mutter to herself and let out a light breath.

If you can't compare, then don't compare. Anyway, she has no intention of sacrificing herself. But she has to say that Mr. Song is really attractive.

"Really? It's fine if he's rich, but why does he have to be so handsome..."

"It tastes so good, no wonder it's so hot..."

Tang Ya couldn't help but feel a little sad again, and felt inexplicably itchy.

"You really don't want to give it a try..."

She asked herself, and Song Cheng's figure appeared in her mind, and the feeling of excitement swept over her again.

"It would be a shame not to try such a perfect man..."

Under the heartbeat.

She struggled violently, but finally shook her head slightly to calm down.

just forget it.

talk later.

Run the company well first.

But then again, now that the company has President Song, it seems that there is no need to worry about its future development. After all, the new boss is so powerful.

However, listening to what Jiaojiao said and Mr. Song’s attitude, it was obvious that his company was not valued by Mr. Song, otherwise why would he let Jiaojiao come instead of coming here himself.

This is not okay.

If you don’t focus on the key points, what will happen to the company’s future development and what will happen if it runs out of money?

I can't kneel down and serve the company, begging that man to value me more...

It’s not impossible…

Tang Ya paused for a moment, then came to her senses and pinched her thigh, trying to wake up.

Don’t think about it. If I do, my thoughts will inevitably slip.

Exhaling, she looked in the mirror again at her rosy and attractive self after washing, then put on her bathrobe contentedly and left the bathroom.

"I didn't bring any clothes when I came here, what should I do..."

As a beauty, she is very clean. After taking a shower, she naturally wears clean clothes.

"Ask Jiaojiao."

"I bought so many beautiful clothes, it's impossible for me to not keep any decent ones."

After thinking for a while, she came to the living room and immediately saw three sexy women who were competing in front of the mirror, their seductive bodies entangled with their beautiful legs in stockings, and posing in various ways.

What is this for? So attentive and so enthusiastic.

Tang Ya walked over and asked curiously: "Jiao Jiao, what are you doing..."

talking.

She noticed a cell phone nearby that seemed to be posing for a photo.

"I'm video chatting with my good husband."

Wan Jiao's face flushed. She patted the two women beside her who were in heat, stood up, took out her phone and said, "Go to the sofa."

Shi Wan'er and Dong Wenyan came to their senses. They were both beautiful and charming. They helped each other stand up with seductive eyes.

Back on the couch.

Wan Jiao put her phone away again, sat on the sofa and said with a smile: "Senior, don't you want to come over and say hello?"

Shi Wan'er and Dong Wenyan couldn't wait to start posing again.

See this.

Tang Ya bit her teeth lightly, knowing that she couldn't not say hello, after all, the person in front of her was the new boss of her company.

Glancing at the three women, she took a deep breath and said, "It should be."

Wan Jiao smiled, raised her hand again and patted the two women beside her who were vying to be in the camera, their charm overflowing, and said angrily: "Stop making trouble, sit down, let the senior sister say hello first."

Shi Wan'er was reluctant to leave, and said delicately as she left the camera: "Senior, then hurry up."

Dong Wenyan's body became weak and she left the camera, leaning on her good sister.

At this moment, three women are sitting on the sofa, with three pairs of beautiful legs in stockings overlapped together, and sexy silk high heels.

The cell phone is placed on the coffee table.

"Senior, please."

Wan Jiao smiled meaningfully.

Tang Ya glanced at the little space left between the coffee table and the sofa, and her body and mind suddenly felt strangely moved.

The coffee table is not high and the sofa is occupied by three women.

In this case…

She immediately reached for her phone.

"Senior."

Wan Jiao smiled charmingly and said, "No, my husband must always watch over us."

So, the phone cannot be moved.

Tang Ya understood.

When this woman said something like "hello", it was obvious that she wanted her to kneel down and say hello in front of the phone.

Bah, how despicable.

She couldn't help but glare at the three women, all of whom had charming postures, playful, obsessed, and passionate expressions.

"Senior, please hurry up."

Shi Wan'er couldn't help but urged in a very pretentious voice: "I still want to continue showing my husband the new clothes we bought."

"Hurry up and say hello. Don't keep your husband waiting for too long."

Why are you looking at new clothes? You're obviously having a fever.

Tang Yayu clenched her hands, gritted her teeth, and made up her mind. She simply walked forward, softened her legs, and slowly knelt down on the carpet in the narrow space between the coffee table and the sofa. She looked up at the mobile phone in front of her.

In the camera, the handsome Mr. Song was sitting on the sofa absent-mindedly, looking like he was enjoying himself.

"Mr. Song, good evening."

Tang Ya's breathing became inexplicably faster and she greeted him with a smile.

"Well, good evening, Mr. Tang."

Song Cheng's voice rang out, and he looked over through the phone screen with a calm tone.

On this occasion.

Wan Jiao leaned over and hugged the kneeling female CEO. Her face appeared in the camera with a sweet smile. She whispered into the female CEO's ear: "Senior sister, there is a way to sit, and there is a way to kneel."

"Be good, and use some strength to push up your chest."

"Look at your breasts. They are so small. If you don't push them up, they will be as small as if they were nothing."

"It's not polite to your husband."

Pooh!
Even if it's a little small, it's still a D after all. How come it's gone?

Tang Ya spat in her heart, but under the guidance of the woman's jade fingers, she had to tense up her body, straighten her chest and raise her head.

"It's still not obvious enough."

Wan Jiao said seductively in a charming voice, "Looks like I have to show off a little bit."

What do you mean?
Tang Ya suddenly became tense physically and mentally.

Before she could react, the collar of her bathrobe was torn open by the delicate hands of the woman behind her, revealing a bit of her plump and white breasts, making their size even more obvious.

Tang Ya was anxious and wanted to raise her hand to pull up the collar of her bathrobe.

"Either you just obey me."

Wan Jiao said calmly: "Or, the three of us will completely tear off your bathrobe."

Shi Wan'er came over and said with a laugh, "I agree."

Dong Wenyan also came over and bit her lip and said, "Boss Tang, it would be better if you were more obedient."

OK OK.

Just wait for me!

Tang Ya gritted her teeth secretly and could only obey. She looked at the camera of her phone and smiled, "It's so late, Mr. Song, aren't you going to rest yet?"

Song Cheng smiled and said, "It's the same for Mr. Tang. Okay, I've said hello, Mr. Tang, just go do your own thing."

Tang Ya breathed a sigh of relief and said with her chest puffed out, "Then I won't bother Mr. Song anymore."

Song Cheng nodded.

"It's not enough to just say hello like this."

Wan Jiao refused and continued to seduce her, "Senior sister, if you don't do something, you are not allowed to leave."

doing what?
Tang Ya lowered her voice and said unhappily, "If you want to abuse me any more, just tell me directly."

See this.

Wan Jiao chuckled, looked at the man in the camera with seductive eyes, and whispered in his ear: "Just make a heart..."

Of course it’s not just a simple heart shape.

After listening to the unknown words behind.

Tang Ya blushed, looked at the man in the lens, and her body and mind became even more shaken and weak.

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang.

She came back to her senses and picked up her cell phone from the coffee table next to her and took a look at it.

Wang Chenchen?
What is this woman doing on the phone so late at night?
She answered the call casually, and before she could ask, she heard a woman's voice: "Sister Yaya, where are you? I want to see you..."

(End of this chapter)