Youmei knew that Yang Feng didn't like her, but for some reason, Youmei always wanted to get close to Yang Feng, wanted to see his smile, and wanted to talk to him. After a series of things happened, Youmei felt that Yang Feng was a different man.
, very manly.
Before coming to Yang Feng, Youmei bought a pack of Chinese cigarettes for security guard Jincheng and asked him what Yang Feng liked best. Jincheng deliberately acted coquettishly and said that Yang Feng liked perfume the most, especially osmanthus perfume. The stronger the smell, the better.
, In fact, Jincheng knows that what Yang Feng hates most is the smell of perfume. He is a little allergic to perfume. In short, he doesn't like the artificial fragrance. He prefers the natural fragrance.
Youmei took it seriously and thanked Jincheng profusely. Then she found an expensive perfume shop and bought a bottle of strong-smelling osmanthus perfume.
But she never expected that Yang Feng actually hated this kind of smell. Yamei knew that she had been tricked by that boy from Jincheng, and she suddenly became furious.
"Well, Brother Feng, I really didn't know you hated osmanthus perfume. I thought you liked it very much, so I sprinkled a lot of osmanthus perfume on purpose. Well, how about I go take a bath and wash away the perfume smell?
Are you coming back again?" As Yaomei turned around to go out, Yang Feng said hurriedly: "No need, tell me what you want to see me for."
With a charming smile on her face, she walked towards Yang Feng's desk: "Haha, Brother Feng, it's actually nothing, that's all, I just want to talk to you."
Zi Bing on the side frowned secretly. To be honest, she didn't like this woman named Meimei. This woman had a seductive look on her face, and she looked like a woman from Fengyue. So Zi Bing turned her head to the side and stopped looking at Meimei.
Meimei's attention was always on Yang Feng, and she didn't take Zi Bing who was standing aside seriously at all.
"So what, Brother Feng, look at my new hairstyle, doesn't it look good? Jincheng said that Brother Feng likes red hair, so I dyed my hair red. He also said that you like something more mature, so
I permed my hair into curls again, which will make me look more mature. Brother Feng, do you think it looks good?" Youmei said as she posed and looked at Yang Feng expectantly.
Yang Feng only glanced at it and then frowned and muttered: "It's a good-looking ball, like an American turkey. That boy from Jincheng is just playing tricks on you. I hate red hair the most."
Enchanting rolled her eyes angrily: "Jincheng boy, I'll take care of him when I get back." Then she showed a flattering smile and stepped forward to approach Yang Feng: "Brother Feng, since you don't like it, I'll change my hair in a moment.
Changed, by the way, what kind of hairstyle do you like?"
Yang Feng leaned back, distanced himself from Youmei and said, "Are you okay if you have something to do? Just go out if you have nothing to do. I'm still busy. It's work time now."
Youmei knew that Yang Feng was a little impatient, but she refused to leave. She walked around the desk and walked to Yang Feng's office chair. She put her arms around Yang Feng's shoulders and said with a charming smile: "Brother Feng, don't be like this.
I just want to talk to you..."
Yang Feng stood up, shook off her hand, turned around, walked to the sofa opposite the desk, sat down and said, "Well, what do I have to say to you? Go out and don't come to me if you have nothing to do."
Youmei didn't mind at all, she also walked to the sofa and sat down next to Yang Feng and said: "Brother Feng, do you hate me?"
Yang Feng really couldn't stand the strong smell of osmanthus perfume on Meimei. He sniffed and said, "If you want to talk, you can, but you have to stay away from me, or I will leave now..."
"As Yang Feng stood up, Yamei hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I won't sit next to you, I'll sit over there."
Youmei stood up and walked to the desk, pulled up the office chair and sat down, keeping distance from Yang Feng. She was afraid that Yang Feng would really get impatient and leave.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me, I don't have much time." Yang Feng looked at his watch and said.
She smiled seductively and said: "Brother Feng, actually I have nothing to do, I just want to talk to you, please don't bother me, okay?"
"What are you going to say to me?" Yang Feng took out a cigarette, lit it, squinted his eyes and cast a seductive look. Could it be that this woman wants to pester him?
Youmei took out two lollipops from her pocket, tore one open in her mouth, and handed the other to Yang Feng. Yang Feng hurriedly waved his hand, and Youmei put the lollipop into his pocket again.
She looked at Yang Feng while holding the lollipop: "Brother Feng, I know you think I'm dirty and hate me, right? But in fact... I'm actually very clean. I...
....”
"Okay, okay..." Yang Feng waved his hand, interrupted her and muttered: "Who would believe it when someone who has been a young lady for many years tells others that she is very clean?"
"I'm really clean..." Youmei stood up excitedly and defended: "Although I have been a lady for many years, I have always taken measures to maintain and wash the things below regularly.
It's really clean. If you don't believe me, I'll show you..."
Saying that, Youmei lifted up her skirt with one hand, Yang Feng was startled, and Zi Bing next to her was stunned.
"Stop, stop, I'm not interested in watching. Whether you are clean or not has nothing to do with me." Yang Feng said hurriedly.
Youmei smiled: "Hey, brother Feng, why are you nervous? I just want to show you if my place is dirty. I don't want to rape you. Look at how nervous you are." She said and glanced at the person standing there.
Zi Bing, who was motionless there, said: "Haha, I understand. There are other people around, and Brother Feng is embarrassed to look at it. That's fine. When there are only two of us one day, I will show it to you and let you take a closer look.
..."
Yang Feng was so damn speechless. Why did this Youmei speak so plainly? In fact, it can’t be blamed on Youmei. After all, her identity was there. After all, she was a young lady. It was inevitable that she would speak a little more straightforwardly. For her,
He was used to it, but Yang Feng was not used to it, and Zi Bing's voice sounded even harsher.
Youmei put down her skirt, sat down again, and said while holding the lollipop in her hand: "Brother Feng, actually I just want to tell you that I, Youmei, am really not dirty. I used to be a very pure girl, very pure."
Very pure. At that time, I didn’t even know what the sky was like in a big city, let alone what a young lady does... Hehe..."
Yang Feng glanced at her and said, "Just keep talking, can you please stop teasing Lollipop? I look awkward."
"Uh..." Youmei hurriedly took down the lollipop and said sheepishly: "When we first entered the industry as ladies, the madam asked us to instigate the lollipop to practice oral sex and oral sex, so we got used to it, and now it's fine.