In the CEO's office of Qingcheng International.
Su Ruoxue's cellphone, placed on the desk, was in the midst of a thirty-minute countdown.
Ye Tian faced Su Ruoxue's delicate and smooth feet, completely unable to control the emotions within his heart!
His Furious Dragon within the confines of his pants was growing larger and larger; he really wanted to reach out with both hands and play with those two jade feet to his heart's content.
Su Ruoxue saw that Ye Tian remained silent.
Her two jade feet slid down Ye Tian's chest and proceeded downward.
Through the fabric of his trousers, they gently stepped upon Ye Tian's Furious Dragon.
"Ye Tian, I only asked that you mustn't move for half an hour,"
"I didn't say you couldn't talk."
"Do you really enjoy me using my feet this much?"
Su Ruoxue's feet slowly massaged Ye Tian's increasingly hard Furious Dragon.
Seeing that Ye Tian still did not speak.
