Yin Qianyue was extremely nervous, but her choice was to follow Su Fan's orders completely!
In her relationship with Su Fan, she was his slave for life.
Su Fan's orders were imperial edicts to her!
Under such circumstances, Yin Qianyue began unbuttoning her white blouse with great nervousness.
Before long, the lace bra beneath her white shirt became exposed to Su Fan's eyes.
Yin Qianyue certainly did not stop there, allowing a pair of small melons with a perfectly exquisite shape to appear before Su Fan.
She was even more generous with the camera, bringing it closer to give Su Fan a clearer view.
In such a situation, Su Fan could even see the texture of Yin Qianyue's skin and the fine down!
Su Fan's breathing grew heavier involuntarily.
But he quickly issued another command to Yin Qianyue.
"Go out, take a walk down the hallway."
This command of Su Fan's took Yin Qianyue by surprise.
Sometimes there was no one in the hallway, sometimes there were people.
At such times, if someone were to come by, the people in the company would probably immediately know what kind of woman she was.
"Yes, Master." But Su Fan's commands were something Yin Qianyue could not refuse.
She soon plucked up her courage and walked directly out of the office.
If a colleague happened to pass by now, they would undoubtedly get an eyeful, as if they had thoroughly seen seven or eight out of ten without spending a dowry.
When Yin Qianyue was in the hallway, she felt a continuous breeze blowing, which sent chills to her tender peaks.
"Go back," Su Fan soon spoke again.
Such a perfect object, he did not want to share with anyone else, not even for others to see.
Yin Qianyue's melons were not the largest but their shape was definitely the most perfect.
The last time he was with Yin Qianyue, he had been enamored, and even now, he still longed for that sensation.
Hearing Su Fan's words, Yin Qianyue of course felt relieved as if granted amnesty.
She almost fled back into the office with haste.
Upon returning to the office, Yin Qianyue let out a long sigh of relief.
But Su Fan evidently did not plan to let her rest.
"Press your tender peaks against the wall, squeeze them."
Yin Qianyue hesitated for a moment but complied.
The coldness of the wall made Yin Qianyue involuntarily gasp for air.
Although she had been exposed to quite a bit of cool air just now, the contact with the wall was still too cold.
And Su Fan wasn't just asking her to simply contact the wall, but to squeeze against it.
Yin Qianyue, of course, did not refuse and went up against the wall, beginning to squeeze.
From the phone screen, Su Fan could see the entire process of the buns gradually flattening into pancakes.
This graceful scene made him wish he could appear beside Yin Qianyue right then and lavish tons and tons of terror on this little slut.
When Yin Qianyue felt unbearably cold, Su Fan continued, "Now crawl on the floor."
This time Yin Qianyue frowned and said, "But the floor is very dirty."
Su Fan did not say much, simply stating, "This is an order!"
The word "order" seemed to have some magical power for Yin Qianyue.
After Su Fan said this, she hesitated no longer and plastered herself to the dusty ground.
Although the floor of her office was cleaned more than once every day.
But dust is everywhere, and no matter how much you clean, you can never completely eradicate it.
The fair tender peaks now bore a bit of dust indeed.