On Saturday, December 24, Ai Fei drove the car with Kato Maiichi, Arimiya Iko and Fuji Takeuchi wandering around the streets of Tokyo: "How many people are there?"

Yumiya Iko looked at the list in her hands: "There are also Sakai Nanma, Nishio Yuhiro, and..."

"And you, Kato, Fujikun, there are 5 people in total. Ai Fei said for her: "Well, it's not easy to walk on the street with so much cash! I always doubt that there will be no bad guys coming out and rob our year-end bonus."

Several people in the car laughed differently: "Mr. President, I never understand why you should send the money to everyone in person?"

"This shows how much I attach to the employees of the company? Didn't you pay attention to it? Tanaka's neighbor's eyes when he saw a Mercedes-Benz parked at the door of his house? He was surprised and envious! I really want to know what kind of expression would be if these people knew that our year-end bonus would be 100,000 yen!"

"Is this true..." Fuji Takeuchi, who was sitting behind, made a surprised face, and several people laughed at the same time.

"But no matter what, the President's doing this will definitely be inspiring. I believe that if one day, when the schoolchildren's club needs it... I'm sorry, I was wrong. When the schoolchildren's club is in need, the employees will do their best to do their best for the president."

"It's 100,000 yen! If I had known that being a secretary could make so much money, I might have arrived... Well, it might be difficult for other companies to get such a lot of year-end bonuses, right?" Yumiya Iko kept muttering, but didn't notice that the eyes of several men fell on her face. When she found out, her face immediately turned red: "What are you doing... looking at me?"

Kato sighed: "I know now that Mr. Lonnie's performance is not aimless! Ms. Arimiya is really beautiful!"

"Where is it!" Yugong Jingzi blushed even more beautifully.

After paying the last few years-end bonuses, Ai Fei drove on the way back during the farewell of Kato Qianchi and his family: "It seems that there is only one of Yumiya's shares that I haven't received?"

"Hi! But don't worry."

"How can that work?" Ai Fei chuckled and took out a thick envelope from the tool box in front of the car: "Here, this is yours."

"So here?" Yugong smiled like a child: "I'm still wondering why there is no envelope with my name written on it! Then, I'll get it!"

"Last time..." Ai Fei's speech became hesitant: "Maybe, if possible, would you like to spend the New Year with me? Of course, your children?"

"Eh?" Yugong Jingzi didn't expect that he suddenly came up with such an idea, and he agreed, but felt that it was inappropriate. After all, a widow took her children to her boss's house to celebrate the New Year. Even if others don't say anything, wouldn't his parents say anything? If she rejected him, she felt unbearable. For a long time, she had been used to sitting in the same office with Ai Fei every day. Even if she didn't talk, it would be good to just watch him create there. According to his opinion, this time the break will last for 7 days!

Ai Fei misunderstood and thought that the other party was unwilling to celebrate the New Year with him. He shook his head silently: "If there is a lot of trouble, forget it."

"No, no, no..." Yumiya Jingko was stunned. She didn't expect that she would deny it so quickly: "If you say this, do you agree?"

"I...please let me think about it, is that OK?"

"It's nothing. If you don't want to... just pretend I haven't said it." As he said that, Ai Fei started the car again.

"Xiao Xunjun... Mom has something to discuss with you?"

“What is it?”

"Well, this year's Chinese New Year..."

"What?"

"Can you go to a friend of my mother's house? He asked me to invite me, hoping to celebrate the New Year with my mother and Xiao Xunjun. Can you agree?"

Yugong Xun put down the pen in his hand and stared at his mother with his eyes fixed on his phoenix. As a boy, he was simply too beautiful. He completely inherited the goose-shaped face from his mother, his slender phoenix eyes, his straight nose, rosy lips, and a round chin. If he didn't know, he would think he was a girl! "Is it a New Year to go to someone else's house to celebrate the New Year? Is it a New Year?"

Yumiya Jingzi smiled: "No, that is, spending New Year's Eve together, oh, of course, New Year's greetings are also needed. Can you agree?"

"No!" He is really a child. He doesn't have to worry about etiquette when speaking, and he refuses directly.

"Hey? Do you really want to refuse? Is Xiao Xunjun willing to celebrate the New Year with her mother like this?"

"No!" Yumiya Hsumi once again loudly rejected his mother's proposal: "Why don't you celebrate the New Year with me? And you have to go to someone else's house? Don't your mother know that others are just others, and only you are yourself!"

Yumiya Jingzi sighed: "I understand... If that's the case, then will my mother refuse others?"

Yumiya-Sun looked up for the second time and looked at her mother: "Is she a man?"

“Eh?”

"It must be a man!" Yumiya Hsumi sneered: "Isn't it? Mom is a famous beauty from far and wide!"

"Why... say such things to my mother?" Yugong Jingzi blushed: "It's not what Xiao Xunjun said!"

It was evening, after dinner between the mother and the son, Yumiya Suzuki returned to her bedroom early, so you were so quick that she made even snoring. Yumiya Jingzi took a shower as usual - this was her habit. She had to take a shower every day, and even when the war was in full swing, it never stopped - she returned to her bedroom.

My son's words suddenly made her feel that Ai Feijun invited her to spend the New Year together might not be as simple as it appears? Or was his son right? He looked at himself with the eyes of a man? Is this true? Yugong Jingzi asked himself this. He pulled up the curtains on the windows on the street and twisted the lighting. Yugong Jingzi took off his clothes and stood naked in front of the mirror in the bedroom, looking at himself seriously.

Although she is in her 30s, her breasts are plump and straight, her areola is red, her waist is soft, her legs are still so straight, and the thick black between her legs seems to prove that her master's youth is still. "Ah!" She moaned long! Yumiya Hsumi's words actually made her think of the years she had been with her husband for a long time.

How young was I at that time? Shunichi Yumiya was full of pride and pride for being able to marry such a beautiful wife. Of course, he was also extremely enthusiastic when he was in bed. Every night, he had to use his "long sword" to warm his own woman. Every time he had sex, the two of them felt inexplicably happy.

Thinking of this, Yugong Jingzi's hand unconsciously stretched out between her legs. In the dense black area, the already dry thighs actually became warm again! The depth of her fingers allowed the rare pleasure to reign on her body. After a while, her hands were wet and covered with secretions from the inside of her body. After she enjoyed a long-lost orgasm, she didn't even have time to get in and fell asleep.

A black figure opened the cross-division door and walked into her bedroom. She sat down beside her, gently caressing her smooth and shiny skin with her hands. Yumei Jingzi, who was sleeping, seemed to notice it, twisted her body uneasyly, but it seemed to give the visitor more courage. He actually stretched his hand to her? The breathing exuding a strong masculine aura was getting closer and closer, and a pair of warm and wet lips kissed her lips! Yumei Jingzi unconsciously stretched out her lips, entangling with the visitor's tongue fiercely.

After a while, she felt a little breathless. The man let her go, but spread her legs apart and leaned down naked... Yugong Jingzi realized something and opened her eyes suddenly. The face in front of her surprised her: it was Ai Fei's face that she could see in the company every day: "You...?"

"Why, do you not like it?" Ai Fei's face was filled with her unfamiliar wicked smile, and his fingers kept sliding between her legs: "Does Madam feel it? You are ready to welcome me!"

"No, this won't work..." She struggled hard: "I'm sorry, I can't...and you...ah!" Yugong Jingzi suddenly sat up from the tatami, and his eyes were bright. Where was Ai Fei's figure? At this moment, she realized that this was just a dream of her.

The wind was cold outside, and the bedroom was also refreshing. Yugong Jingzi was sweating all over. I don’t know if it was because of heat or shame, but I felt a red fever on my face: Do I have any other thoughts about my boss - outside of normal colleagues? No, this is impossible. I will never allow myself to have any hallucinations about a boy who is about the same age as my son!
Chapter completed!