Wang Ying asked at this time, "Sister, have you gained a little weight?"

Fang Dajun just gave an example to talk about Xiao Xia's model figure figure, and now the size measured is naturally larger than Xiao Xia.

"It's not fat at all, it's just right!" Fang Dajun replied immediately.

It was dark and windy. There was a meeting room outside the office, and then the exit. It was so far away that if someone came in outside, you would definitely hear footsteps in the quiet environment at night. In addition, there is a power outage now.

Fang Dajun suddenly made up his mind, suddenly pulled the soft ruler up, and put it up from under Wang Ying's arm. He was slightly taller than Wang Ying, with a slightly lower head, and an invasion in his eyes.

"I can measure my bust with my hands up."

In the darkness, Wang Ying was also not afraid and responded generously to his eyes.

Fang Dajun didn't stop in his hand, and he put a bunch of soft rulers near his chest and stopped in the middle of the towering position. When he saw the soft ruler, he saw that it was 98.5cm, while Xiao Xia's was only 83cm.

However, the size of the cup is only considered the height of "altitude".

Fang Dajun suddenly changed his eyes and pulled down the soft ruler. He actually put it on from under his small suit, pulled it to the towering lower circumference, pinched the soft ruler and pressed it down, and said, "Sister Ying, I want to measure my chest now."

"Yeah!" Wang Ying's voice was like a mosquito.

But in the dark environment, I could hear it clearly. Fang Dajun smiled and pressed his fingers downward. He inevitably encountered the towering lower circumference, which was very soft but very elastic.

With his head slightly lowered, his nose almost reached its height, and then he could see the number clearly. The lower bust circumference is 81cm. However, considering the problem of the sweater inside, it still has an altitude of about 18cm, which corresponds to it, which is exactly 36d.

I have to say that his eyes are so vicious that he could see it before he measured it.

Without further action, Fang Dajun pulled out his soft ruler, took a step back, and said with a smile: "Sister Ying. Your figure is really good. 36d, 28, 37. Xiao Xia's 32b, 24, 34, she has lost a little weight."

But he said mentally: "Li Yulan should be 34c, 25, 36, and has a better figure than Wang Ying, but women cannot look at data. Their appearance, figure, temperament, and these comprehensive data are the most important."

"Where is, I'm so old, how can I compare with a young girl?" Wang Ying said generously.

Fang Dajun's trickery skills have been trained recently and have made progress. He opened his mouth and said, "I just like older people and plump figures. Just like you, Sister Ying."

"Really." Wang Ying gave a tone of obvious disbelief.

Fang Dajun had already put the soft ruler on the table, let out his hands, and said, "Sister Ying, you still need to test your back. I have a hip-pack skirt that is just right for you."

"Okay." Wang Ying cooperated and turned around.

Fang Dajun pressed Wang Ying's shoulder with his hand, gently moved forward, and whispered: "Please support yourself on the table, so that the measurement can be accurate."

Wang Ying really did what she did, which made Fang Dajun stunned, but the next movement still did not stop. He pressed his hands on his fat buttocks and rubbed them vigorously. However, he still said in a gentle tone: "Sister Ying, the test may be a bit long."

"Yeah!" Wang Ying still had a mosquito-like voice.

Fang Dajun's hands were not stopped, and there was an inexplicable evil fire in his body. He has been back from Yuechu to now for more than half a month. He has not found a chance to have fun with Li Yulan. Today's environment, as well as his teasing in the city last time, and his tacit approval at this time, made him fall into an unexciting mood step by step.

I knew that I might not have it before my life experience, but now I think completely differently. The inertia of memory is from the former master, and his master consciousness is a modern person...

After a moment of control, he couldn't control it. He leaned his lower body up, leaned against his fat buttocks, and his big hands reached into the hem of the woman's top in front of him, and pulled it up all the way, grabbing the pair of 36d domineeringly.

"Ah!" Wang Ying suddenly screamed softly, and her body almost lay on the office. Under the dim oil lamp, this posture was extremely attractive.

After a while, Fang Dajun let go of his hands and groped the woman's waist. He unbuttoned the buckle on his right trouser and was about to pull it down hard, suddenly a pair of smooth hands grabbed it.

"Don't, big army, we can't, I'm a teenager than you." Wang Ying hesitated at the critical moment.

Fang Dajun did not reply, but just pulled it hard with a domineering force. In an instant, Wang Ying felt a chill in her lower body and her entire restraint was pulled to the bend of her legs.

Fang Dajun's breathing also became heavier. One big hand reached between his thighs, and the other hand took off his trousers and let the straight barrel pants slide to his calf.

He said calmly: "Sister Ying, I want to test the last part now. After the test is finished, you will know my length and I will know your depth."

"Little pervert!" Wang Ying muttered, then buried her head deep between her arms and lay on the desk, as if she had accepted her fate.

Fang Dajun didn't care about so much at this time, he had to get on the horse with a gun, and talked with Wang Ying about a business that concerns hundreds of millions of descendants...

But at this moment, clear footsteps came from outside. The office door was not closed, but was hidden. Fang Dajun instantly saw the dim light at the end of the conference room outside. However, the route of entering was not facing the office door, and he couldn't see who it was for a while.

Wang Ying also heard the sound of footsteps and was about to grab her pants in panic, but how could she grab the pants when she was lying down? She was anxious for a moment and struggled to get up, but suddenly she felt a pair of big hands pressing on her back.

"Hurry up, let me get up."

"Don't be anxious." Fang Dajun was unmoved and then shouted loudly: "Who is coming in outside?"

"Teacher, it's me." Xiao Xia's voice came.

Wang Ying was relieved when she heard this. She was not a man, but she was naked. If Xiao Xia was caught, something big would happen. If rumors spread, what kind of face would she have in the future to come to the clothing factory.

Fang Dajun was also stunned, his footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he quickly shouted: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Teacher, I brought the quilt in to Boss Wang."

So that's the case, but it was too abnormal. Fang Dajun suddenly moved, and his friend poked Wang Ying's fat ass hard, and then quickly pulled her up.

Wang Ying resumed his movements and quickly lowered his pants and pulled up his pants. Before he could tie the buttons, he sat on the rattan chair, opened the drawer and pressed against his lower body. Then he seized the time to button. He didn't forget to glance at the side, and he felt his body soft and weak, because the thing in the army was too big... (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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