[R18] Sexy Perfume System – “Essence Perfume System” Chapter 72 [English]

Pussy eaten in the open air

Lian Xin was inexplicably uneasy and avoided the man’s sight. She glanced at the digitally changing elevator panel and was shocked to realize that the floor had risen very high.

“Hmm…” She desperately wanted to bypass the man and press the elevator button, but he seemed to be standing casually, but blocked her silently.

He stretched out his thin yellowed fingertips and pressed the child lock under the elevator, then took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped his fingers one by one. Every time Lian Xin moved, he would look at her.

Inorganic, dark eyes crawled out from the deep-set eye sockets.

“What did you press?” A swarm of ants seemed to crawl behind Lian Xin.

She stood silently for a while, and tried to get around he again: “Can you give way?” The voice was lowered by several octaves.

“Is…is something wrong?”

“Can you tell me something?”

“I really haven’t put on anything. Maybe it’s body fragrance, or body odor? Does it stink to you?”

“Then I, I’ll go out right away…”

Lian Xin’s voice weakened and her breathing became more and more chaotic. In the closed elevator, there was only her and a strange man, and no one spoke. Her chaotic breathing seemed very abrupt, and her panicked breathing was like a footnote to some horror story.

The man seemed to smell something stronger and more attractive. He let go of the handkerchief, lowered his head and approached Lian Xin.

“Ah!” Lian Xin couldn’t help but hurriedly took out her cell phone and wanted to make a call.

“Ding——”

The elevator suddenly stopped and the door opened. Feng Qining, who was holding a mobile phone and looking serious, was making a call outside the door. He was tall and handsome.

Seeing Lian Xin appearing in the elevator with red eyes and tears, he was stunned for a moment, hung up the phone, strode in and grabbed her arm: “What’s wrong?”

Lian Xin immediately threw herself into He’s arms, grabbed the clothes on He’s chest, pursed her lips, and nervously turned her head to look at the person next to her.

Feng Qining looked over and his pupils narrowed: “What’s going on? What’s wrong with you?”

The skinny man said nothing, had no expression on his face, showed no guilt and nervousness, and only looked at Feng Qining lightly.

Lian Xin was depressed for a while and said: “He, it’s just weird. He doesn’t speak and doesn’t move…”

Feng Qining:…??

The man lowered his head silently, opened the elevator and went out.

Feng Qining suddenly remembered: “Ah, it’s he.”

“Who?” Lian Xin’s eyes turned red.

“Li Yu, a master perfumer, is the chief consultant of Ron’s Foan fragrance industry,” Feng Qining frowned, “He didn’t do anything else to you? Why are you so scared?”

Lian Xin thought for a while, and it was a bit hard to describe: “It was a bit inexplicable. He asked me what I put on my body and what it smelled like. Then he kept staring at me. It was weird.”

Feng Qining’s brows relaxed.

“It must be due to my profession. It’s normal to be curious about your smell.” He sniffed the side of Lian Xin’s neck. The obsessive smell was enough to arouse the professional addiction of a master perfumer.

The elevator stopped again, this time at the top floor where Li Yu pressed the button earlier, and Feng Qining simply carried Lian Xin out.

“Are you crying because of this? Are you so worthless?” Feng Qining hugged her with one arm like a child.

“It’s not…” Lian Xin sighed, looking troubled as a “woman with a story”.

There is an open-air coffee bar on the top floor. It is currently closed and quiet, but the scenery is very pleasant. The moon is sparse and the night is low. Flowers and leaves are everywhere, and pastoral-style low fences and swings are scattered among them. On the top floor of a high-rise building close to the sky, such an open and leisure place makes people feel quiet and relaxed.

Feng Qining carried Lian Xin to a garden chair and sat on it, then casually hooked Lian Xin’s delicate chin.

“You can peel onions on your chin.”

Lian Xin pinched the buttons on he’s shirt and tugged at them.

Feng Qining raised his hand and pinched Lian Xin’s flat mouth.

“The mouth is ready for hoeing.”

Lian Xin didn’t start, trying to free his mouth from Feng Qining’s annoying rough hands.

“You can drink wine now with the bubbles in your eyes.”

Lian Xin stared at him.

Feng Qining said without changing his expression: “You know there is a dish called fish-eye soaked in soju, where you eat swollen fish-eye bubbles similar to your size.”

Lian Xin was about to get angry, but Feng Qining lowered his head to kiss her and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on?”

Lian Xin was silent for a while, and then told him in a few words that her mother abandoned her in elementary school, and how she behaved when they suddenly met…

Feng Qining sat quietly with her for a moment, patted her and said, “It is understandable that childhood has a great impact on people’s emotions. Some people spend their entire lives being healed by childhood, and some people are healed by childhood throughout their lives.”

Lian Xin lay in his arms and leaned against him.

“For example, I also have childhood pain.”

Lian Xin looked up at him and saw that his drooping thin lips were pursed indifferently and without any emotion. She couldn’t help but wonder: “Really?”

Feng Qining nodded solemnly: “Ever since I was a child, I have been the top among the top. My genius, my family, and my character have destined me to be number one…”

Lian Xin watched him intently.

“But unfortunately, in a quiz in the fourth grade of elementary school, I didn’t finish my essay because I had diarrhea. As a result, I was ranked second in age. I was deeply hurt…”

Lian Xin hit him hard on the chest: “You are going to die!!”

“This is my deepest pain,” Feng Qining let her beat him, “Why don’t you believe me? This is really a huge pain that spanned my entire childhood.”

Lian Xin kicked off her high heels, raised her foot and kicked him.

Feng Qining grabbed Lian Xin’s tender white feet, put his arms around her, and leaned over to kiss her.

The soft lips met, and the electric touch was better than countless comforts. Lian Xin was held by Feng Qining and kneaded into his arms. Their lips and tongues rubbed together, and the soft honey lingered.

“Well…” Lian Xin pushed him, “Don’t kiss me randomly…if you kiss me, you will be fucked by me…”

Feng Qining raised his eyebrows and said, “Okay, I’ll fuck you.” He put Lian Xin’s hand on his huge crotch and rubbed it, “I’ll play with you today, no need to thank you too much.”

Lian Xin was speechless: “You are so annoying, Feng Qining!”

Feng Qining sneered confidently: “I’m obviously obsessed with you.”

He got up and closed the door to the beautiful coffee bar on the top floor, locked it, turned around, took off his belt, and showed off his bulging lower body.

Lian Xin knew that he wanted to comfort her, but she had no intention of having sex, but Feng Qining’s hand had already reached into her long skirt, spread her two big white legs, and started rubbing her soft hole flexibly through her underwear.

Lian Xin quickly became soft and was kneaded into a puddle of spring water. Feng Qining took off her panties and spread her legs, letting her expose her pussy to the stars and night wind.

“Ah… no, this is too much…”

Feng Qining lowered his head and rubbed her labia very seriously, helping her draw out stream after stream of slutty fluid: “What’s wrong? Does it feel too good?”

“It’s like the whole world is watching you…”

“Ha.” Feng Qining smiled and stared at her soft red sister carefully. When he thought that her wonderful sexy place would be clamped by him later, his lower body became hard. He completely separated Lian Xin’s legs, exposing the soft and tender pussy between her legs. He lowered his head, wrapped his lips around her trembling little mouth, and sucked her softly and delicately.

“Ah…oh…” Lian Xin trembled slightly from being eaten, moaning under the night, her unbridled moans spread out on the open roof, and the huge pleasure enveloped her below like a surge. The man’s flexible and powerful lips and tongue were like a powerful suction pump. The tip of his tongue circled in various directions, teasing and sucking her most sensitive and fragile water points, bringing her a gushing happiness.

Feng Qining raised his head slightly, kissed her upwards along the base of her legs, moved his heavy lower body wrapped in underwear to her hand, and asked her, “Do you want to play with meat rod?”

Lian Xin gasped and nodded.