London Heathrow Airport.
Emma, the female president of Cruel Industries, accompanied Mrs. Challett on a private plane, and the flight destination was Shanghai, China.
Natasha is a typical Slavic beauty with tall figure and blonde hair and blue eyes. Emma is also blonde, but compared to Natasha, her temperament is slightly inferior. By the way, this blonde hair that looks exactly like her is also one of the reasons why Natasha hates her.
Natasha was sitting in the seat, typing her fingers at the keyboard of her laptop, and was emailing a man.
Seeing that there was no one in the cabin in private, Emma no longer concealed her identity as a slave to Mrs. Challet and habitually fell to her knees.
Natasha glanced at her, not intending to pay attention to her, and continued to do her own thing.
The purpose of her holding Emma with her was just to punish her.
But the more Mrs. Challett was like this, the more panic Emma became.
Strong capital means supreme power.
Driven by inner fear, Emma actually lowered her head and licked her master's boots, carefully and seriously.
She was obviously a storied figure in the awesme industry before, and was once very glorious, but now she has ended up like this, which makes people sigh. The continuous humiliation for several years has long lost her dignity.
However, during this process, Natasha never said a word, and even felt a little disgusted, because she found that the woman in front of her was becoming more and more disgusting, and she could actually get pleasure from punishment. After licking her feet, Emma took the initiative to gently put Natasha's feet on her head and used it as a human foot pad for her.
It is obvious that Emma has already suffered from Stockholm symptoms. If Natasha is willing to treat her better, Emma will almost worship her as her biological mother.
No, maybe even the biological mother would not receive such courtesy.
Stockholm symptoms indirectly prove one thing, that is, people can be tamed.
If one person is like this, what if ten thousand people are like this?
For example, for example, the feudal society with autocracy and autocratic power, all of which are the kindness of the king. The emperor punishes you to be worthy of you. In this way, the privileged class ignores the law, ignores life, monopolizes resources, and blocks the rise... Some people can live in a spacious mansion because they are reincarnated, while others can only survive in the cracks like slaves, and even dare not resist when they are trampled on their heads.
Isn’t this also suffering from Stockholm symptoms?
……
In the company office.
After Gu Qingtan opened the email from Natasha, the first sentence that caught his eye was, you haven’t contacted me for a long time. I thought you were dead, and you were indeed dead, but you were resurrected!
This probably represents her brief mental journey over the years.
He couldn't help laughing, and suddenly he thought of a sentence in his mind, "We resurrect the dead just to praise the new struggle, not to clumsy imitate the old ones."
This sentence means that you cannot fall into the theories proposed by the old people.
Gu Qingtan continued to look down and read the following email:
As you know, I am a big capitalist in the UK.
I can buy almost one third of the six inheritances in the UK.
I chose the UK in the past because the UK's economy is developed and now China's economy is developing well.
Of course you can invite me to China.
However, unfortunately, I am still presiding over funding some universities to promote research on Western Malaysia and strive to summarize the lessons of the Soviet Union...
The problem we are facing now is that theory and practice cannot be combined. If we continue like this, it will stagnate itself.
……
After leaving my motherland, I fell in love with Soviet jokes because in my opinion they are really just jokes…
After the United States destroyed the Soviet Union, it became the only Soviet Union. I think this is the ridiculous thing...
Katyusha talked a lot to him in the email, and finally, on the way to see you, I hope you will come to the UK to see me next time, so that I can entertain you to see my little winter palace.
After reading the email she wrote, Gu Qingtan had dyed cloth slightly raised the corners of her mouth. Since Katyusha still regarded him as a friend and was willing to share some trivial matters with him, he was very willing to act as her listener.
He invited Natasha to China, not only for the sake of meeting her old friend, but also an important reason was that she wanted to see the land shining with her own eyes.
I believe Natasha also understood his painstaking efforts.
……
Soon, it was time to have lunch.
Susu, are you hungry? Let’s go and have a meal!
Gu Qingtan pulled the little secretary to a fast food restaurant downstairs to have a meal.
This time is one of the most lively moments in the store.
The store has a long table in the middle and the sofa booths on the left and right. Compared with the window, there are fewer people eating at the dining table next to the wall. He pulled her to find a corner to sit down.
It's so convenient to do bad things in the corner.
During the meal, Zhou Su kept lowering her head and pondering without saying a word, as if she had something to do.
What are you thinking about?
Gu Qingtan reached out and waved her hand.
Ah.Zhou Suru woke up from her dream and then came to her senses.
What's wrong?He glanced at her with some amusement.
Zhou Su said softly, "It's nothing, it's just recalling whether you have any good friends or old lovers when you were in the United States...
Gu Qingtan immediately realized that she was jealous. She was definitely jealous of Natasha, but she couldn't show that she was jealous.
He sighed softly, come over, Su Su comes to me.
Zhou Su was obedient and moved to his side. The two of them sat in the same booth, she was outside and he was inside.
He wrapped his left hand around her waist, pinched her soft and perky breasts without any trace, and searched for her memory with her. I know her old lover in the United States, right? You, Zhou Su, Xiao Zhou, and Xiao Su... These are four people, oh, by the way, and my favorite Su Su.
She was a little embarrassed.
Hate.The voice is thin and soft, and the tone is gentle. In short, it makes people feel very comfortable to hear, as if they had eaten cotton candy.
Su Su, can you tell me why you reacted so much this time? Do you don’t like Mao Mei?
He guessed that it was almost certainly true.
So Zhou Su attached himself to his ear and said softly.
After knowing the reason, Gu Qingtan suddenly felt a little funny that she actually believed in something like killing her husband.
It can only be said that concern is confusing, and the matter involving him will be confusing just now.
Communist fighters are not afraid of all monsters and monsters.
Natasha probably arrived in Shanghai tomorrow morning and then flew over. Then you can pick her up with me. Although it seems that she is a little difficult to get close to, after getting familiar with her, you will understand that she is actually easy to get along with.
Zhou Su nodded.
Let’s not talk about her affairs for now. Are you tired of working in the morning? Do you want to open an hourly room and have a rest?
She couldn't help but complain that it would only make you more tired when you check in a room.
Let's go back to the office, I'll give it to you...
The last word can be heard vaguely.
Gu Qingtan immediately whispered to Zhou Su several times.
Her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she subconsciously glanced at his crotch and found that it was indeed as he said, so she nodded slightly.
Zhou Su first rinsed her mouth with clean water, and then changed seats with him as he asked. She sat on the inside and lay down on her side, covering her upper body with her coat, and approached her head, with her black silk butt wrapped in a professional skirt facing the white wall.
In this way, to others, it looks like a girlfriend is sleepy and lying on her boyfriend's lap for a while, and it is a beautiful scene of love.
It happened that a small vendor riding a bicycle passed by outside, selling candied haws, big and sweet candied haws!Come and buy it, delicious candied haws.
Unknown to know, Zhou Su had already started to eat big and sweet candied haws from below, kissing the first pink hawthorn on her soft lips, and licking the syrup hanging on it with the tip of her tongue.
When she swallowed one in her mouth, when she sucked silently, every time she sucked like his baby breasts, he couldn't help but want to let out a happy moan.
Her breath was also a little rapid. In addition to being nervous about being scared of being triggered, she also felt a stimulating pleasure similar to an affair, spreading from her heart to her limbs and bones.
In the next two minutes, Zhou Su's sucked deeper, about the length of four hawthorns. Her cheeks kept shrinking inward due to inhalation, so that her pretty face was a little deformed.
At the same time, the tip of the tongue kept fiddling with the hawthorn's stalks, as if trying to fight quickly at the fastest speed.
I don’t know how long it took, but she finally raised her head, reached out and pulled out a few pieces of toilet paper from the paper box on the desktop, and wiped the frosting and saliva from the corner of her mouth.
Emma, the female president of Cruel Industries, accompanied Mrs. Challett on a private plane, and the flight destination was Shanghai, China.
Natasha is a typical Slavic beauty with tall figure and blonde hair and blue eyes. Emma is also blonde, but compared to Natasha, her temperament is slightly inferior. By the way, this blonde hair that looks exactly like her is also one of the reasons why Natasha hates her.
Natasha was sitting in the seat, typing her fingers at the keyboard of her laptop, and was emailing a man.
Seeing that there was no one in the cabin in private, Emma no longer concealed her identity as a slave to Mrs. Challet and habitually fell to her knees.
Natasha glanced at her, not intending to pay attention to her, and continued to do her own thing.
The purpose of her holding Emma with her was just to punish her.
But the more Mrs. Challett was like this, the more panic Emma became.
Strong capital means supreme power.
Driven by inner fear, Emma actually lowered her head and licked her master's boots, carefully and seriously.
She was obviously a storied figure in the awesme industry before, and was once very glorious, but now she has ended up like this, which makes people sigh. The continuous humiliation for several years has long lost her dignity.
However, during this process, Natasha never said a word, and even felt a little disgusted, because she found that the woman in front of her was becoming more and more disgusting, and she could actually get pleasure from punishment. After licking her feet, Emma took the initiative to gently put Natasha's feet on her head and used it as a human foot pad for her.
It is obvious that Emma has already suffered from Stockholm symptoms. If Natasha is willing to treat her better, Emma will almost worship her as her biological mother.
No, maybe even the biological mother would not receive such courtesy.
Stockholm symptoms indirectly prove one thing, that is, people can be tamed.
If one person is like this, what if ten thousand people are like this?
For example, for example, the feudal society with autocracy and autocratic power, all of which are the kindness of the king. The emperor punishes you to be worthy of you. In this way, the privileged class ignores the law, ignores life, monopolizes resources, and blocks the rise... Some people can live in a spacious mansion because they are reincarnated, while others can only survive in the cracks like slaves, and even dare not resist when they are trampled on their heads.
Isn’t this also suffering from Stockholm symptoms?
……
In the company office.
After Gu Qingtan opened the email from Natasha, the first sentence that caught his eye was, you haven’t contacted me for a long time. I thought you were dead, and you were indeed dead, but you were resurrected!
This probably represents her brief mental journey over the years.
He couldn't help laughing, and suddenly he thought of a sentence in his mind, "We resurrect the dead just to praise the new struggle, not to clumsy imitate the old ones."
This sentence means that you cannot fall into the theories proposed by the old people.
Gu Qingtan continued to look down and read the following email:
As you know, I am a big capitalist in the UK.
I can buy almost one third of the six inheritances in the UK.
I chose the UK in the past because the UK's economy is developed and now China's economy is developing well.
Of course you can invite me to China.
However, unfortunately, I am still presiding over funding some universities to promote research on Western Malaysia and strive to summarize the lessons of the Soviet Union...
The problem we are facing now is that theory and practice cannot be combined. If we continue like this, it will stagnate itself.
……
After leaving my motherland, I fell in love with Soviet jokes because in my opinion they are really just jokes…
After the United States destroyed the Soviet Union, it became the only Soviet Union. I think this is the ridiculous thing...
Katyusha talked a lot to him in the email, and finally, on the way to see you, I hope you will come to the UK to see me next time, so that I can entertain you to see my little winter palace.
After reading the email she wrote, Gu Qingtan had dyed cloth slightly raised the corners of her mouth. Since Katyusha still regarded him as a friend and was willing to share some trivial matters with him, he was very willing to act as her listener.
He invited Natasha to China, not only for the sake of meeting her old friend, but also an important reason was that she wanted to see the land shining with her own eyes.
I believe Natasha also understood his painstaking efforts.
……
Soon, it was time to have lunch.
Susu, are you hungry? Let’s go and have a meal!
Gu Qingtan pulled the little secretary to a fast food restaurant downstairs to have a meal.
This time is one of the most lively moments in the store.
The store has a long table in the middle and the sofa booths on the left and right. Compared with the window, there are fewer people eating at the dining table next to the wall. He pulled her to find a corner to sit down.
It's so convenient to do bad things in the corner.
During the meal, Zhou Su kept lowering her head and pondering without saying a word, as if she had something to do.
What are you thinking about?
Gu Qingtan reached out and waved her hand.
Ah.Zhou Suru woke up from her dream and then came to her senses.
What's wrong?He glanced at her with some amusement.
Zhou Su said softly, "It's nothing, it's just recalling whether you have any good friends or old lovers when you were in the United States...
Gu Qingtan immediately realized that she was jealous. She was definitely jealous of Natasha, but she couldn't show that she was jealous.
He sighed softly, come over, Su Su comes to me.
Zhou Su was obedient and moved to his side. The two of them sat in the same booth, she was outside and he was inside.
He wrapped his left hand around her waist, pinched her soft and perky breasts without any trace, and searched for her memory with her. I know her old lover in the United States, right? You, Zhou Su, Xiao Zhou, and Xiao Su... These are four people, oh, by the way, and my favorite Su Su.
She was a little embarrassed.
Hate.The voice is thin and soft, and the tone is gentle. In short, it makes people feel very comfortable to hear, as if they had eaten cotton candy.
Su Su, can you tell me why you reacted so much this time? Do you don’t like Mao Mei?
He guessed that it was almost certainly true.
So Zhou Su attached himself to his ear and said softly.
After knowing the reason, Gu Qingtan suddenly felt a little funny that she actually believed in something like killing her husband.
It can only be said that concern is confusing, and the matter involving him will be confusing just now.
Communist fighters are not afraid of all monsters and monsters.
Natasha probably arrived in Shanghai tomorrow morning and then flew over. Then you can pick her up with me. Although it seems that she is a little difficult to get close to, after getting familiar with her, you will understand that she is actually easy to get along with.
Zhou Su nodded.
Let’s not talk about her affairs for now. Are you tired of working in the morning? Do you want to open an hourly room and have a rest?
She couldn't help but complain that it would only make you more tired when you check in a room.
Let's go back to the office, I'll give it to you...
The last word can be heard vaguely.
Gu Qingtan immediately whispered to Zhou Su several times.
Her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she subconsciously glanced at his crotch and found that it was indeed as he said, so she nodded slightly.
Zhou Su first rinsed her mouth with clean water, and then changed seats with him as he asked. She sat on the inside and lay down on her side, covering her upper body with her coat, and approached her head, with her black silk butt wrapped in a professional skirt facing the white wall.
In this way, to others, it looks like a girlfriend is sleepy and lying on her boyfriend's lap for a while, and it is a beautiful scene of love.
It happened that a small vendor riding a bicycle passed by outside, selling candied haws, big and sweet candied haws!Come and buy it, delicious candied haws.
Unknown to know, Zhou Su had already started to eat big and sweet candied haws from below, kissing the first pink hawthorn on her soft lips, and licking the syrup hanging on it with the tip of her tongue.
When she swallowed one in her mouth, when she sucked silently, every time she sucked like his baby breasts, he couldn't help but want to let out a happy moan.
Her breath was also a little rapid. In addition to being nervous about being scared of being triggered, she also felt a stimulating pleasure similar to an affair, spreading from her heart to her limbs and bones.
In the next two minutes, Zhou Su's sucked deeper, about the length of four hawthorns. Her cheeks kept shrinking inward due to inhalation, so that her pretty face was a little deformed.
At the same time, the tip of the tongue kept fiddling with the hawthorn's stalks, as if trying to fight quickly at the fastest speed.
I don’t know how long it took, but she finally raised her head, reached out and pulled out a few pieces of toilet paper from the paper box on the desktop, and wiped the frosting and saliva from the corner of her mouth.