Which monarch is here?

Before Nance could get up, his vision suddenly went white.

What flew into his field of vision were the soles of Irene's feet. One of her legs was raised high. Her appearance was extremely beautiful. Not only were the leg lines flawless, but even her toenails were pearl-colored, and her skin was fair and radiant.

These legs are worth at least 100 million pounds...

However, if it gets kicked, it will be shattered into pieces.

Bang!

Nance flew out completely.

She was the queen just now, now it's Eileen's turn... Are all these monarchs sick? Why do they always like to step on other people's faces?

"Asmodeus dares to think, are you really not afraid of death?" Erin frowned, raising her bare feet again and stepping on Nance's chest, "Or, Lucifer and Ximena are with me

, can’t even satisfy you?”

These words carried an aura of terror, rolling down like a boulder.

Nanston immediately moved his hands to cover her foot that was stepping on his chest, and praised: "Lord Lucifer, your slender feet are probably worth at least 100 million pounds!"

"Um?"

Ximena turned her head slightly and looked over.

"I mean, with the bonus of the name Lucifer, it's worth 100 million pounds." Nance looked at the queen, his eyes flashing with the heat and boundlessness of the desert, "And your feet, even without any identity blessing, are worth just as much as

Not inferior..."

The queen likes this bitch's flattery very much.

"That's good. Please get up and don't get stepped on by Lucifer." Ximena said, using a very elegant leg stretching movement to stretch her feet forward.

Nance looked at Erin.

"Well, I'll let you go, I still have to arrange things..." Miss Irene tapped her chin lightly with her fingertips, raised her feet generously, and let Nance go.

"My Queen, I'm here." Nance immediately came to the lounge chair.

"I'm going to get some food and things to play with. You two should spend some time together first..." Miss Irene ran out quickly with her long legs.

"Queen……"

"You want to be frivolous about me again?"

"How dare I?" Nance looked sincere.

Ximena stared at him meaningfully for a few seconds, then slowly moved her legs out of the lounge chair and stepped on his knees. Nance stretched out his hands to gently rub her toes and press her white ankles very naturally.

.

Ximena raised her hand.

The cake she had just packed appeared in her hands. She enjoyed the massage and tasted the cake elegantly.

"What I like most is your cold appearance, Queen." Nance's movements were gentle and his eyes never wandered. "You are cold and sweet at the same time. The Queen is as cute as ice cream. How cute~"

"What a fuss!"

Ximena's mouth was stained with cream, and her eyebrows were smiling.

"This is what I say from the bottom of my heart."

"I've disturbed my king."

"..."

Nance had no choice but to close his mouth and massage the queen obediently.

In my impression, the Queen is almost always barefoot, and only occasionally wears black stockings a few times... Every time I see her, I can clearly see her pink toes and crystal flawless insteps. They look good, but

How nice it would be if I couldn't wear several different styles of stockings...

"My Queen." Nance looked calm and asked casually, "Do you like white stockings?"

White stockings?

Bastard, don't think I don't know that you want me to wear the things Lucifer bought.

Ximena shook her head lightly.

As long as Nance dares to speak, she will refuse without hesitation.

But unexpectedly, Nance's conversation suddenly changed.

"Queen, are you bored?"

Ximena raised her chin slightly and stared at him: "What are you talking about?"

Nance said cautiously: "Let's kiss."

moment.

The queen's face turned cold.

A bone-chilling chill hit him. Nance gritted his teeth and his eyes were sincere and sincere: "My Queen, kissing you is the greatest achievement in my life. The second greatest achievement is to put on white stockings for you. Please do it for me."

…”

After he finished speaking, he risked his life and slowly leaned over

Ximena, who has a distinguished status and unparalleled elegance, her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. She couldn't stand Nance, so she could only turn her face away and whispered: "I asked you to put on my socks..."

Yay!

Nance immediately took out the white cat's claw socks that Erin bought.

The queen is a devil, and her temperament is always willing to accept compromises. If you ask her to wear cat-paw white stockings, she will definitely not agree, but if you want to kiss her if she doesn't wear them, she will agree.

The body wrapped in a black skirt sat quietly in the lounge chair, with her round and straight legs crossed.

Nance was half-kneeling, holding white silk in one hand, lifting her right ankle with the other hand, and whispered: "I'm going to start."

Ximena looked ashamed and turned her head slightly not to look at him.

The crystal clear jade feet, with a lingering fragrance, Nance slowly put on the stockings, slowly pulled them to the knee position, then put the other foot in, also pulled to the knee position

.

"Queen..." he said hoarsely, "please get up."

All the coldness on Ximena's face disappeared. After standing up, she hooked her stockings with her hands in a daze.

This is a set of pantyhose.

"You have to pull them all up." Nance came behind her, stretched out his hands, held the backs of her two hands, and guided her up with a little force. His lips seemed to be touching the queen's snow-white neck at any time. Hey,

He must have touched it intentionally.

The Queen remained silent while Nance helped her pull up all her pantyhose.

The white silk completely covered her plump and well-proportioned thighs, and then formed a very tempting dent. She adjusted it with her hands to straighten the position of her crotch, lowered her head to admire it, and nodded slightly: "Not bad."

"Sit down." Nance pulled her back to sit on the recliner.

The queen is sitting dignifiedly, with her two beautiful legs in an elegant posture. After putting on the white stockings, she looks very ladylike. The small and exquisite ankle bones have bright lines, are light and handsome, and the two sides of the Achilles tendon at the back of the ankle are naturally formed.

The depression is very soft and charming.

But Nance's focus was concentrated on the hem of her skirt.

The buttocks wrapped in white pantyhose present an incomparable sense of unity, with a natural, round and smooth feeling that black stockings cannot match. White can bring a sense of holiness, plus a vague hazy, white and flawless look.

Ice cream makes people feel like a delicacy.

Especially after the queen wears it.

The highlighted purity, health, and cleanliness made Nance feel like he couldn't bear to get involved in it, but at the same time he wanted to taste it to his heart's content.

"What are you looking at?" Ximena suddenly scolded.

With her legs wrapped in white silk, she looks exceptionally noble and elegant, and her temperament seems to be a little softer.

"It's so beautiful." Nance admired.

The queen nodded her chin: "I am certainly good."

The slight tap of her chin signifies that she is proud and proud, but it also signifies that she is easily manipulated by Nance because she can't keep her face down.

"My Lady Queen, I have a heartfelt request."

"explain."

"Look, you are wearing cat paw socks, shouldn't you learn to meow like a cat?"

"You want to die?"

"...That's it. Now that Lucifer is not here, I just want you to scream. Otherwise, when she comes back, you will know her character and will definitely not let you go. By then, I am sure you will have learned the lesson

For a reason, stop her..."

"Tsk!"
To be continued...