They Are Not Human!

Chapter 37: Seminary 13

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she looked at Oz subconsciously.

Oz's expression didn't change. He seemed to have known about Ji Junfeng and Vine for a long time.

He lowered his head, stared into Wen Qing's eyes, and said silently: [Don't move. 】

Wen Qing looked at him in confusion and mouthed: [I didn't move. 】

The next second, Wen Qing realized that Oz was not telling him to stay still, but reminding him not to move next.

A vine slowly poked its head out from Oz's shoulder, and it rested on Oz's body, as if drunk or drowsy, swaying and swaying in the air.

A moment later, with a click, it hung down on Oz's chest, the tip against Wen Qing's neck.

Wen Qing's body became more and more stiff, and the tip of the vine was soft, pinching his neck with an indescribable itch.

Wen Qing was uncomfortable and scared, and her eyes turned red involuntarily.

One second, two seconds...one minute...

The vine still did not move.

Oz took a tentative step forward.

The vines between Wen Qing's neck, following Oz's movements, slowly slipped and moved from his neck to his chest. The icy vines made him shiver.

The slight movement seemed to wake up the vine, and Wen Qing felt it moving.

He lowered his eyes nervously, staring intently at the vine.

The vines rubbed against his chest, slowly, slowly turning over.

Then he turned over again, continued to rub Wen Qing's chest, and opened his neckline, rubbing back and forth as if the kittens and dogs wanted to get some smell.

Soon, the two buttons on Wen Qing's neckline were rubbed off by the vines, revealing her chest.

Oz closed his eyes halfway, staring at Wen Qing's chest.

His skin was white, tender and delicate, and because he was too nervous, he was afraid that it was a little pink.

Ozzy closed his eyes halfway, and a sense of dryness flooded his body.

He has always been dismissive of pink things, which women only like.

Now Oz can't take his eyes off a bit.

The vine rubbed against Wen Qing's neckline for a while, and then stopped suddenly. I don't know if it was because Wen Qing's skin was too smooth, or because the vine was sleepy, and it fell directly from the open neckline.

Wen Qing's tears finally couldn't be held back, and flowed down her cheeks.

He didn't dare to move at all, for fear that he would accidentally scream and wake up Ji Junfeng in the vine pond.

Wen Qing could only ask for help from another person, and he looked at Oz with tears in his eyes.

Oz stared at his increasingly red lips, and said silently: [It likes you very much. 】

Wen Qing pursed her lips and asked tremblingly: [Can you take it away? 】

Just as he made the last word, Wen Qing felt as if another vine was crawling from Oz and touched his leg.

Wen Qing didn't dare to move anymore, tears streaming down her cheeks.

He pursed his lips tightly, tears falling down his chin to his chest.