They Are Not Human!

Chapter 114: Tak Chi Middle School 19

Hearing Wen Qing's words, Song Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and he asked instead, "Do you like dogs?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, but did not understand the meaning of this sentence for a while.

Song Xuan asked again, "Do you like it?"

Wen Qing didn't want to pay attention to him and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Song Xuan put his hands on the washstand, trapped Wen Qing beside the washstand, and asked again, "Do you like it?"

The two were very close, and with a slight movement of Wen Qing, Song Xuan's body could be attached to his back.

He glanced at Song Xuan's strong arm, leaned forward against the washstand, gritted his teeth and said, "I like it!"

"OK?"

Song Xuan lifted his eyelids and looked straight at Wen Qing: "I can be a dog too."

Wen Qing: "???"

? ? ?

what?

He looked at Song Xuan in the mirror in shock: "I-I'm talking about a real dog!"

Animal dog!

Song Xuan's nose moved slightly, and the stench on Wen Qing's body was still there, thick and heavy, covering his own sweet fragrance.

Wen Qing felt the sound of breathing in the ear, and the warm breath blew on the auricle.

His eyelashes trembled, looking at the mirror in front of him, the scene reflected in the mirror was like Song Xuan was hugging him from behind, frowning and sniffing him seriously.

A dry feeling rose in Wen Qing's heart, and she raised her hand and gave Song Xuan an elbow: "Dogs can't smell like you!"

After speaking, he stepped on Song Xuan again: "Get out of the way!"

Song Xuan looked at his slightly irritable appearance, and realized that Wen Qing didn't like the posture of his back, so he let go.

Wen Qing turned around and just took a step, only to see Song Xuan stretched out his feet to block the way.

It's fine when their backs are facing each other, but when they look directly at Song Xuan, Wen Qing can more truly feel the difference in height and stamina between the two.

Wen Qing frowned: "What else are you doing?"

Song Xuan did not speak, and told him what to do with his actions.

Also smell.

Song Xuan took a step forward, pressed Wen Qing's toes, lowered his head, and sniffed at his collar.

It's all on the collar, it can stink for so long...

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked with a dark face, "Have you touched that stinky woman too?"

Wen Qing: "…"

Something I'm still thinking of touching...

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then squeezed out two words: "No."

Song Xuan asked, "Why does it stink for so long?"

Wen Qing: "...her hair is tangled in my buttons."

Song Xuan looked at him suspiciously.

Wen Qing was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help asking, "It's none of your business who I touch!"

"I love to touch whoever! Whoever I want to touch!"