They Are Not Human!

Chapter 156: Rose Castle 17

Yu Xing's palm was filled with cool air, penetrated the fabric, and penetrated into the skin.

Wen Qing's body was hot at the moment, and she could clearly feel Yu Xing's hand slowly moving back and covering his leg, as if stroking a doll, gently stroking.

After the coolness dissipated from the place he touched, a stronger warmth followed, making people more and more greedy for the temperature on Yu Xing's body.

Wen Qing pinched her palm, trying her best to ignore the changes in her body, and said to Yu Xing, "You don't need to feed him."

"You get out of the way!"

Wen Qing was a little angry, she wanted to yell at Yu Xing, but when she made a sound, her voice was soft and sticky, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

Yu Xing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes darkened by two points.

He leaned in front of Wen Qing, pressed against the tip of his nose, and said slowly, "Then who do you want to feed?"

"Sikong? Ji Yu? The housekeeper? Or in the room..."

Yu Xing's breath was also cold, brushing his cheeks, Wen Wei was slightly stunned, and he didn't hear the last words he said clearly.

Yu Xing lowered his eyes, looked at Wen Qing's wet eyes, and sneered: "Mother, isn't that what you seduced me for?"

He flexed his fingers, his fingertips twirling on Wen Qing's leg.

The dryness in Wen Qing's heart burned more and more vigorously.

"Human beings are dominated by desire," Yu Xing looked down, saw Wen Qing's blushing face, and said with a low smile, "Didn't you already feel it?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, because of Yu Xing's touch, his body's reaction was stronger than in the seminary.

I want to touch, I want to touch, I don't want to be so hot anymore...

Wen Qing let out a breath of hot air, raised his eyes in confusion, and met Yu Xing's dark eyes.

Depression... Desire...

The depression and depression in front of him are definitely related.

Wen Qing's mind turned hard for a while.

Yu Xing looked at the dazed look in his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Who is mother thinking about?"

"Or are you thinking of something?"

He tilted his head slightly, rubbed his lips against Wen Qing's cheek, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you thinking of Sikong?"

"Or father?"

Wen Qing recovered and saw the dissatisfaction in Yu Xing's eyes.

There are still two props he can use now, and he is reluctant to use it for stagnation.

Sikong is more dangerous than the suffocation of talking rude words.

"Would you like to give it a try, who **** you the best?"

Wen Qing opened his mouth and was about to speak, but the next second, Yu Xing held his lips.

His eyelashes trembled, he hesitated for a moment, but still no props were used.

Yu Xing felt his obedience, and the tip of his tongue hooked his lips, slowly reaching his mouth.

"Hmm..." Wen Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she couldn't help but let out a low hum.

The kiss this time was completely different from the previous ones. The senses on and inside his lips seemed to be magnified several times, and he could clearly feel Yu Xing's wet tongue rubbing against the inner wall of his mouth.