They Are Not Human!

Chapter 164: Rose Castle 25

Wen Qing's body froze, and she clearly felt what was beside her leg.

is the foot.

The other party obviously did it on purpose, the top of the leather shoes hooked up his trousers, rubbing his ankles vaguely.

Wen Qing hurriedly shrank her legs back, but the other party didn't let him go and followed him.

Continue to pull up his pant legs with your toes as you did before.

The cold surface of the leather shoes slowly rubbed up from his ankles, gently touching his calf, cold and itchy.

Deliberately rubbing against him.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, not knowing who it was.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yu Xing and Sikong beside him.

Sikong looked at him with a gentle expression.

Yu Xing stared at him with a gloomy face.

The expressions of the two of them were similar to normal, and it was impossible to see who was making small moves under the table.

Seeing Wen Qing looking over, Sikong said, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wen Qing quickly lowered her eyes.

He looked down and saw that the white tablecloth was very long, hanging down beside his legs, just covering the other's feet, so he couldn't see who it was.

Will it be Sikong?

Wen Qing pursed her lips, and in the next second, she felt that the other party's movements were getting higher and higher.

Instead of rubbing against his calf, he slowly stepped up and rubbed against his knee, as if he wanted to continue...

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly raised his knees.

The foot didn't move back in any way. Instead, it touched the gap between his knees and began to sway gently, as if deliberately teasing him, as if enjoying the feeling of opening him up.

Wen Qing bent her fingers and tightened the tablecloth beside her hand.

He raised his head and looked at the housekeeper behind him for help.

As if he knew what he wanted to do, Sikong suddenly grabbed his wrist and asked softly, "Are you thirsty?"

He gently stroked Wen Qing's wrist bone with his fingertips, forcing Wen Qing to focus on himself.

Wen Qing's body froze, her mind full of thoughts, is this foot a Sikong?

Now that both Sikong and Yu Xing are on the side, the cooldown of the dog trainer's halo isn't good yet.

Wen Qing nodded slowly and responded vaguely.

Sikong didn't let go of his hand, picked up the teapot with the other hand, and poured Wen Qing a glass of water.

At the same time, the foot under the table moved more and more and moved forward slowly.

The edges of the leather shoes were hard, rubbing against his legs, and even through his pants, Wen Qing could feel the coolness.

Sikong touched his hand, as well as his feet.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, she tried to shrink her hands, but did not break free from Sikong's hand.

He squeezed his legs together and moved his body back.

The foot followed.

Wen Qing was anxious and uncomfortable, and looked at Yu Xing sideways.