Zhang Yang took off Xia Xue’s socks and gave her a foot massage.
Women who are good at dancing have even soft feet.
Zhang Yang lovingly played with them, making Xia Xue feel ticklish, yet she dared not show it. Any slight movement, and Xiao Man would notice.
At this moment, Xia Xue’s tiny feet wanted to escape Zhang Yang’s palm, but it was impossible.
Zhang Yang, this troublemaker, really doesn’t let people rest easy. How could he be so bold? What if Xiao Man finds out?
Just then, Xiao Man suddenly asked, "Cousin, why is your face getting redder?"
Xia Xue felt guilty immediately and then sheepishly said, "Is it red? It shouldn’t be. I don’t feel my face warming up. Maybe I was just nervous from dancing earlier, and it hasn’t worn off yet."
Hearing this reason, Xiao Man did not probe further and just continued chatting with Xia Xue.
Somehow, the conversation turned to a rather ambiguous topic.
Only then did Xiao Man learn that Xia Xue’s boyfriend had already died.
Xiao Man asked Xia Xue if she had any plans to find a new boyfriend.
To this, Xia Xue’s response was very firm; perhaps she would never look for another boyfriend in this lifetime.
In fact, Xia Xue already had the answer in her heart; besides Zhang Yang, she feared she could never accept another man.
With this thought, Xia Xue’s small feet stopped struggling, allowing this troublemaker to play around.
Zhang Yang was grinning from ear to ear, seeing Xia Xue suddenly calm down, immediately started caressing those long, beautiful legs.
Really nice, no matter how you play with these legs, it’s never enough.
But these tights were a bit annoying, so Zhang Yang fetched a pair of scissors.
It’s not that Zhang Yang insisted on doing this, but Xia Xue’s outfit was a one-piece dance leotard, and if she wanted to take it off, she had to unzip it from the back.
First, she would have had to remove the top half, but now as Xia Xue was video chatting with Xiao Man, her upper body couldn’t be moved, so Zhang Yang could only resort to this.
After fetching the scissors, he began snipping around the legs.
Xia Xue was startled. What was this guy doing? Why was he cutting her pants? Could it be that Zhang Yang wanted to do this in front of Xiao Man?
Xia Xue didn’t dare make a sound, even more so she dared not move, the scissors looked rather intimidating, if she moved recklessly, what if it snipped her flesh?
Soon, Xia Xue’s pants were cut into two halves, then Zhang Yang, with a final snip, cut open the crotch, revealing the white panties inside.
That perfect triangular area immediately exposed itself with the familiar outline.
What surprised Zhang Yang was that the middle seam had a hint of moisture.
Zhang Yang couldn’t help but lean between Xia Xue’s legs, deeply inhaling the familiar scent, fragrant and sweet.
Xia Xue’s body was now tense, even when facing thousands of spectators on stage just now, she wasn’t this nervous. Now, she felt as if her heart could leap from her throat, extremely tense.
She wanted to beg for mercy, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak. Was she supposed to just watch Zhang Yang mess around? Couldn’t he wait until the video call ended?
Xia Xue couldn’t bear to hang up the call either, as Xiao Man only had half an hour each day.
At that moment, Xia Xue could feel the area between her legs, Zhang Yang’s warm breath already reaching it.
As Zhang Yang drew closer, Xia Xue felt something flowing downward. Actually, just when Zhang Yang was caressing her little feet, Xia Xue already had feelings. How embarrassing, so shameful, and being on video call with Xiao Man intensified this tension and sense of shame.
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This cry startled Xia Xue, her face turning pale.
On the call, Xiao Man couldn’t help asking, "Cousin, what happened? Why did you scream so suddenly and weirdly just now?"
Xia Xue held the phone in one hand, while tightly grasping Zhang Yang’s hair with the other, preventing him from moving recklessly, otherwise, she might not be able to hold back again.
Zhang Yang indeed didn’t dare move anymore, playing around is one thing, but absolutely cannot let Xiao Man find out.
Then Xia Xue explained to Xiao Man, "I’ll tell you a secret, you must not tell anyone, it’s just that no one is here, and Zhang Yang went out. You insisted on discussing such ambiguous topics with your cousin, I really couldn’t help it, just had to touch a bit."
As she said this, Xia Xue’s cheeks flushed red, she really didn’t want to say such things, but there was no choice, that moan just now was really hard to explain.
Everyone here was a woman, all adults, and it was clear when that sound was made.
Luckily, earlier she had mentioned Zhang Yang had gone out, that’s why Xia Xue continued holding the phone.
Xiao Man chuckled through the phone.
"I’ve heard that the prettier a woman is, the greater her needs. Is it true, cousin?" Xiao Man asked.
"It should be true, cousin’s needs are indeed quite big." Xia Xue could only agree with this.
But come to think of it, it really did make some sense.
Zhang Yang was also grinning ear-to-ear, recalling those days just after moving into Xia Xue’s house, he had seen Xia Xue secretly comforting her private area with her fingers in the bathroom.
Since the topic had already reached this point, Xia Xue also couldn’t resist asking Xiao Man, "Our Xiao Man is also very pretty, does that mean your needs are also big? Poor thing, now that your boyfriend isn’t around."
At this point, Xia Xue relaxed completely and started joking with Xiao Man.
Xiao Man blushed slightly, "Cousin, you don’t know, when I was with that bad guy, he always had his hands all over me."
"It’s that feeling , when you haven’t experienced sunlight, you think darkness is nothing."
"But once you’ve encountered sunlight, falling back into darkness naturally brings many changes."
"Although that jerk and I never broke that barrier, he’s always touching everywhere with his hands."
Hearing this, Xia Xue couldn’t help but glance down, and sure enough, Zhang Yang’s hand was continuously caressing through her panties.
"Men are all , all lustful, which is understandable. Besides, it just shows Zhang Yang really likes you." Xia Xue didn’t forget to speak well of Zhang Yang.
Yet, inside, she couldn’t help wanting more.