Feeling the touch on his leg, Chen Xiaolong glanced down slightly.
The little girl was wearing a pair of white stockings; her lively, mischievous toes kept fiddling deliberately.
And to be honest, her little feet were quite attractive, even more so than her budding chest.
Chen Xiaolong coughed and gently stretched out his hand, lightly pinching Xu Xiaoting's calf.
The sensation sent him a sly thrill.
Xu Xiaoting kept her composure, resting her leg on Chen Xiaolong's thigh as if nothing was happening, eating the hotpot before her.
This ambiguous gesture went unnoticed even by Aunt Liang Cuiping.
However, as their body contact continued, Xu Xiaoting's face became increasingly flushed.
Chen Xiaolong's naughty hand slowly moved forward, directly touching her thigh.
Xu Xiaoting was wearing a nightgown, with only panties underneath, which made her feel particularly sensitive when touched.
