Chapter 100: Mr. Xiaofu, is a pervert
"What? Isn't 3 seconds a shot enough? That's a big improvement over your 1-second speed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
I'm so good! 1 second to get a shot?! How did I not know myself!
"But for a slug like yours that is hermaphroditic and reproduces on its own, it doesn't matter if it's every 1 or 3 seconds, right? Isn't it, Xiaofu-san? β
You say yes, it's right, anyway, if you're scolded, you won't get pregnant, but slugs... What is it?
"Look at your ignorant stupidity, you must be wondering what a slug is, right? I'll tell you, in fact, slugs are the scientific name for slugs, and they look exactly like you, except that they have one less shell than you. β
Oh! There's new knowledge again! It turns out that the scientific name of the slug? So what is more than a slug with multiple shells... Snail?!!
I look exactly like a snail!!
"Hey, don't go too far, I said that I have nothing to do with my classmates..."
"It has nothing to do with it, you still call it so affectionate, for you, only minus 3 centimeters of contact is called related?"
If I add a classmate to her surname, is it considered affection? So does the nickname I call you crimson proves that we are a couple!
"You guy, don't think that I don't know you're scolding me because I don't read much! What is minus 3 cm! My little radish is not 3 cm! β
"Oops? Did you indent it another 3 centimeters? Isn't that no longer there? β
You don't exist! Your whole family is gone!
Phew! Why am I scolding myself?!
Although Scarlet Moming has been talking to me obscenely, his whole face is like a thousand-year-old ice in Antarctica, stiff and terrifying, and only the mouth is moving on the beautiful face, which is intimidating.
Belch... It doesn't matter if others are afraid or not, I'm afraid anyway.
"That..."
So I changed the subject here and told her not to ravage me.
"Speaking of which, what are you calling me here for, isn't it just to scold me for being angry?"
"You're too dry to look up to yourself, aren't you?"
"Clams?"
"Or do you think I'm the type to vent at a stone and get in a good mood?"
"No... I mean..."
"It's just a piece of snot toilet paper that is disgusting when it falls on the ground, and it will increase the workload of the sanitation workers, and you dare to whimsically think that you can make me scold you for being angry?"
Hey, you're going too far, aren't you?!
"It's disgusting to be alone and appreciating yourself."
"I'm gone... Play it yourself. β
In the face of the endless bombardment of Scarlet Ink, I was ready to leave.
Even if she is my childhood sweetheart, she is still a rare beauty, and she keeps insulting my personality, I will not be happy.
I'm not shaking m, and I won't feel excited to let others scold me.
If she takes off her shoes and ravages me with her feet, maybe I'll... Without saying a word, he lay directly at her feet.
I'm such a faceless foot control, and I can laugh if I want to laugh. Anyway, for Scarlet Ink's feet, your accusations are not as good as dandruff.
Turning around and just opening the anti-lock of the door...
"Bump!"
A flaming whip slammed out of Scarlet Ink's hand, tearing the steel gate apart, the unquenchable flames still burning on top of the shattered iron sheet, making a soft 'beep' sound.
I clutched the broken doorknob in my hand and turned my head stiffly like a machine:
"You're going to... What for?! β
But I don't need to ask anymore, Scarlet Ink has already laid out what he wants me to do.
At this time, Scarlet Ink was holding a 4-meter-long white leather whip in her right hand, and there was an almost scorching white raging flame burning on itβthat was her famous weapon, the long whip named [Ozuri].
Her left foot had already taken off her white indoor shoes, and her tender feet, wrapped in black stockings, were exposed to my eyes, and she was stepping on the back of the shoes.
"Smack!"
Scarlet Ink Ming gently waved the [Tail Tho] in his hand, causing a deep scorched black mark to appear on the concrete floor, and said:
"Lick it, isn't that what you want anyway?"
If she changes out of her school uniform and puts on a leather coat, it will be a standard ******.
But fortunately, it's not a leather coat, I don't like leather clothes at all, and it's her private Aikawa sailor suit that makes it more exciting in my heart.
Swallowed a mouthful of saliva... I stared at Scarlet's shoesless little feet, and the black stockings showed me the most perfect side of temptation.
The two eyes bulged out like toads, but they couldn't accommodate anything other than the scarlet ink feet!
My ears were filled with the voice of Scarlet Ink's temptation..."Lick it! "Lick it?" "Lick it?"
To lick or not to lick is not a question ... Is there anything more pleasing to me?
No! Of course not!
Trembling footsteps moving forward... Something you've always dreamed of is just around the corner...
Touched it! Touched it again!
The hand gently grabbed the ankle of Scarlet Ink, the warm body temperature and the touch of the stockings passed from the palm of the hand to the brain, like an electric shock, which made me subconsciously excited...
Trembling and bowing his head... The nose seems to be surrounded by the body fragrance of the scarlet ink virgin...
Gradually, the lips were still a centimeter away from the toes of Scarlet Ink... At this time, Scarlet Ink suddenly spoke:
"Alright, it's time."
What time is it? A question popped up in my head, but before I could react...
"Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~~"
The bell rang for class.
"So let's stop here."
Scarlet Ink said this and kicked me away.
Put your shoes back on, snap and go.
Hey, hey! Is there a mistake with you!
I looked at my hands... I want to cry without tears!
It's almost close! Bastard! It's almost time to lick it! it!
I really want to kill myself who was slower than a snail! Just a second faster and I'll be licking!
What an unwillingness!
So I hurried to catch up with Scarlet Ink.
"Hey, didn't you let me lick it? I haven't licked it yet, can I do it again?! β
"Tsk, Inu-Doctor, do you want to lick my sweaty feet like that?"
"If you ask if you want to, of course you do."
"So, you're actually very unwilling now?"
As he walked back behind Scarlet Ink, he said, "Of course I'm not reconciled." β
"Tsk, I'll smell it for you, and touch it, and I'll be a little satisfied, don't be insatiable, be careful until the end is empty."
I frowned, feeling as if she had something to say, "What do you mean?" β
"Where did you go on Saturday? Why aren't you at home? β
"What?"
You're too blunt about changing the topic, aren't you?