C16 You Stinking Brat

Da Yong said that it was the first time they had met each other today and suggested that they drink beer together.

A few bottles of beer were served, a glass was poured for each of them, and they all clinked glasses. Maybe it was because Sister Li really wasn't used to hot pot, but the Three Fresh Soup was just slightly spicy. As she ate, she would also occasionally stick out her tongue and blow on it.

I said it's hot, right? She smiled and nodded. "But it's delicious."

After drinking a glass of beer, the alcohol and spicy taste had caused Sister Li's face to turn slightly red, and there was a faint blush on her fair neck.

As the heat from the soup drifted over, I moved closer to the Sister Li and accidentally touched her hand. It was warm.

She leered at me and removed her hand. The feeling of their hands touching by accident was too wonderful, and with the wine, I was a little lost.

I deliberately moved my leg closer to hers. She had changed her jeans, the jeans I was wearing, and they were pressed together between my legs. A warm feeling spread through my thighs, and her legs didn't move away.

Everyone was eating and chatting at the table. The atmosphere was very cheerful; under the table, my legs were moving to touch Sister Li's legs, and gradually, I was no longer satisfied with this feeling. Through the two layers of jeans, I could not help but feel an itch in my boots.

I gave Sister Li some food. Her eyes were filled with charm, and her face was flushed. Maybe he felt a little unnatural, so he said: "So hot."

I poured her another beer and said, "Have some beer. It's cold and spicy." I admire myself for coming up with the word spicy.

When she hung down, she naturally placed her hand on Sister Li's thigh. Her leg trembled a little, and she turned her head to look at me with the whites of her eyes, but she didn't dare to make such an obvious expression. Her expression of not being able to laugh or cry made me feel very satisfied.

Seeing that she didn't move her legs again, my hands became even more unrestrained.

I used my finger to gently stroke it, slowly moving it above her thigh. She let out an "oh" and then coughed twice to cover it up.

I rubbed my hands for a while longer, feeling really uncomfortable. Afraid that the others would notice something, I stood up and said, "I'm going to the toilet. You guys eat first."

Sister Li quickly followed: "Wait, I'm going too."

I said, "Alright, I'll lead the way."

She pulled out her chair and followed me to the bathroom.

The bathroom was the kind of bathroom that was shared between men and women, and I went into one of them, and she went into the other, because there was a gap of five centimeters under the fender, so everything was audible next door.

I sat on the toilet with my head down, and I saw her pull her jeans and underwear back up to her ankles. After watching for a while, there was no movement from her side, nor was she leaving. Curiosity drove me to my pants, and I quietly got on the toilet, looking down at her from the fender.

He saw her sitting on the toilet with her head down, thinking about something. I couldn't help coughing, but she found out. She raised her head in panic. When she saw that it was me, a blush immediately surfaced on her face. I hurried down, embarrassed.

Her voice was somewhat shaky as she asked, "Are you done for?"

I stammered, "It's over, I'll be going out first."

When I came out, she opened the door and came out as well. We were both quite embarrassed, so when I washed my hands, she whispered, "Stop messing around later."

Hearing what she said, I was rather excited. I smiled evilly and said, "What's wrong?"

Sister Li rolled his eyes at me. "You stinking brat, how dare you seduce me after eating!" After saying that, I turned around and left. I waited for a while before leaving.

Returning to the table, Sister Li would occasionally give me food as well. She would always look at me with a hint of flirtatiousness in her eyes. Thinking back to the bathroom, she realised that I had peeped on her and didn't get angry, which made me even bolder.

I took the opportunity to stretch out my hand again. Seeing that she didn't object, I touched it for a moment. Then, when I continued to think about what to do, she swung her leg and cast a sidelong glance at me. I looked at her and withdrew my hand.

After taking a sip of the wine, I noticed that everyone was already done eating, so I said, "I think we should eat our fill. Should we disperse?"