If You Can Read the File, You Will Die

Gently clenched, the cold touch was transmitted to my mind through the palm.

287.

"..." As for Medea, who was suddenly touched by her skin, she barely let her voice come out of her nose.

Although in the near future, she will become Sojiro-sama's wife.

But before, the two of them were respectful to each other, even holding hands, never once.

"Miss Medea, do you need me to take it off for you?" Qiu Yuecheng asked.

Thin stockings with excellent elasticity.

"No, no need." Medea's cheeks flushed slightly.

Even Mr. Soichiro had never seen him, yet he was going to be seen by other men.

However, now that she has come to this point, Medea has no better choice.

For Soichiro-sama, for being able to become the final victor.

Even if it is such a price, it is worth it!

"One, do you have to be here?" Medea twisted her body and asked softly.

"What do you say?"

"I, I know." Medea gently stretched her hands behind her skirt, grabbed the edge of the stockings, and then slowly pulled them down.

The black one-piece stockings passed over Meixing's thighs and calves, and finally landed on Medea's hands, softly wrinkled.

The witch's smooth legs were immediately perfectly exposed to the air.

"So, is it alright?" Medea's voice trembled.

"of course."

Qiu Yuecheng gently held Medea's sole, and the moment he touched it, people couldn't help but feel admiration.

Maybe it's because the other party is just a magic aggregate, or maybe it's because the skin care itself is so good.

The skin is unimaginably smooth and soft, just like stroking a piece of nephrite jade. There is no stiffness or dryness on the entire jade foot, and even the calf above it is like a work of art that makes people feel hard to part with.

Only those women who are noble, or who cherish their bodies very much, can have such a posture.

In addition to the skin, although the toes are painted with dark purple nail polish that makes many people feel coquettish or obscene, Medea's body gives people a sense of cuteness.

Yes, it's cute.

It's so cute that people can't help but want to play with it carefully.

While Qiu Yuecheng looked at Medea, the latter also carefully observed the former.

A man proposes to give a woman a massage, still in the situation of a lonely man and a widow.

Medea, who has a memory of modern common sense, naturally knows the other party's intention to take advantage of her.

It's just... Seeing the other party's sincerely admiring eyes.

Medea felt that her thoughts were too obscene?

Or, did the other party really just want to study the difference between heroic spirits and normal humans?

Qiu Yuecheng gently lifted the witch's right foot, with her right thumb against the center of the sole of the foot, and suddenly began to exert force.

In an instant.

Medea's original thoughts were all disrupted, and the strong stimulation made her suddenly straighten her body, and her limbs twitched like spasms.

And at the same time, there was that terrible feeling.

As if being surged by a tiny electric current, it is transmitted from the soles of the feet along the spinal cord to the brain.

It made Medea even lose control of her body for an instant.

"It seems to work well." Qiu Yuecheng observed Miss Witch's expression, and tried again.

"Hey... ah."

Medea reacted quickly and immediately covered her lips, but still let part of her voice come out of her throat.

It was a tone that was enough to excite a man.

"What exactly is going on?"

It takes all the strength to stop the trembling of the legs.

It's not that she hasn't enjoyed the massage of an excellent masseur, but compared with this time, it's a world of difference.

It was as if something entered his body through the junction between the two of them.

"It's magic." Qiuyue Cheng said thoughtfully.

Take advantage?

No, Qiu Yuecheng is not such a superficial person.