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Then, the foot went too far, deeper and deeper, and the action became more and more provocative. If it were not for the height limit, it might have been pushed into the hinterland.

When the ancient painting lowered his head, he could only see the picture blocked by the tablecloth and skirt, as well as the silhouette of that foot doing evil on the bottom of the skirt.

It was their feet that moved first!

The ancient painting stared at both of them, but she didn't dare to say it directly, so she quietly put one hand under the table and gently caught the little foot, making her hands soft and smooth.

I don't want to let go.

As long as this little foot is lifted up, the ancient painting can tell who is pranking by looking at the color, but she does not.

Hold the soles of your feet with your hands, and gently rotate your thumbs in circles around the arch of your foot. Ordinary people can’t help but itch when they are teased like this, but the two people on the opposite side of the table still face unchanged, as if they were in the hands of ancient painting Their feet are not theirs.

Not only that, but the foot provocatively clamped the hand of the ancient painting with its toes, and then pushed it in, and stepped on the base of the leg through the palm of the ancient painting.

Too bold!

This was no longer a tease, but Chi Guoguo's harassment.

"Little slut!" The ancient painting cursed secretly in his heart, and then directly clamped the silk stockings between the toes and tried to pull, the evil little feet were finally scared, but did not expect the ancient painting to pull the whole stockings down. Although the owner of the foot responded quickly and took it back, the ancient painting was ready to hit the barefoot on the ass.

The breakfast was finished quickly, and the ancient painting took the lead to get up, pretending to be inadvertently blocking the exit of the compartment, and staring at the legs of the two little loli all the time.

Then she was stupid.

Ling and Yue stood up at the same time, their legs were bare and white, making people want to lick them.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister." Yue tilted his head and asked.

The corner of the ancient painting's mouth twitched, thinking that he was probably harassed by the two sisters, "No, where are we going now."

"Playground!"

Yue jumped up again, with great interest.

The ancient paintings were shocked, thinking of the postures learned from "literary works" and "paintings" during this period, there are more playgrounds and more ways to play.

Chapter 568 Postscript Two: "Criminal Law"

One of these two loli must be a bitch, or both are small bitch.

On the way to the playground, the ancient painting quickly confirmed this fact.

The sisters...too much help.

The elder sister Linghuo reveals a breath of abstinence, but the behavior is the same as that of the younger sister, and even the younger sister is not as good as her.

On the way, Ling always stood in front of the ancient paintings, and made various requests to Yue that were not normal Sisterhood.

But Pianyue promised every time, hug Qingqing, I was just a basic operation. Ancient paintings guessed that if it weren't in public, the two sisters would have begun...

Are they really sisters...

As the only child of ancient paintings, I am not sure whether the sisters will make all sorts of actions beyond blood relationship.

This dress and temperament is more like a socialite for sisters who come out to sell spring.

However, their wealth makes the ancient paintings deny this possibility. Objectively speaking, ancient paintings are more like puppets who have been kept.

The destination of the three people is a famous playground in the city. Even in the hot summer, there are still many tourists in the playground, but most of them are concentrated in areas with water.

I bought a ticket and brought three cups of milk tea with him. He looked expectantly and said, "What kind of project do you want to play?

Ancient paintings rarely come to such crowded occasions. I raised my head and looked around, then pointed at the Ferris wheel not far away and said, "It's quieter there. Let's sit there first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling stared at the ancient painting with a look of "see through you", with a look of disgust.

"Anxious ghost."

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The ancient paintings are inexplicable, she just doesn't like to stay in crowded places.

Maybe they came earlier, the Ferris wheel project is not many people, after a short wait of two minutes, it was their turn.

The ancient painting followed the two sisters, and when the person above got down, they sat in one after another.

After a while, the Ferris wheel continued to rotate, slowly ascending with the cockpit.

But in the cockpit, the ancient painting was stiff, and his eyes were always looking out the window.

It was obvious that other places were very spacious, but Ling Heyue had to sit on either side of her from left to right, each holding the ancient painting in one hand, making her afraid to move.

what's the situation?

The ancient paintings can feel that both arms are wrapped in a soft touch, and finally the palms are clamped by their thighs. The touch feels like putting a hand into a ball of warm jelly, which is smooth and tender.

When the cockpit was halfway up, the ancient painting said dryly, "Um, I'm a little thirsty."

With her hand still being held, Yue held a cup of milk tea in front of the ancient picture, with a straw against her lips.

The experience of being fed by people made the ancient painting very uncomfortable. He took two mouthfuls and accidentally dropped two drops on his chest.

The milky-white ice-cold liquid slowly slipped from the chest, and finally got into a deep gully. The cold temperature gave the ancient painting a thorough feeling of what it means to be cold.

These two little bitches seem to be plotting against themselves.

I don’t understand the ancient paintings. I don’t have money or power, and I have nothing except beauty. What do these two little bitches really like?

"Tweet~"

There was a sudden warmth in the chest, and the ancient painting looked down. It turned out that Ling had buried his head in his chest, and his pink little tongue got into the white greasy gully, licking the two drops of milk tea clean.

"Alas……"

The ancient painting hurriedly put her hands on her chest, she grew up so big, it was the first time she had been licked.

Ling tilted his head, seeming to be puzzled by the behavior of the ancient painting.

"I'm not used to... being so intimate..." the ancient painting turned her head and said, she couldn't bear to stare at her with those wet eyes.

Ling turned his head to face Yue: "Didn't you tell her?"

Say what?

The ancient paintings were also puzzled.

Yue leaned to the ear of the ancient painting, and the moist breath penetrated into the ear, causing the ancient portrait to be scratched by the cat, "Forgot to say, the senior sister will be our girlfriend from today."