I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 399 I like making friends with people like you
In this ambiguous atmosphere that was almost overflowing, Wang Xueqin's inner balance had been completely unbalanced, and her rational defense line collapsed under Shen Lang's wave after wave of provocations like a tide.

The desire that Shen Lang successfully ignited was like a raging wildfire, burning wildly in her heart, completely swallowing up her last bit of hesitation.

At this moment, she was already overwhelmed by the long-lost heartbeat and thrilling excitement, and her heart and eyes were filled with the man in front of her who made her confused and infatuated.

Wang Xueqin took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart, which was beating wildly like a deer, but her slightly trembling shoulders mercilessly exposed the nervousness and uncontrollable excitement deep in her heart.

She slowly raised her head, and her eyes met Shen Lang's fiery gaze that seemed to be able to ignite people.

In an instant, the hesitation and struggle that remained in her eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a boldness and determination of burning her boats.

She bit her lower lip lightly, and her delicate lips became even more rosy due to the force, just like the most gorgeous flower blooming in spring.

Her voice was slightly trembling, yet filled with an alluring charm that captivated the soul, like the alluring music that bewitched the heart in the middle of the night: "Mr. Shen, you are really disturbing my heart by saying this. My heart is about to burst out of my throat."

As she spoke, she slowly stretched out her hand. Her fingers were as delicate and slender as white jade, and she slid slowly along the edge of the teacup like a nimble dancer.

The movements were light and slow, and each one seemed to carry a great deal of affection, as if he was having a private and affectionate conversation with the teacup.

Under the caress of her fingertips, the originally ordinary teacup seemed to be given a layer of extremely ambiguous color, as if silently telling the increasingly strong feelings between the two.

Her eyes were always fixed on Shen Lang's eyes, as if she wanted to convey the most secret feelings in her heart without reservation, and to use her eyes to closely connect their hearts.

Then the topic changed.

"However, after meeting Mr. Shen today, I feel even more that this fate is as wonderful as a dream. Perhaps there really is an invisible red thread that quietly draws you and me together."

As Wang Xueqin spoke, she moved her body slightly without leaving any trace, and her knee gently touched Shen Lang's leg.

This time, she had no intention of moving away immediately, but let her knee gently touch Shen Lang's leg for a while, and the touch shuttled back and forth between the two of them like an electric current.

She seemed to be enjoying this secret and exciting contact to the fullest, and seemed to be sending a very obvious silent invitation to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang looked at Wang Xueqin's bold and passionate change, and a hint of surprise and pride flashed in his eyes.

He had originally just been trying to tease Mrs. Lu, but he never expected that Wang Xueqin would respond to him so proactively and enthusiastically.

He stared at Wang Xueqin calmly, the heat in his eyes becoming more and more intense, as if his gaze wanted to melt her whole body in this scorching gaze.

Wang Xueqin noticed Shen Lang's smile keenly. In her eyes, that smile was like a key that opened the door of desire that had been closed deep in her heart, making her more bold.

She reached out and picked up the teapot, pouring tea for Shen Lang.

At the moment of pouring the pot, she deliberately leaned forward, and the plump curve of her chest was faintly visible under the well-tailored cheongsam, just like a treasure covered with a mysterious veil, exuding a fatal attraction.

The delicate embroidery on the cheongsam rises and falls slightly with the movements of her body, as if dancing for her charming demeanor, adding a touch of alluring charm.

She said softly, "Mr. Shen, please try this tea. I heard it's the best tea in this teahouse, and it has a very mellow taste..."

She paused, and looked at Shen Lang with loving eyes, a smile on her face, and her eyes seemed to be able to suck people in.

"It's like this wonderful feeling between us that is slowly growing and becoming stronger. The more you savor it, the more you become addicted to it and can't help yourself."

The voice was soft and gentle, with a slightly rising ending, as if it had countless invisible hooks, gently hooking Shen Lang's heartstrings.

At this moment, Wang Xueqin's mind was flashing with scenes of her contact with Shen Lang like a kaleidoscope.

The touch of Shen Lang holding her handkerchief, so gentle that it seemed to drip water, his words that were full of bewitching power and seemed to hit people's hearts, and the bold touch on her legs that made her heart beat faster, all played in her mind like a movie.

These memories were like the most powerful fuel, making the fire of desire in her heart burn more vigorously, almost devouring her whole body.

As she thought about it, she handed the poured tea to Shen Lang, and her fingers accidentally and deliberately stroked the back of Shen Lang's hand.

That brief touch struck her like lightning, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

Shen Lang took the teacup, his eyes never leaving Wang Xueqin's charming face. He could clearly feel the changes in Wang Xueqin's heart. She was desperately trying to break free from the shackles that had bound her for so long.

He decided to press on and said, "I've been struggling in Shanghai for many years, but I've never seen a woman like you who blends maturity and charm so perfectly and just right. I like making friends with people like you..."

He stretched out his hand and gently covered Wang Xueqin's hand, his fingers slowly and gently stroking the back of her hand.

Wang Xueqin felt the scorching heat of Shen Lang's palm and felt a panic in her heart, but at the same time, an indescribable sense of pleasure completely overwhelmed her like a surging tide.

She wanted to pull her hand back, but her body seemed to be under a spell and was completely out of control.

Her cheeks were as red as the gorgeous sunset in the sky, her breathing became more rapid, and her chest rose and fell violently, as if she was fighting a fierce battle.

He said softly, "Mr. Shen, you...don't be like this. This is a teahouse, and there are so many people watching us."

Although she said this, her hands did not struggle to break free. Instead, she slightly clasped them back, actively responding to Shen Lang's touch.

Her fingertips gently stroked the back of Shen Lang's hand. The movement was like the softest feather, but it carried endless temptation.

The uncontrollable impulse in Wang Xueqin's heart was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, becoming increasingly difficult to control.

A sly look flashed in her eyes as she looked at Shen Lang with a mixture of anger and resentment. Her voice was as gentle as petals swaying in the spring breeze: "Mr. Shen, you're teasing me like this, but it really makes my heart beat fast. It's even made me break out in a sweat."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and slowly slid her fingers down her neck, brushing across her skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade, and stopped at the buttons on the collar of her cheongsam.

She gently pulled one of the buttons, her movements slow and suggestive, as if sending some strong signal to Shen Lang.

At the same time, her feet moved quietly under the table, slowly stretched out, and lightly touched Shen Lang's leather shoes with her toes. The touch was as soft as a feather falling, but with a hint of imperceptible electric current.

Wang Xueqin gently stroked the upper of Shen Lang's shoes with her toes, while leaning forward slightly, deliberately leaving her collar slightly open, revealing a hint of fair skin.

Her eyes were fixed on Shen Lang the entire time, with a faint smile on her lips. She said, "Mr. Shen, do you know? Ever since I met you, my heart has been like a spell, and I can't find peace for a moment."

As she spoke, her feet began to move up Shen Lang's calves, her movements slow and seductive, as if she was exploring an unknown territory.

At this moment in the teahouse, the surrounding noise seemed to have gradually faded away, and it seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

Wang Xueqin's breathing became more and more rapid. She bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes full of desire.

Her feet continued to climb upwards, reaching Shen Lang's knees. She squeezed them gently with a little force, then slowly released them, repeating this over and over again, as if she was having a silent conversation with him.

"Mr. Shen..." There was a hint of trembling in Wang Xueqin's voice.

Her feet had reached Shen Lang's thighs and continued to explore.

He spoke again: "I have never felt this way before, you are like a ball of fire..."

She gently drew circles on Shen Lang's thighs with her feet, her movements full of teasing.

Shen Lang didn't expect Wang Xueqin to be so bold and unrestrained. He picked up Wang Xueqin's feet from under the table and gently rubbed her calves.

Wang Xueqin noticed Shen Lang's reaction and felt a strong sense of accomplishment in her heart.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Shen Lang with blurry eyes.
"Mr. Shen, I want to know how you feel about me?"

she said as she spoke.

While gently rubbing Shen Lang's key points with her feet, her movements became more and more bold.

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(End of this chapter)