The crowd acted as if they hadn't heard Xiao Qiao call Wesley a beauty, and surprisingly, Wesley didn't retort.
Xiao Qiao's legs instinctively propped back up on the table, and for a second time, Wesley knocked them off without turning his head, as if he had eyes on the back of his head. Wesley was right in front of Xiao Qiao's desk. Beneath the desk, Xiao Qiao stretched out her legs, snaking them up Wesley's calf, openly teasing. Wesley kicked back, and Xiao Qiao smiled sweetly, bending down to take off her shoes. Teasing with boots on was just not classy. Her little feet climbed up Wesley's calf like an electric current rushing upward. When Wesley looked down, he saw her honey-colored little feet climbing up the leg of his trousers.
The scene was quite striking.
