The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 44 Tender White Feet

[Take off the socks of the person on the left]

Zhang Muchen slowly revealed the punishment card, deliberately showing a helpless and embarrassed expression on his face.

"Uh..." He sighed and shrugged. "What should we do?"

All eyes turned to the card.

Wang Shishi was initially excited, but then disappointed after seeing the seating arrangement.

She had originally hoped that Zhang Muchen would pull off Chu Jiuli's socks, as that would be more exciting.

The result was actually Chu Youting?

Okay, that's not exciting enough.

loss.

Chu Jiuli's brows were furrowed the whole time.

Taking off his own sister's socks?

It's still Zhang Muchen, who's always acting so irresponsibly?
She disagrees.

Chu Youting stared blankly at the punishment card, seemingly still not having reacted.

When she looked up and met Zhang Muchen's ambiguous smile, her heart skipped a beat, and the tips of her ears instantly turned crimson.

She hurriedly lowered her head, her fingertips unconsciously curling together. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest.

There was a brief silence in the air.

Chu Jiuli frowned and spoke first: "Taking off a girl's socks, isn't this kind of punishment a bit too much?"

Hearing Chu Jiuli's words, Zhang Muchen smiled contemptuously to himself.

But on the surface, he put on a righteous and indignant appearance and nodded in agreement: "I think so too, maybe we should just forget about it."

After he finished speaking, his gaze swept towards Wang Shishi.

Wang Shishi stared at the punishment card on the table and listened to the conversation between the two. Unusually, she did not respond immediately but fell into deep thought.

She had little interest in taking off Chu Youting's socks. But if Chu Jiuli set a precedent of backing out, then the rest of the dare game would be impossible.

After all, there are even more serious issues hidden in the penalty card.

If you can't even accept taking off your socks, then what's the point of playing?

Go play in the mud.

Wang Shishi thought to herself.

After a moment's thought, Wang Shishi decisively said, "No, you have to respect the rules when playing games."

Chu Jiuli frowned: "Shishi, don't..."

Wang Shishi interrupted her: "Jiuli, it's just taking off socks, it's not like we're letting them kiss."

Chu Jiuli: "."

Zhang Muchen suppressed a laugh and glanced at Chu Youting.

At this moment, Chu Youting lowered her head, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, and her ears were bright red.

Wang Shishi turned her gaze to Zhang Muchen: "Dude, I'll set an example for them. You take mine off first."

After saying that, she moved back a few steps without hesitation, and then raised her fair, jade-like foot and stretched it directly in front of Zhang Muchen.

Damn, that's awesome.

Bro, you're really something, I'm going to cry.

At this moment, a stunning scene resembling the world-famous painting "The Creation of Adam" quietly appeared before Chu Jiuli and Chu Youting's eyes.

Wang Shishi raised her smooth, slender legs. There was nothing covering her legs except a small, delicate foot encased in a white ankle sock.

She slightly raised her toes, leaving only a tiny distance between her and Zhang Muchen's hand, yet they were not yet touching.

This scene, like the fingertips about to touch but not actually meeting in "The Creation of Adam," carries a strange tension.

Chu Youting's pupils trembled uncontrollably; the impact of this scene was simply too great for her.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she didn't dare to breathe. Her hands twisted the hem of her clothes, her fingertips turning slightly white.

Chu Jiuli was also stunned. Her originally calm and composed expression softened for a moment, as if she didn't know how to react.

Zhang Muchen looked at the little toes sticking up in front of him and sighed inwardly.

Now that it's right in front of us, it would be a disservice to Wang Shishi's brotherly loyalty if we didn't act now.

He raised his hand and slowly reached towards the little white sock—

Chu Youting's beautiful pupils trembled slightly, while Chu Jiuli was completely stunned, her eyes filled with astonishment.

She subconsciously pursed her lips, her gaze shifting back and forth between Zhang Muchen and Wang Shishi, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Zhang Muchen felt the two burning gazes beside him and found it inexplicably amusing.

What's going on? It's not like I'm taking off my clothes.

As for?
He raised his hand, his fingertips landing on Wang Shishi's ankle, gently hooking the white sock.

The moment they touched, Wang Shishi couldn't help but wiggle her toes slightly. The next second, Zhang Muchen tightened his wrist slightly, his fingertips pulling the sock down little by little.

The white socks were slowly pulled down, revealing Wang Shishi's fair and delicate ankles.

Her skin was smooth and delicate, and the arch of her feet was also very beautiful.

Zhang Muchen glanced down and couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

Dude's little feet are so pretty, I'm sure someone would love to lick them.

Wang Shishi's socks were completely removed. She lazily hooked her toes and looked at Chu Jiuli and Chu Youting with a mischievous expression.

"Alright, that's the demonstration. Now it's Youting's turn."

Her tone was casual and relaxed. But to Chu Youting, those words were like a bomb.

Her face flushed bright red instantly, her toes curled up, and her whole body tensed up as if a pause button had been pressed.

Chu Jiuli frowned: "Can we change the punishment?"

Wang Shishi deliberately dragged out her words: "That won't do. Game rules are game rules."

Then she added with a smile, "And Youting might actually be quite willing to let Zhang Muchen take his clothes off."

"Shishi!" Chu Jiuli frowned and spoke, her voice tinged with displeasure.

Wang Shishi stuck out her tongue, no longer daring to misbehave.

Chu Youting pursed her pink lips and shyly stole a glance at Zhang Muchen.

"Take it off, you're willing to accept the consequences of your bet."

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow, his gaze unconsciously falling on Chu Youting's feet.

The two small, obediently tucked-in feet under the table were as white and tender as freshly peeled eggs.

Through her socks, you could see that her toes were slightly curled, clearly showing her nervousness and shyness.

Chu Jiuli raised her hand and rubbed her temples, seemingly enduring this absurd situation.

Zhang Muchen bent down, his slender fingers slowly reaching under the table.

The air seemed to thicken at that moment, and even time seemed to slow down.

Chu Youting held her breath, her fingertips clenching slightly with tension. She could almost hear her own heart pounding faster.

She felt her face burning up completely.

Am I really going to have my socks taken off?
At this moment, her brain had completely shut down, and she could only wait passively.

Suddenly, she felt her little feet being gently held under the table.

!!!

Chu Youting's shoulders trembled slightly, as if she had been struck by an electric current.

Zhang Muchen's hands were warm, and his slender fingertips gently brushed against her ankles, making her feel a little ticklish but afraid to move.

"It's a bit tight."

I was talking about socks.

Zhang Muchen held her ankle while making lewd remarks.

The next second, the socks were slowly pulled off.

Zhang Muchen deliberately slowed down. The sensation of the fabric rubbing against her skin made Chu Youting somewhat sensitive.

The slight, slow movement gave her an unspeakable sense of shame.

This...this bad guy
She dared not look at anyone, her calves slightly curled up but she did not truly resist.

Finally, the socks were completely removed.

However, Zhang Muchen did not let go immediately, but instead mischievously ran his fingertips lightly across the instep of her foot.

!!!

Chu Youting tensed up even more.

The light, airy touch made her breath catch for a second, and her heart pounded wildly.

Zhang Muchen withdrew his hand and threw the little sock he had just taken off aside.

"Alright, mission accomplished."

He calmly took a sip of his drink.

Because the entire process of taking off her socks took place under the table, ensuring maximum privacy, Chu Jiuli didn't notice Zhang Muchen's somewhat mischievous actions.

Zhang Muchen lowered his eyes slightly, looking at Chu Youting's nervous expression, her toes curled up on the carpet, and smiled inwardly.

Bullying your sweet and gentle younger sister is really addictive!

Zhang Muchen took out his phone and quickly sent a message to Chu Youting.

[Very white, very moisturizing, feels great to the touch]

(End of this chapter)