197: Chapter 197 Under the Table

As the sky grew slightly dim, the three of them had to end this special skiing trip.

The two great beauties were covered in fragrant sweat from playing. They opened their collars in the back seat of the maybach, occasionally fanning their faces.

"Xiao Yi, did you have fun today?"

"Yeah, super happy!"

"Actually, you don't have to follow your father's ban so strictly. It was just a method he had to come up with for your own good. I believe you'll be fine with your current maturity."

"My birthday is coming up soon. By then, I can lift the ban legitimately. It's only a few days away; I still want to fully honor the agreement with my dad."

Meng Yawen patted the head of this well-behaved younger sister. "I didn't know. When exactly is your birthday? Big sister will prepare a gift for you then."

"March 20th. Sister Wenwen, when is your birthday? I'll prepare a gift for you too."

"My birthday is on August 8th; it's still a long way off."

"It's okay, I have a very good memory. I'll definitely remember."

"Then I'll be waiting for your gift. Oh, by the way, darling, when is your birthday? I don't know it yet."

Zhao Xiaoshuai wasn't the type to have an obsession with birthdays; for a moment, he couldn't even recall which day his birthday fell on.

But someone remembered very clearly.

"Brother-in-law's birthday is January 1st."

"Oh, that sounds pretty good; every year your birthday coincides with a public holiday."

"Not at all. Celebrating two holidays together often leads to one being overlooked. I bet Brother-in-law probably can't even remember his own birthday."

Meng Yawen stole a glance at her boyfriend, who was driving silently, and made up her mind to prepare a proper birthday for him next year.

The day after tomorrow, both beauties were heading back to school.

As a college senior, his little girlfriend basically just needed to make a symbolic appearance at school; after all, college students at this stage were either preparing for postgraduate exams or internships.

But his Sister-in-law, a genuine high school senior, had to go back to class obediently—and for the 'most important' second semester of senior year, no less.

To help her focus her mind, Zhao Xiaoshuai decided to send her back to the house near her school after having one last dinner at the mansion tonight.

At the thought of not being able to eat his Sister-in-law's cooking for a while, Zhao Xiaoshuai felt a bit nostalgic.

The relationship between the Sister-in-law and Sister Wenwen had been getting better and better lately, to the point where they even sat next to each other during meals.

Poor Zhao Xiaoshuai could only sit alone opposite them, watching the two beauties being all lovey-dovey.

But how could he be content with such cold treatment? With a thought, he slipped his feet out of his shoes and slowly reached toward his little girlfriend.

He precisely controlled his upper body to remain still, showing no sign of the little actions under the table.

Soon, his foot touched a soft, warm foot. He used his toes to entwine with the little girlfriend's toes through her socks, and after an initial moment of silence, her foot quickly responded to him.

He kept watching his little girlfriend's expression, but from beginning to end, she was just whispering and eating with his Sister-in-law. There was no sign at all that she was the owner of the foot responding so passionately under the table.

This artificially created 'stealthy' play was surprisingly fun.

Now, Chu Xinyi and Meng Yawen's relationship was almost like real sisters, so by extension, flirting with her right in front of the Sister-in-law was a bit thrilling.

However, an embarrassing situation soon arose.

Because of Meng Yawen's body constitution like a little furnace, she felt a bit hot while eating, so she stood up to take off her coat and hang it aside.

However, even though she stood up, the foot that was tightly entwined with Zhao Xiaoshuai's did not disappear!

For a moment, Zhao Xiaoshuai was frozen in awkwardness, and the Sister-in-law's earlobes turned visibly red.

Because Meng Yawen's movement was a bit sudden, the Sister-in-law didn't react in time. She hurriedly withdrew her foot, desperately pretending as if nothing had happened.

Meng Yawen walked back to her seat and looked at Chu Xinyi in confusion. "Xiao Yi, are you feeling hot too? Your face is a bit red. Why don't you take off your coat as well? The floor heating in the house is quite strong."

"Oh, right, right, I'm hot too. I'll take off my clothes right now."

The table in Zhao Xiaoshuai's mansion wasn't the original one.

He had specifically commissioned a customized dining table that was slightly higher, just enough for someone to sit and conveniently place the two burdens on the table.

The design was very considerate—in a physical sense.

Since they had taken off their coats, the four bright, large spheres on the table mat were incredibly eye-catching.

Zhao Xiaoshuai silently gave himself a thumbs-up for the decision to change the table.

But he didn't stop there.

Chu Xinyi's heart was still pounding as she sat back down.

Because her sitting posture was quite relaxed, she had extended her foot toward Sister Wenwen's side. When her Brother-in-law's toes suddenly entwined with hers, she had inexplicably failed to withdraw her foot, instead pretending to be Sister Wenwen and playing along with him.

However, Sister Wenwen's sudden standing up exposed everything. She hurriedly covered it up and now didn't even dare to look Sister Wenwen in the eye.

She felt a bit guilty.

But just when she thought the matter could be passed off as a misunderstanding, her foot was stepped on and rubbed by a hot, large foot once again.

This time, she had obediently kept her feet under her own seat; logically, her Brother-in-law shouldn't have mistaken her for someone else again!

'What on earth is Brother-in-law doing! Sister Wenwen is right next to us. What if we get caught!'

But she still didn't make a sound, burying her head like an ostrich communicating with its own egg.

Zhao Xiaoshuai was doing it on purpose, of course. He didn't think too much; at that moment, he was simply following his deepest desires, and his body moved naturally.

'You offended the "Abbot" and still want to run! Weren't you pretending quite well just now!'

And he still didn't stop there.

This time, he extended both feet, teasing the two beauties separately, showing no favoritism.

As his right foot began to entwine with the Sister-in-law's toes, his left foot also reached the instep of his little girlfriend's foot and began to rub gently.

The two girls blushed almost simultaneously and both fell silent. They lost interest in their conversation, replying only half-heartedly while focusing intently on their food with their heads bowed.

The dining table gradually grew quiet, and the atmosphere became ambiguous.

With Zhao Xiaoshuai's current control, he could easily sit straight without moving his upper body while raising his legs to a 90-degree angle.

That was exactly what he was doing now.

The feet, whether entwining or rubbing, were no longer satisfied with the status quo and gradually moved up along those silky calves.

Soon, they reached the inner sides of their thighs.