She looked at her feet, which were stepped in the basin. Jiang Cheng's hand covered her again, but this time he did not rub her feet. Instead, he moved his hand up along her slender and white ankles.
He was able to pinch her calf with just the base of his thumb, and used some tentative force with his fingertips.
He raised his eyes and asked her, "Does it itch here?"
"Hmm... It doesn't itch here..."
Shen Zhiyi had begun to close her eyes lazily, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
"So... so comfortable."
“… …”
Jiang Cheng's hand movements suddenly stopped.
After pausing for a long while, he started rubbing again.
Shen Zhiyi closed her eyes and enjoyed her man's service with satisfaction. After about a few minutes, she finally realized that something was wrong.
She opened her eyes slightly, wanting to see Jiang Cheng's expression.
But I saw that he had already knelt on one knee without knowing when.
His dark sword-like eyebrows were unconsciously frowned, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
His breathing became heavier, and his narrow and deep eyes became frighteningly dark.
Jiang Cheng had been staring at Shen Zhiyi's slender white calves since he didn't know when, and the strength in his hands began to increase unconsciously.
He pinched and rubbed her again and again, watching his rough, wheat-colored fingertips sink into her soft flesh, making a small indentation, and then lifting it up.
The strong visual stimulation made him feel hot all over and his scalp tingling.
Unexpectedly, it happened at this time.
The calf in her hand was leisurely raised, and her pink and white toes stepped directly on his tense chest through the vest!
Jiang Cheng's body suddenly froze, and he looked up with a dark light in his eyes.
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