Her jade-like feet were as smooth and white as milk to the touch.
The jade-toned toes carried a subtle coolness.
The thin, snow-white skin even revealed a few beautiful veins.
I gently squeezed a few times, feeling nothing but pleasure in my palm, as if I were holding a treasure.
"Um, Zhang Yang, why are you touching my feet?"
Qiao Yuxin felt ticklish and tensed her soles nervously.
A peculiar sensation also wrapped around her heart.
"Miss Qiao, I'm doing some massage therapy."
I shamelessly couldn't get enough of it.
"But this isn't the affected area."
"I need to start from around it. Miss Qiao, it doesn't hurt, does it?"
"It's not painful, just a bit ticklish."
Qiao Yuxin nodded slightly, her face tinged with a light blush.
A tingling sensation swept over her in waves.
Not only did it make her heart itch in longing, but even the pores on her skin relaxed and opened.
Both her legs were straightened.
