It left Jiangg Ning at a loss for how to refuse.
Even though he was her boyfriend, Chen Yuan had been very restrained with his gaze. He wasn't staring at her as unscrupulously as he had with Jiangg Yao earlier, and Jiangg Ning, without a doubt, appreciated this very much. She had been incredibly shy at first, but during these forty-plus minutes, there had been very few moments that actually made her feel uncomfortable—well, except for now.
He stared at Jiangg Ning's knees, which were pressed lightly together out of shyness. His gaze fell to her soft, fair feet, her toes resting on the smooth, wet floor mat.
It was just that Ningning's feet were truly beautiful. Each toe was so exquisite and slender, the nails perfectly rounded, the top of her foot glowing with a pale luster.
"Let's start with your feet," he said, reaching out to grab her foot.
She jumped in surprise, pulling back reflexively.
"Um... I can do it myself, Chen. I can just give them a quick scrub with one hand."
