The sometimes light and sometimes heavy kneading made her feet feel a little uncomfortable. Even if she was not afraid of itch, a strange feeling would arise in her heart, as if she was gently bitten by millions of ants.
Opening her eyes, she saw Zhong Yisheng opposite her, lowered her head and gently massaged her feet.
This feeling happened six years ago.
When she was dancing "Swan Lake" with him, she asked him to help massage the soles of her feet.
At that time, once her foot was injured, Zhong Yisheng helped her massage.
Time flies, as if no one around her exists. She is still the gentle and shy girl, and he is the handsome and handsome boy.
In the quiet dance studio, on the smooth wooden floor, he was like this, gently pressing her.
"Be careful. I'm going to use my strength."
Zhong Yisheng looked up at her.
She bit her lip and nodded, with a faint blush on her face. Maybe it was because she had drunk alcohol, or maybe it was because she felt a little embarrassed.
She seemed a little nervous, and even the soles of her feet were still trembling gently in his palm.
He raised his head and saw that she looked a little embarrassed and afraid of pain. He looked so cute Ruoxue.
Ruoxue.........
His hands were holding her slender feet, but suddenly, he stopped the pressing on his hands.
At this moment, the two people suddenly looked at each other's eyes.
But I forgot my words.
One second, two seconds.
"Hey, are you okay?"
The first thing he realized was Leng Yunting. Perhaps he was concerned about it. From the beginning, he was extremely angry with Zhong Yisheng's good luck.
Today, Luo Qingxue's attitude towards him changed several times, which was different from others.
He clearly felt that they should have known each other in the past.
It’s strange that Luo Qingxue is from Yancheng, and before Zhong Yisheng went abroad, he came from Binhai City!
Logically speaking, these two should not be recognized at all.
But..............
What's going on with this strange sense of familiarity?
Looking at him holding her jade feet, the two of them stared at each other in a daze.
No matter how he looked at it, why did he want to disassemble these two people!
Moreover, what happened to Luo Qingxue's face was blushing and shy and timid?
Seeing her petal-like lower lip being bitten, her eyes as mist in the dark pearls. However, her face was red like the sunset in the sky, like a young wife who was about to be ravaged and trampled.
Same!
Zhong Yisheng reacted immediately by his voice, and he lowered his head: "Miss Luo, are you ready? It will hurt a lot."
"Yes." Luo Qingxue hummed a light sound from her nose, with a strong nasal sound, and it sounded like a lazy urban girl.
That feeling is extremely sexy and extremely attractive.
Leng Yunting looked at it and almost felt the urge to slam the door and exit!
This woman, will this woman...... so amazing!
It was just a man who helped her massage the soles of her feet. She, did she?
Zhong Yisheng dared not agree anymore.
He looked at her white soles, as if he was about to see a hole, and he was extremely focused.
Taking a deep breath, he gently turned her swollen ankle twice, and then twisted it hard!