“Xiyan ……. This feels so nice, let’s just stay here all day~~ I’ve turned into a total slob.”
“Then you might as well go home.”
Shen Xiyan spoke as he kneaded her little feet.
A voice in his heart whispered: Actually, sitting here all day isn’t so bad. Smooth, soft, tender—kneading them is just so satisfying.
He was the only one in the world with this privilege. But his underwear felt increasingly snug.
“There’s no you at home.” Qin Sheng pouted. “I want to sit next to you.”
“Aren’t you doing that now?”
“I mean, I want to sit—right—beside—you!”
Shen Xiyan stared at her for a moment, then shook his head. “…Nonsense.”
Qin Sheng shot him a sulky look. What an unromantic jerk.
“I’m so tired, I almost want to shower and sleep.”
“Oh, please! We’ve only been out for two hours and you’re already whining? And you call yourself a girl?”
Girls shopping for hours is the same as guys gaming for hours—when you love it, you never get tired.
“But not all girls like shopping, you know. What I like is ‘with you,’ understand?” Qin Sheng wiggled her toes, using them to poke at Shen Xiyan’s belly.
One moment, she’d brush against his pecs; the next, slide down to his abs. Sometimes, with a wicked glint, she’d twirl her toes in his bellybutton.
Their intimacy was obvious to the naked eye. It felt so good.
Sometimes Shen Xiyan would tense his abs on purpose. She hated it, and would rub her heel against him with a hint of annoyance until he had to relent and relax his stomach.
She just liked stepping on his soft, bouncy belly, the way a kitten loves kneading.
“Xiyan~~ Wanna feel my belly too?”
“No.”
“Come on, feel it! Before buying a house, you have to inspect it. Someday your son or daughter will live in here—don’t you want peace of mind?”
“Get away! Once you’re rested, put your feet down, understand?”
“No! With the tofu right in front of me, how could I not seize this possibly once-in-a-lifetime chance to restore my girlfriend’s glory? It’s my duty!”
“If there’s a chance, we can go to bed and see what’s what—then you’ll know just how much stamina I’ve got… Ow—there’s a lot of hair on your stomach!”
Qin Sheng’s toes slid a bit lower, brushing his body hair…
“I heard people with lots of body hair are really, you know, strong. Are you going to bully me all night?”
Shen Xiyan glanced at Qin Sheng’s eager gaze and thought, I probably won’t bully you all night.
More likely, you’ll cling to me, calling me “hubby,” kissing me over and over, glued to me the whole night.
Tch! What am I even thinking?
“Stop wriggling! Where do you think you’re poking? Don’t push it!”
Shen Xiyan grabbed both of Qin Sheng’s feet.
Her toenails were rosy and pretty, her soles soft and delicate, her arches beautifully curved. From tip to heel, to ankle, every inch of her feet was perfect.
“No way~~”
Qin Sheng lifted her head, gazing at Shen Xiyan with deep affection.
Her flawless little face was close at hand, pupils black as the purest onyx, reflecting his image.
Your eyes hold the world, but my eyes hold only you.
With her looking at him like that, Shen Xiyan found it hard to refuse.
Then Qin Sheng gripped his longest hair between her toes and gave it a gentle tug.
“Hey! That hurts!” Shen Xiyan tried to protest.
But under that gaze, anything he said felt superfluous—whatever he said would be wrong.
“Don’t force me. I said, there are some lines I won’t cross. I already let it go when you slapped me there, and now this?”
“So what if I do? What, are you going to spank me? Hah, I’d love that~~”
Without a word, Shen Xiyan wrapped an arm around her calf, and with the other hand, mischievously stroked her soft arch.
“What did you just say? I didn’t catch it, Student Qin Sheng. Could you repeat that?”
Qin Sheng’s body froze instantly.
“Xi… Xiyan… I was wrong…”
“Too late for regrets now.”
“Ah! That tickles!”
The tingling sensation from her arch spread through her whole body.
Qin Sheng shrieked and squirmed in Shen Xiyan’s arms, but with so many people around, she didn’t dare go overboard and could only grit her teeth and endure.
Shen Xiyan was having the time of his life. Qin Sheng writhed on the chair, but couldn’t escape.
In the end, she was both laughing and crying, her face flushed red, collapsing weakly on his shoulder, sobbing with little hiccups.
“Qin Sheng?” Shen Xiyan immediately stopped and nudged her.
Qin Sheng slapped his hand away and cried, “You’re always bullying me…”
“You’re the one who wouldn’t behave,” Shen Xiyan muttered.
“Your body belongs to me today.”
“That doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want!”
“Well, it’s your fault for growing it! I’ll shave it off someday! I’m the Little Rich Lady—you’d better know your place as a Kept Man!”
“Don’t you dare!”
“I…”
Qin Sheng was at a loss for words and threatened, “Believe it or not, I’ll report you to my aunt.”
Shen Xiyan pursed his lips, unconcerned.
Qin Sheng pretended to wipe her tears. “Say you’re sorry, now.”
“Alright, alright, I’m sorry.”
“No sincerity!”
“Take it or leave it.” Shen Xiyan smacked her arch with a pop.
“Ow!”
“Stop faking it. I barely touched you—how can that hurt?”
“It really hurts!”
Qin Sheng turned her foot over to show him her heel. Shen Xiyan was instantly speechless.
“Seriously, didn’t you notice you got a blister?”
“Huh? A blister? I thought it was just a sore spot from rubbing.”
Shen Xiyan couldn’t help feeling sorry for her. “How long has it been since you last walked anywhere? How are you this delicate?”
“Always…”
“I give up. Wait here for me. I’ll go buy a needle!”
“Oh…” Qin Sheng nodded sensibly. “Then hurry back, okay… Wait, just give me your phone.”
“What for?”
“Just give it to me!”
Qin Sheng stuck her hand into Shen Xiyan’s pocket, accidentally brushing somewhere she shouldn’t.
Pretending it was unintentional.
Shen Xiyan: “!!!”
“What’s the password?”
“Even if I don’t say it, a die-hard Sister-con like you would use Wenwen’s birthday, at most with some pinyin added.”
The word “Sister-con” stabbed Shen Xiyan like a knife. His brow twitched hard. “Is there a chance… Wenwen’s birthday is also mine?”
Qin Sheng covered her ears, refusing to listen. She started a video call on her own phone. “Alright! Take it—go and come back quick.”
“You’re really free today.”
Shen Xiyan got up hurriedly.
It wasn’t hard to find a needle and thread—plenty at the two-yuan shop. He bought a lighter for sterilizing it, too.
Qin Sheng watched the whole thing via livestream, so she wasn’t worried at all.
Whenever Shen Xiyan walked too fast, Qin Sheng would even tell him to slow down, don’t get sweaty.
When he came back, Shen Xiyan was just another face in the crowd.
But where other passersby could only marvel at Qin Sheng’s looks as they walked by, he went right over and hugged her calf like it was his.
Envy of all around.
“Relax your foot! Don’t tense up.”
Shen Xiyan used the lighter to quickly sterilize the needle, eyeing the little blister on Qin Sheng’s foot with anticipation.
This was as satisfying as popping a pimple.
“Xiyan… I’m scared it’ll hurt…”
“It doesn’t. When Wenwen got a blister during PE tests, I popped it for her too—doesn’t hurt as much as a mosquito bite.”
“Really?” Qin Sheng eyed him warily.
“Would I lie to you?”
Qin Sheng thought for a moment, then grinned and shook her head, trustingly stretching out her little foot. “Nope! Xiyan would never lie to me!!!”
And her body shivered.
Shen Xiyan sighed, helpless. “If you’re really scared, just close your eyes and grit your teeth. It’ll be over in a second.”
“Okay…”
Qin Sheng leaned hard into her ‘fragile girl’ persona, shutting her eyes and not daring to look.
It really did feel like a mosquito bite, and then Shen Xiyan let go of her foot.
“All done.”
“That fast? Pff! So unlucky!”
“What’s unlucky…”
Shen Xiyan suddenly realized and sighed quietly.
It was unlucky, in a way.
But it’s just popping a blister—what, did she expect him to take two hours? And then have Qin Sheng, exhausted, ask him: [(pus) Is it still not out yet?]
“Alright, alright…” Shen Xiyan wiped away the pus with a wet tissue. “So gross!”
Qin Sheng pouted and pinched his ear. “Don’t call me gross. Never, ever.”
“Then can I say you stink?” Shen Xiyan brought the hand holding her foot up to her nose.
Qin Sheng giggled and dodged away. “Xiyan~~ No! Don’t!”
“Can’t even stand to smell your own feet?”
“Isn’t that normal? I can eat lollipops—can you?”
“You can only complain about my feet now, but later, you’ll probably be sucking on my toes—”
“Heh—~”
“Heh––”
Two mocking chuckles.
Shen Xiyan laughed at her naivete.
Qin Sheng laughed at his childishness.
Milk won’t stay put.
Honey works, but it’s too sticky and overwhelmingly sweet.
Cream looks nice, but once you squeeze it, it turns into gross, stringy mess.
The best is frozen yogurt.
Don’t ask her how she knows.
“Give me another massage… Keep going till noon, then we’ll go eat, and then watch a movie.”
“So you want a two-hour massage?”
“…Well, you’re not losing out! Selling your body means you need the proper mindset. [Auntie!!!]
Back when I just had surgery, I went four or five hours without blinking!”
“You don’t have to emphasize it like that.”
Shen Xiyan’s palm wrapped gently around her arch, massaging and kneading softly. When he found a sore spot, she couldn’t help but jerk her leg, making a childish little moan that sent shivers through him.
Whenever that happened, Qin Sheng closed her eyes.
Her tender fingers unconsciously traced lightly up Shen Xiyan’s arm with her nails—a sign of how comfortable she felt.
Shen Xiyan, who’d once had his whole back scratched up by her, knew this all too well.
“Xiyan… can I ask you a question?”
“What are we having for lunch?”
“You’re so annoying! I’m not a pig… I wanted to ask, during lunch breaks at school, can I do squats on you while you sleep?” Qin Sheng asked politely.
“Get lost!”
“Waaah… Then what are we eating for lunch?”
Shen Xiyan:
Didn’t you just say you’re not a pig?