The dark, old-style room carried the unique fragrance of an unmarried young girl.
I inhaled the scent lingering in the air, and my body tensed up several times over.
I hadn’t been this nervous at first, but now I didn’t even know how to proceed.
I wanted to change the subject.
“Y-you…”
“Did you bring that thing?”
How could Su Liumeng not know what I was talking about…
The moment the words left my mouth, I wished I could slap myself.
What kind of trash mouth is this?
How did I bring that up of all things?
Damn it, shut up already.
Why do I always bring up the worst possible topic?
“Heh, am I unable to satisfy you, baby?”
Su Liumeng kept moving closer, and my heart began to lose its rhythm along with her steps.
“I definitely brought it. I just didn’t expect baby to be so unsatisfied.”
“Using it is fine, but I’d rather give myself a chance to prove something.”
A sudden chill brushed against my thigh.
I jumped in shock and lowered my head, only to see a tail covered in scales—
Like how two kittens instinctively wrap their tails around each other when they grow close, it quietly coiled itself around my smooth, jade-like thigh.
“Su Liumeng…”
My voice was already trembling.
“N-no, don’t just take your tail out like that.”
The surroundings were silent, except for the chaotic rhythm of my heartbeat.
I subconsciously took a step back, only to be pinned against the wall by Su Liumeng, who had already partially transformed into a dragon.
“Baby, you’re being naughty.”
“This is something you agreed to yourself.”
“You said you’d let me eat you clean.”
“……”
How could you say something so shameful with such a casual expression?
Of course you didn’t mind.
But has it ever occurred to you that the one being eaten clean… is me?
How am I supposed to stay calm?
My first instinct was to escape.
But then I thought—if I backed out again at the last moment, how disappointed Su Liumeng would be.
This was something I had promised long ago.
In private, who knows how long Su Liumeng had been looking forward to this.
By both emotion and reason, I shouldn’t run away.
I lowered my gaze, my eyelashes trembling nonstop. Hearing her words, I stopped resisting intimacy.
Su Liumeng’s heartbeat throbbed with excitement. Unable to suppress herself any longer, she forcefully wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted me up.
The sudden weightlessness made my body go rigid.
At that moment, I felt like livestock waiting to be slaughtered—able only to let others do whatever they wanted with me.
Beneath my skirt, my smooth legs were exposed as cool air rushed in with the princess carry.
Instinctively, I tried to escape this unsafe posture.
Without the restraint of safety shorts, I didn’t even dare think about what Su Liumeng could so easily see.
“S-Su Liumeng…”
“C-can you pull my skirt down a bit?”
I didn’t dare lift my head to see her expression—to see whether she was staring at my body.
Why did my skirt roll up after she carried me? Sh-shouldn’t it be… unintentional?
“No one will see. There isn’t a single person nearby.”
Even though Su Liumeng said that, her eyes never left my tightly tensed legs.
The snow-white, jade-like thighs, with faint glimpses of pale skin showing through, made her breathing grow heavier, her gaze unable to look away.
When that clean, untouched color was completely stained—what kind of heartbeat would it stir in her?
Su Liumeng couldn’t even imagine it.
Because—she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to control herself.
“So as long as there’s no one else, it’s fine?” I asked in a seemingly innocent, slightly dull tone that Su Liumeng found irresistible.
“In theory, yes.”
Such a silly, pointless question—yet Su Liumeng still answered it seriously.
My face burned as I heard that, and I had no idea how to respond.
Not until Su Liumeng rather domineeringly tossed me onto the bed.
I opened my eyes, already misted with moisture.
My small hands instinctively clenched the bedsheets beneath me.
“It’s definitely going to hurt.”
Hearing my attempt to call it off, Su Liumeng fell into thought for a moment.
“It won’t hurt too much.”
“…Yeah, I guess.”
“It’s not the first time anyway.” My voice was dry, my throat just as parched.
“T-the second time… it’ll still hurt, right?”
“Hard to say.” Su Liumeng answered honestly.
I shot her an aggrieved look.
She always said the kind of truth that scared me, and never bothered to comfort my nerves.
“I’ve mastered the technique already. It definitely won’t hurt.” Su Liumeng promised with full confidence.
I shot her a glare.
“Where exactly did you ‘master’ that technique?”
“How come I don’t know you even had time to practice?”
“Last time, didn’t you just—get stuck on me?”
“Not necessarily.” Su Liumeng deliberately dragged out her tone.
“You can guess.”
I suddenly realized what she meant.
I bolted upright on the bed, eyes wide.
“Y-you didn’t practice on yourself, did you?!”
“That’s way too desperate!”
I wanted to scold Su Liumeng, but I had no moral high ground whatsoever.
In the end, I couldn’t even finish my sentence.
“And you have the nerve to call me desperate?”
“If I’m desperate, it’s because you trained me that way…”
“I’m already an adult. How could I not have any physical needs?”
“You think everyone’s like you—whether you do it or not, it makes no difference?”
“You’re fine all day long like nothing ever happens.”
“Calling you a rock is already a compliment, saying you’ve got ‘taste.’”
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly shifted.
“Or maybe… you’ve just never experienced it before.”
“After this time, you might actually develop an interest.”
I didn’t quite hear what she said after that.
“Who are you calling a rock?”
I clenched my back teeth, almost out of spite, and pulled down my collar, deliberately exposing a large stretch of snow-white shoulder.
Su Liumeng’s breathing hitched instantly.
“I’ll prove it to you today.”
Su Liumeng let out a soft laugh and leaned closer.
“Alright. Then let me see how baby isn’t a rock.”
Her hand slipped in from behind.
One second ago, I was still talking big.
The next second, I turned into a coward again, shrinking back.
“B-buttons—”
“What did you say?”
“B-butt mud?”
“I said buttons!”
I snapped in embarrassment, my entire face turning red as if it might bleed.
How could she say something with the destructive power of a level-100 dirty joke without any sense of shame at all?
I retreated again, almost to the headboard.
Su Liumeng reached for my calf—but as I jerked back, she ended up grabbing one soft, boneless foot instead.
My smooth, delicate skin pressed against her fingers, like kneading the finest milk pudding.
The small, exquisite foot wasn’t even as big as her palm.
Su Liumeng froze.
She was genuinely stunned.
How did she… accidentally…
That flawless jade foot she could never tear her eyes away from, the crystal-clear nails—was now right there in her grasp.
She could do anything she wanted with it.
Porcelain-white skin, tinged with a faint blush, like a plum blossom waiting to be picked.
The arch curved slightly, forming a perfect line.
Enough to make any foot fetishist’s breathing grow heavy.
Like the greatest gift a god could bestow upon humanity.
Any flaw one could find in an ordinary person simply did not exist on Si Xinyan’s body.
Skin as soft as a baby’s, without even the slightest callus from walking.
Su Liumeng swallowed hard.
Her voice stuttered, yet her grip showed no intention of loosening.
“S-sorry… I-I didn’t mean to…”
A tingling current spread through my heart. I instinctively tried to pull my foot back,
but her grip was too tight.
The sensation alone already made me go weak, and now, being firmly held after my failed struggle the restraint intensified the stimulation against my scalp.
My whole body trembled.
A mosquito-like sound escaped my throat, with a hint of coy charm that didn’t match my innocent appearance—something even I didn’t realize myself.
“If you’re apologizing, then let go already.”
Who apologizes while doing something even worse?
I had no strength left at all.
My angry tone sounded more like—almost as if I were enticing her to go further.
The string in Su Liumeng’s heart snapped.
The pressure of her fingers increased unconsciously.
“Ah—!”
I couldn’t hold it in and bit down hard on my lip.
“Su Liumeng, how can you do this…”
Humiliation spread through me.
Tears welled up in my eyes, tiny pearls trembling on the verge of falling.
The electric sensation kept surging from the sole of my foot, constantly reminding me what was happening between me and Su Liumeng.
This was a kind of grievance and helplessness I’d never felt before—not even when I’d already given myself completely to her.
I struggled as hard as I could.
Su Liumeng’s heart nearly stopped.
Her most longed-for fantasy had come true in such a way.
She wanted to continue.
To do even more thrilling, blood-pounding things.
But reason prevailed.
With reluctance, she loosened her grip.
There was still so much time ahead.
There would definitely be chances in the future.
If she really made her wife cry, she’d be completely finished.
The shame and embarrassment of being held by the foot gradually eased in my heart.
I kept biting my red lip, barely stopping myself from crying.