"Got a cramp?"
He grabbed her foot and gave the sole a firm tap, carefully controlling the strength so as not to hurt her ankle, soothing the cramp pain as a result.
After all the fuss, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the fragrance on her body only grew stronger.
Lu Qing put down her foot, pulled her into his arms, and let his fingers rest on her collarbone. Her delicate and seductive collarbone exuded an irresistible allure.
Qin Miaomiao finally realized—clearly, Lu Qing didn't just have a fetish for her feet; he had an obsession with her entire body, didn't he?
She slapped away his wandering hand and declared righteously:
"No touching."
"Oh? No touching where?"
"No touching anywhere!"
Lu Qing leaned closer, resting his head on her shoulder, and teased with a smile:
"If no touching is allowed, then I'll just have to kiss you."
