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Chapter 189 Master Shen, Press Lightly

A faint blush suddenly rose on the girl's cheeks, like the sunset painting a snow-white canvas.

Li Zhi instinctively lowered her eyelids slightly, her long, thick eyelashes trembling, not daring to look into Shen Yuan's eyes.

Tiny toes tucked inside the slippers, unconsciously gripping the soles tightly.

She took a quiet breath and forced herself to relax her curled toes.

"It's just a massage, what's there to be afraid of? It's not like it's the first time I've had one!"

Li Zhi took a deep breath, then mustered up her courage and raised her head to meet Shen Yuan's gaze.

In fact, not only Li Zhi, but Shen Yuan was also looking very nervous at this moment.

After all... no matter how you look at it, his demands were actually a little bit abnormal.

Who in their right mind would think about foot massages all day long?
So when Li Zhi looked at him, Shen Yuan also looked at the girl with a very unsure of himself.

When Li Zhi saw Shen Yuan's equally uncertain gaze, the tension in her heart instantly eased.

Shen Yuan, that idiot, looked even more guilty than I did!
Hmph, what's there to be afraid of!
Li Zhi pursed her lips, but before she could speak, Shen Yuan spoke first.

"You're not comfortable resting like this, why don't you put your legs up on the bed?"

Li Zhi was taken aback.

hiss--

That stinking idiot—does he really have the guts to do this now?

The girl blinked rapidly, as if trying to ward off the impact of Shen Yuan's words.

She felt an even stronger surge of heat rising from the base of her neck, and her nerves, which had just relaxed, tightened again.

The sense of security that came from "he was more guilty than I was" vanished instantly, replaced by the embarrassment of being pushed to another level by "making the best of a bad situation".

"..."

Li Zhi opened his mouth, but his throat felt blocked, and he couldn't make a sound. The words he had prepared to use to cover up his nervousness got stuck on his lips.

She could only stare at Shen Yuan, her eyes filled with accusation and disbelief that he actually dared to bring it up.

Moreover, Shen Yuan is currently in the same situation as yesterday.

The broken jar was broken.

He boldly looked at Li Zhi, waiting for her answer.

Under Shen Yuan's gaze, Li Zhi finally let out a short but clear snort from his nose, filled with utter disgust and barely suppressed panic.

"Hmph! Pervert!"

Shen Yuan showed no panic at all at the word "pervert".

In his and Li Zhi's context, this word was no different from "Shen Yuan".

Sure enough, soon, under Shen Yuan's watchful gaze, the two feet hidden inside the slippers began to move.

The movements were deliberately slow and forceful.

First, the heel rubbed against the sole of the slipper in frustration, making a slight "scratching" sound, as if making a silent protest.

After completing this warm-up exercise, Li Zhicai very slowly lifted his lower legs off the ground.

Her movements were small, but very slow, as if she were deliberately stalling for time.

The moment his feet left the slippers, Li Zhi's movements froze in mid-air.

The top of the sheer ice silk stockings is adorned with a delicate ruffled trim, layer upon layer like newly blossoming lace, encircling the slender ankles.

The delicate rolled edges gently piled up on the arch of the foot, making the skin below appear even more warm and translucent.

The heels, covered by fabric, had a pale pink hue like newly blossomed petals, and shone with a lustrous sheen under the light.

Shen Yuan's gaze suddenly tightened as if by invisible threads, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

The composure I had been maintaining shattered completely upon seeing this scene before me.

Shen Yuan took a deep breath and told himself this.

"It's just a normal massage!"

Although the dam of reason had somewhat crumbled, his gaze was fixed on his feet as if it possessed a self-awareness.

The heels, barely visible through the thin stockings, were delicately adorned with lace trim at the top.

"Oh shit……"

An undeniable burning sensation pierced through the last vestige of self-deception, and he finally, in despair, acknowledged this ironclad truth in his heart.

Li Zhi clearly caught his burning gaze, and his heart felt as if it had been scalded by that gaze, a trace of indescribable fear flashing through his mind.

That gaze was so direct that she felt her ankles burning from its intensity.

This completely out-of-control gaze made her panic, and she subconsciously wanted to pull her foot back.

Strangely, along with this startle, another, even more unfamiliar sense of unease quietly arose.

This feeling diluted the pure embarrassment, causing her to hesitate for a moment.

Finally, under that gaze that seemed to freeze the air, Li Zhi pursed her lips.

Finally, as if he had given up entirely, he stretched out his legs and casually placed them on the bed.

Her heels were silently hidden under the covers, slightly blocking Shen Yuan's view.

The girl raised her chin slightly, deliberately turning her gaze away from Shen Yuan.

"Master Shen, I...I'm tired. What are you still looking at?"

Li Zhi's voice carried a hint of forced arrogance. Before she finished speaking, Shen Yuan could see a deeper blush rise on the girl's cheeks, like a ripe fruit.

"Huh? Oh! Okay, okay!"

Shen Yuan responded as if waking from a dream, his voice a little dry from nervousness.

"...A proper massage...a proper massage..."

Shen Yuan silently recited the pale, powerless incantation in his heart, his gaze refocusing on the pair of jade feet nestled in the soft bed.

At such close range, the visual impact was clearer than ever before.

The sheer ice silk stockings fit perfectly, like a delicate mist, vaguely outlining the contours of Li Zhi's toes.

The outline of each toe is faintly visible beneath the gossamer-thin fabric, like sleeping pearls radiating a warm glow under the mist.

Although... although he had already seen those jade-like feet before, and even personally experienced their smoothness and softness while putting on socks...

But at this moment! Enveloped in this thin mist, the perception is completely different.

Instead of diminishing the effect of the concealment, it fostered a strong desire to peek beneath.

The texture of the socks undulates with the subtle tension, and the undulating curves outlined create a mesmerizing play of light and shadow under the lamp.

At the toes, the thin socks were gently pushed up by the toes, revealing a softer, pinkish-nude color underneath.

The tension gripped my heart once again.

Shen Yuan took a deep breath and reminded himself again.

It was just a massage.

Shen Yuan felt his fingertips burning.

"You...you'd better hurry up..."

Li Zhi's voice, tinged with a barely perceptible embarrassment, came through, but it felt more like a gentle nudge to his tense nerves.

Shen Yuan took a deep breath, then stretched out his fingers and reached towards the ankle covered by thin stockings, slowly and carefully touching that hazy area.

As his fingertips sank into the softness covered by the thin stocking, his fingertips unhesitatingly enveloped Li Zhi's heel with firm and burning force.

With his knuckles slightly bent, he kneaded and massaged the soles of his feet with his fingertips, as if giving them a massage, firmly holding the entire foot in his palm with his controlled force.

When Shen Yuan's fingers touched the soles of her feet, Li Zhi's body tensed up suddenly, as if she had been struck by an electric current.

A blush spread from her cheeks all the way down to her neck.

She could clearly feel the strength of Shen Yuan's fingers, the force penetrating through her socks and landing on the soles of her feet.

The girl dared not look up. Her toes curled slightly beneath her thin socks, but were immobilized by Shen Yuan's grip, leaving her only able to passively endure the shameful assault.

It was clearly a feeling of humiliation, yet mixed with a sense of unfamiliarity, making her heart pound wildly.

The burning sensation spread from her ears, eventually turning into a glistening tear in her eyes. The girl stubbornly turned her head away, pretending to ignore the assault on her feet.

But how could such a strong feeling be ignored?

She could clearly feel the scorching heat enveloping her heels; it felt as if Shen Yuan's palms were branded onto them.

Those eyes, which were trying to appear calm but had already betrayed their embarrassment, began to look around uncontrollably, their long eyelashes fluttering and their gaze flickering in a panic.

Li Zhi didn't dare to look at Shen Yuan's massage movements.

The fingers resting at her side quietly curled up, gripping the hem of her clothes tightly. Her knuckles turned slightly white from the force, creating tiny folds and swirls in the soft fabric.

"It's just that the pressure was applied to the liver area."

Li Zhi held his breath, repeating this weak excuse in his mind over and over again.

However, the foot in Shen Yuan's palm revealed a completely different situation.

Through the snug, thin ice silk socks, he could clearly feel the subtle changes in Li Zhi's feet.

Her slender toes were slightly tense and curled inside the sock, with a hint of resistance, as if she was about to kick or pull her foot out of his palm at any moment.

But just as this force surged to the tips of his toes, it was suppressed by the firm enveloping feeling of his fingers, and he quickly and forcefully pushed it down like a frightened bird, the force instantly loosening.

This subtle resistance, followed by a relaxation, is a frantic restraint—a desire to tense up yet a fear of being noticed and revealing more of one's thoughts.

The soft area beneath Shen Yuan's fingertips was now like a silent battlefield, a silent tug-of-war between tension and embarrassment, a desire to escape yet a forced composure.

But all of this was clearly revealed on the other foot.

The left foot, which Shen Yuan had not yet mastered, completely betrayed his unbearable excitement and embarrassment.

The jade-like foot, clad in the same style of sheer ice silk stockings, had its toes curled up, creating an extremely beautiful and tense curve in its arch.

Immediately, her small, delicate toes began to rub and scratch restlessly back and forth on the soft sheet.

Through the thin socks, her slender toes would sometimes tense up and nervously rub against the fabric, and sometimes curl up, impatiently rubbing the delicate flesh of her toes against the texture of the sheet.

Every movement exuded an indescribable tension, like a helpless resistance that could only be expressed in the suffocating massage sensation.

It's clear that Li Zhi's liver isn't in good condition due to staying up late to study.

Shen Yuan's gaze inadvertently swept over the ripples on the stirred bed sheet, and then settled on the left foot that was rubbing against the bed.

The toes, taut and curled yet stretched beneath the thin socks, silently proclaimed the intense embarrassment and sensations of their owner being massaged.

This was even more direct and vivid than what he felt in his palm.

This undeniable leak ignited an even stronger flame in Shen Yuan's eyes.

Without any hesitation, Shen Yuan's hand swiftly reached out, grabbing Li Zhi's slender and delicate left ankle with the speed and precision of a hawk hunting its prey!
"ah--!"

A gasp burst from Li Zhi's throat, filled with a completely out-of-control panic.

Her body jolted as if struck by lightning, and she almost pulled her legs back off the bed. However, Shen Yuan's hands were like two scorching iron clamps, one on the left and one on the right, firmly fixing her ankles in place.

His right ankle and heel were still being held and rubbed by his left hand, and now his left foot was also being held by those hot fingers.

Both of their delicate feet had become the other's spoils, firmly nailed to the soft bed.

The composure he had barely maintained just moments before was completely shattered by this sudden capture.

Li Zhi froze, his mind going completely blank.

The feeling of being controlled instantly spread from her feet throughout her body, rendering her unable to move.

She even forgot to breathe; her chest rose and fell slightly with the short gasp, then she fell into a suffocating stillness.

"You...you, you..."

Just as Li Zhi was about to say something, he felt Shen Yuan's thumbs gently rubbing against the soles of his feet.

At this moment, it felt as if all the blood in my body rushed to my bound feet.

The scalding heat through the socks exploded like an electric current from both of the areas being held, a sensation several times stronger than when only one foot was being massaged earlier!
An indescribable throbbing sensation came from the tight band around my ankle.

Her toes, whether held in the palm or just grasped, instinctively curled downwards in that instant.

But he could only sink deeper into Shen Yuan's hot and powerful fingers, all in vain.

At that moment, Li Zhi felt like a soldier who had been completely disarmed, unable to do anything effective in resisting except to stiffly endure the double embarrassment under Shen Yuan's control.

Shen Yuan's thumb continued to rub the soles of her feet repeatedly. The scalding force penetrated the thin fabric of her ice-silk stockings, shooting straight up her spine like a tiny electric current, further intensifying the extremely embarrassing throbbing.

Li Zhi felt as if his heart was about to burst in his chest.

She instinctively closed her eyelids, her vision blurred by the mist, her gaze frantically sweeping towards the corner of the bed sheet.

She didn't dare look at Shen Yuan's face, much less at her own jade feet being held in his palms.

My throat was so dry and tight that even swallowing became extremely difficult, as if I were being entangled by invisible threads.

Li Zhi took a quiet breath, trying to calm her wildly beating heart, but the continuous pressure from the soles of her feet brought a wave of strange shame over her, forcing her to finally lose control.

The girl's lips trembled slightly, her voice barely audible, carrying a barely perceptible sob and pleading tone, as it struggled to escape from between her lips, burned by shame:
"Master Shen... Master Shen... press, press gently... it hurts a little..."

Before she could finish speaking, she buried her chin even deeper, her cheek almost touching her collarbone, as if that feeble plea had exhausted all her courage.

At the same time, her sock-covered feet shrank further into Shen Yuan's palm, receiving a clearer tactile feedback that caused her to let out a short, barely suppressed moan.

At this moment, Li Zhi felt as shy as a ripe fruit.

The heat that burned from her ankles to her cheeks, and the panic that betrayed her when she was forced to speak, all proclaimed that she had been completely captivated by this pure shyness.

When Shen Yuan heard her faint, mosquito-like plea, his heart skipped a beat, as if he were gently hooked by the last syllable of the word "pain".

He nodded almost subconsciously, his Adam's apple bobbing laboredly, and replied with a soft, "...Okay."

The domineering, scalding force on her fingertips finally subsided a little, and the kneading motion gradually slowed down.

The palm that had been gripping me like an iron clamp now relaxed into a perfectly fitting embrace, leaving only a layer of restrained and gentle warmth.

As the force receded, his knuckles loosened slightly, yet he stubbornly maintained his clenched grip.

The aggressive kneading was diluted into a careful caress, yet it stubbornly lingered on the delicate arch of the foot covered by the thin ice silk stockings, refusing to let go completely.

In this deliberately slowed, ambiguous caress, Shen Yuan slightly tightened his fingers, and unconsciously brushed the knuckles of her slender ankle against the piled-up wood trim below.

"Is this okay?"

Li Zhi still looked the same.

The deliberately slowed kneading not only failed to relieve the heat, but instead made the shameful sensation penetrate the nerves more clearly through the thin stockings.

"...Okay, that's fine."

The moment she finished speaking, her curled toes unconsciously brushed against Shen Yuan's palm inside her sock.

Feeling the light, cat-like scratching of Li Zhi's toes, Shen Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed violently.

He had a strange urge to move his feet to another place.

With what little reason he had left, Shen Yuan's thumb gently pinched her arch again through the misty, ice-silk fabric.

After that, Shen Yuan suddenly said, "Okay, all done! I'm going to wash my face!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yuan abruptly pulled his hands back, as if afraid he would change his mind.

The hand that had been tightly gripping her jade-like foot suddenly withdrew.

Shen Yuan almost jumped to his feet.

The movements were incredibly fast, almost frantic and disheveled, and the knee even accidentally bumped against the edge of the bed with a dull thud.

Ignoring the pain in his knees, as if a raging flood was chasing him, Shen Yuan practically ran into the bathroom.

With a loud "bang!", the bathroom door was slammed shut, followed by the continuous, intense sound of running water from the faucet being turned on to its maximum.

The room fell silent instantly.

All that remained was the abrupt sound of water, and a lingering, subtle sensation of the boy's fingertips rubbing against his thin, silky socks.

(End of this chapter)