I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

"Look at you! You were hiding behind me, why didn't you come out and explain yourself!"

"I...I don't dare, you madman! Let's go back, what if..."

"What 'what if'? You're all talk and no action, always baring your teeth and brandishing your claws at me, but when it comes to real trouble, you back down. Anyway, it's already like this, let's just have some fun first!"

After saying that, he pulled Su Miaomiao into the house, put the fried food on the computer desk, moved a chair over for Su Miaomiao to sit on, and began to eat and drink heartily.

Su Miaomiao seemed to have nails in her butt, unable to sit still, sometimes crossing her legs and sometimes twisting her waist.

"Stop moving around like a maggot."

"Mind your own business, just keep writing!"

They had agreed to play games, but Su Miaomiao didn't want to anymore. Instead, she watched a TV series and laughed and joked around. He didn't like watching it, so he started typing on the side.

I was typing intently when I felt a weight on my leg. I looked down and saw a pair of little feet wearing pink socks resting on my lap.

Turning to look at the owner of the foot, her face flushed, she pretended to be calm and looked intently at the screen.

"Su Miaomiao, what do you mean?!"

"It's nothing, it's just a bet we made. I figured you definitely couldn't beat me, so I just wanted to cheer you up and show you!"

"I'm telling you seriously, I'm really not a foot fetishist!"

"Then let go!"

"But your feet are really cold. The weather isn't that cold right now, so why are your feet so cold?"

"You scoundrel!"

Even so, she didn't pull her foot back. Instead, she acted as if nothing had happened and started watching the TV series again, blushing.

Ye Feng didn't do anything lewd. He just pinched it with his hand. And it was quite soft, a bit fleshy. He thought to himself that it was nothing, but his hand felt like it was being sucked in by his foot, and he couldn't let go.

After touching it through the sock for a while, Ye Feng wasn't satisfied and secretly pulled off one of the socks.

At this moment, Ye Feng was completely stunned!

Her toes were close together, like pearls. Her nails had no nail polish, but they looked very neat, and they even had a faint pink glow under the light.

Perhaps because her socks were suddenly pulled, her five toes curled slightly downwards, leaving Ye Feng completely stunned!

But not long after, the foot in his hand was pulled back, and Ye Feng was also awakened.

"You scoundrel, and you still say you're not a foot fetishist!"

"Um... I just wanted to warm you up, don't overthink it!"

Su Miaomiao looked at her with a disgusted expression, her face flushed red, clearly embarrassed, using anger to cover up her shyness.

Ye Feng was also embarrassed. What was wrong with him? He had never been like this before!

Su Miaomiao snatched the socks away, quickly put them on, and didn't dare to leave them on Ye Feng's legs. She then put on her shoes.

Ye Feng was somewhat disappointed. It was all his fault; why couldn't he resist taking off his socks so quickly? Otherwise, he could have studied it a little longer!

He was just thinking of an excuse to get Su Miaomiao to let him play with her a little longer. She was really soft, unlike his own feet. Ye Feng even thought...she was kind of cute?

While she was thinking about these random things, Su Miaomiao suddenly clutched her stomach, revealing a pained expression.

"No... Su Miaomiao, you're really overdoing it! I touched your foot, why are you clutching your stomach?! Don't try to scam me!"

"Idiot!"

Su Miaomiao cursed him angrily, then dashed into the bathroom.

"..."

Not long after, Su Miaomiao's voice came from the bathroom.

"You lunatic, do me a favor."

"Huh? Seriously, Su Miaomiao, you can't even wipe your own butt?"

"you!!!"

"Fine, I won't argue with you. I'm on my period, go buy me a... Band-Aid."

"No...you want me to go buy it?"

"What else could it be! You came early, probably because of yesterday's ice cream. Hurry up!"

"Me, a grown man, going to buy this..."

"Ye Feng! What time is it? Hurry up!"

He was genuinely embarrassed, but it seemed like he didn't have any good ideas at the moment. Just then, he came up with a solution.

"Is anyone home? I'll come over and get it for you."

"There shouldn't be anyone here. If I'm near the backpack, you can take it. Go inside and keep walking. The innermost door on the left is my room. It's the drawer under the bedside table."

Su Miaomiao explained in great detail, afraid that Ye Feng had gone to the wrong room.

Ye Feng really wanted to praise himself; he was so smart! Otherwise, he would have had to buy it himself, which would have been so embarrassing!

Grabbing the key, Ye Feng quickly went downstairs. Ninth floor, 901. After seeing the room number, Ye Feng took out the key and opened the door. He had just stepped inside when he was still thinking about changing his shoes.

"Who are you! How do you have a key to my house?!"

"!!!"

"I...I'm Su Miaomiao's classmate. She...she accidentally got her clothes wet, so I came back to get them for her."

He felt his back was soaked and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, but he still gave himself a thumbs up for his quick thinking. He was so smart!

The man standing in the living room stared at Ye Feng with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Why are her clothes wet?"

"Um... I slipped and fell in the bathroom. It's nothing serious, just that my clothes got wet. I'm her deskmate, so she asked me to come back and get her some clothes."

Miao Miao's father was still staring intently at Ye Feng, as if he simply didn't believe him.

But he couldn't say anything too harsh, since it was his daughter's classmate. However, he felt that something was still wrong. Why couldn't all the female classmates come? Why did they have to send a male classmate and even give him his keys?

I was going to say that he went to deliver it, but I only came back temporarily to pick up something, and I have something else to do later.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get it."

She wouldn't even let Ye Feng into the house, but went straight to her daughter's room, took some clean clothes, put them in a bag, and gave them to Ye Feng at the door.

Ye Feng gave an awkward smile, not knowing what to say. He nodded to Miao Miao's father, grabbed his clothes, and ran off quickly. He didn't even take the elevator; he went straight up the emergency staircase!

Seeing the other person's flustered appearance, Miaomiao's father smiled helplessly. He realized he had probably scared the other person and wondered if his daughter would make a fuss when she got back.

Ye Feng ran straight to the eighth floor and took the elevator, but instead of going up, he went straight downstairs. He couldn't buy any band-aids, and they wouldn't be of any use when he went back.

He definitely wouldn't dare go to Miaomiao's mom's convenience store; he couldn't explain it to her. So he had to go further away and find a supermarket.

Standing in front of the band-aid shelf, Ye Feng was confused again. With so many brands and models, how was he supposed to choose?

The supermarket wasn't big, and there weren't any sales assistants. Even if there were, I'd be too embarrassed to ask, so...

"You bought so much?"

"Yes, there are a lot of people in my family. Could you find me a bag to pack them up?"

He made up an excuse, admitting he had bought too much. It took two bags to fill the entire bag before he could finally do so. He then fled the supermarket, barely suppressing a smile, and hurried home.