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Chapter 39 Just as I was about to fall asleep, the door opened again?! Xiao Rou offered herself again! Cat paw stockings!

This time, Chen Mo didn't pretend to be asleep.

He opened his eyes, threw off the covers, sat up, and looked towards the door.

Xiao Rou tiptoed into the room, her long, pinkish-purple hair cascading over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled, gleaming softly in the moonlight.

She glanced at Chen Mo, a sweet smile spreading across her face, her eyes curving like a crescent moon.

She put her index finger to her lips in a "shh" gesture, then gently closed the door and twisted the lock.

With a click, the door locked from the inside.

Chen Mo looked at her with surprise, only then noticing that she had changed out of her cotton pajamas and put on her usual pink and white JK uniform.

She wore a short skirt, a white shirt with a small bow at the collar, and nothing on her legs, revealing two long, snow-white legs that gleamed softly in the moonlight.

Why change clothes so late at night?

Chen Mo was somewhat confused.

After locking the door, Xiaorou tiptoed to the bedside.

She stood by the bed, biting her cherry lips, looking at Chen Mo with seductive eyes. Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to hold a pool of spring water that could not be melted away. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and two light blushes floated on her cheeks, like a thin layer of rouge just applied in the moonlight.

A smile played at the corners of her lips, delicate and alluring, carrying the unique naiveté of a young girl and a deliberately imitated charm.

The two completely different qualities blended together, like a glass of red wine with honey, sweet and intoxicating.

She spoke softly, her voice as gentle as a cotton candy, the last syllable rising in a slightly coquettish tremor.

"Brother Mo, I still can't sleep, what should I do?"

Chen Mo looked at the fairy-like girl in front of him and shook his head with a helpless smile.

Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.

Xiao Rou's body was as light as a leaf. She fell into his arms with his help, her long pinkish-purple hair spreading out in his arms, the strands brushing against his chin, tickling him.

He lowered his head, preparing to kiss her.

A hand was placed in front of his lips.

Xiao Rou's fingers touched his lips, her fingertips slightly cool, with the softness unique to a young girl.

"Brother Mo, don't rush."

She blinked, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, revealing a mysterious smile.

"Look what good stuff I brought."

She pulled out a package from behind her back as if by magic and held it up in front of Chen Mo.

The transparent plastic packaging contained a wad of white, gossamer-thin fabric.

It was a pack of stockings.

Xiao Rou chuckled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, her voice tinged with a hint of smugness.

"Look, I bought this specially at the jewelry store."

Chen Mo glanced down and recognized the packaging of the stockings.

He did buy it for Xiaorou at the jewelry store last night. He glanced at it when he paid, but didn't pay attention, assuming that she bought it because she didn't have any stockings to wear.

I never expected that this little girl prepared it especially for me.

It's quite romantic.

Chen Mo thought to himself.

Xiaorou opened the packaging and shook out the stockings inside.

The white stockings were so thin they were almost transparent in the moonlight, the fabric gleaming with a soft sheen, like the first rays of morning light on a lotus leaf.

Chen Mo's gaze fell upon the soles of her stockinged feet, and her breath caught in her throat.

The soles of those stockings were designed in the shape of cat paws, with pink paw pad patterns printed on the white stockings. They were plump and pink, and each paw pad was round and full, just like a real cat paw stepping on the stockings.

These are actually a pair of white cat paws.

Chen Mo felt his breathing change rhythm, his heart beat faster, and his gaze was fixed on the pair of cat paws, unable to look away.

Looking at Chen Mo's expression, Xiao Rou smiled inwardly, knowing that she had made the right choice in buying these socks.

She spent a long time browsing through the jewelry store, flipping through several shelves before finally finding these cat paw socks.

These are all her little schemes.

Xiao Rou smiled slightly, placed the pair of white cat paw stockings on the edge of the bed, bent down, supported herself on the edge of the bed with both hands, raised one leg, pointed her toes, and slowly put the stockings on her toes.

The white stockings started from the toes, slowly wrapping around the soles of the feet, ankles, calves, and knees, all the way up to the thighs.

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the leg encased in stockings. The white fabric gleamed softly on her shapely calves, and the stockings were so thin that one could vaguely see the fair skin beneath.

She switched to the other leg, making the same movements, the same slowness, the same delicacy.

After she finished dressing, she stood up, took a step back, and stood in the brightest part of the moonlight.

The pink and white JK skirt reached just to the middle of her thighs, and her two legs, covered in white stockings, were straight and long. The stockings shimmered with a faint silver light under the moonlight, like they were covered with a thin layer of frost.

Xiao Rou even deliberately crossed her legs, showing Chen Mo the cat paw pattern on the soles of her feet. The pink paw pads stood out against the white stockings, plump and tender, like the paws of a newborn kitten.

Her toes twitched slightly inside her stockings. Through the moonlight, the outline of her toes could be seen in the white stockings; each one was round, full, and pink, like five neatly arranged pearls.

Chen Mo had never considered himself a foot fetishist before.

But at this moment, he began to doubt himself.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Rou secretly chuckled to herself.

She tilted her head, a smug smile playing on her lips, her voice soft and gentle, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

"Is it good-looking, Brother Mo?"

Chen Mo nodded, his voice lower than usual, honest and unadorned.

"nice."

He finally understood why Xiaorou had specifically changed into a JK skirt.

These stockings only look good with this short skirt. The skirt hem falls to mid-thigh, perfectly revealing the stockings in their fullest state.

If you wear pajama bottoms with it, then you won't be able to tell anything at all.

Xiao Rou giggled and moved even closer, her body almost pressed against Chen Mo's chest.

She lifted one leg and gently placed her foot, wrapped in white cat-paw stockings, on Chen Mo's lap, the pink pads of her foot directly against his thigh.

"Brother Mo, feel these stockings. They're really nice and smooth."

Chen Mo didn't stand on ceremony.

He reached out and placed his palm on the calf covered in white stockings. The touch was smooth and soft, the fabric of the stockings flowing like water under his palm, and the skin underneath was warm and elastic.

It is indeed quite slippery.

What happened next was a natural progression.

Two hours later.

Xiao Rou lay in Chen Mo's arms, her whole body like a puddle of melted water, her long pinkish-purple hair spread across his chest, the strands messy, a few stray hairs sticking to her sweaty forehead.

Her eyes seemed to hold a pool of spring water, shimmering and sparkling, with a blush at the corners and fine mist clinging to her eyelashes.

Her face was flushed, from the base of her neck all the way to the tips of her ears, down to her collarbone, and even to the edges of the little rose tattoo. She looked like she had just been pulled out of hot water.

Xiao Rou pressed her ear against Chen Mo's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, feeling completely enveloped in a sense of security, warm and happy.

She longed to stay lying in Mo Ge's arms forever, to stay there forever.

Chen Mo placed his hand on her smooth shoulder, his fingertips gently caressing her skin, and he felt his mind completely relax.

It's like a computer having all its cache cleared, leaving it completely blank, clean, light, and incredibly comfortable.

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The sky outside the window changed from deep black to dark blue, with a faint gray-white tinge showing on the farthest horizon.

Chen Mo gently patted her bottom, his voice low and gentle.

"Alright, it's time to go back."

Xiao Rou pouted, her lips slightly protruding, like a wronged kitten, her voice incredibly sweet and innocent.

"No, please, let me hug you a little longer."

Chen Mo smiled helplessly and turned his head to look out the window.

"It's almost dawn."

Xiao Rou looked in the direction of his self-light and found that it was indeed getting light.

Her face turned even redder, and she buried her face in Chen Mo's neck, her voice muffled, carrying a hint of shy coquettishness.

"It's all because you're so amazing, Brother Mo."

The thought of the two hours she and Mo had spent together made her face flush and her heart race.

My whole body feels like it's falling apart. My back aches, my legs feel weak, and I don't even want to move my fingers.

Chen Mo smiled and gently stroked her waist with his hand.

"Who gave you the right to resort to these little tricks?"

Xiao Rou chuckled, lifted her head from the crook of his neck, looked at him with bright almond eyes, and a sly smile played on her lips.

"So, Mo-ge, do you like him?"

Chen Mo nodded honestly.

"like."

Xiao Rou laughed even more happily, her eyebrows and eyes curving upwards, her lips turned up so high she couldn't suppress them, like a cat that had stolen a fish.

"How about I come up with another little trick for you next time?"

Chen Mo slapped her butt again and said something in an annoyed tone.

"You're full of cunning ideas and tricks."

Xiao Rou giggled, her voice soft and sweet.

"hey-hey."

Chen Mo withdrew his hand, his tone becoming more serious.

"Alright, it's really getting late. Otherwise, if you go back after they all wake up, you'll be discovered."

Xiaorou knew she couldn't stay any longer.

She nodded, slowly sat up from his arms, her long hair slipping down her shoulders and covering half her face.

She lowered her head and gently kissed Chen Mo's lips. His lips were soft, carrying the warmth of a young girl and a hint of sweet lip balm.

Then she got up, put on her clothes, and moved much slower than usual, whether it was because her back and legs ached or she was reluctant to leave.

It took several tries to zip up the JK skirt, and when buttoning the white shirt from the bottom up, my hand trembled a little on the third button.

She got dressed, stood by the bed, glanced back at Chen Mo, and walked towards the door, looking back every few steps.

He stopped at the door and looked back.

He put his hand on the doorknob, then stopped and looked back.

With a final grit of his teeth, he opened the door and slipped out.

The door closed gently, without the hinges making a sound.

Chen Mo lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and let out a long breath.

This is truly a moment of clarity.

He turned over, pulled the blanket up to his chin, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.