"Ah!"
At my touch, Shen Xin's delicate body shivered, her legs instinctively retracting slightly, her face growing even redder.
To her, I was, after all, a man.
"Secretary Shen, relax!"
I smiled and took hold of one of her exquisite, dainty feet, wrapped in black stockings, which made them even more tempting, "I'll start from here and massage both of your legs, which is better for promoting blood circulation and dispersing bruises."
"Mm!"
With her head bowed, perhaps it was my fingers gliding across the sole of her foot that tickled her, making her delicate body quiver a few more times, "Dr. Chen, don't tickle the bottom of my feet! I'm very ticklish, I can't stand it, ah! Ticklish! Ticklish!"
"Does it tickle even like this?"
I gently caressed the sole of her foot.
"Mm! Ticklish! Dr. Chen, ah! Don't scratch anymore!" Shen Xin trembled unceasingly, her face blushing as if blood were about to drip.
