"What are you looking at... Hurry up and press..." Miao Xuanxuan's voice rang out. It sounded delicate, a bit shy, and with a hint of coquettishness—truly an irresistible allure.
Song Xiaodong immediately took Miao Xuanxuan's foot in his palms without any reservation, causing Miao Xuanxuan's leg to stiffen instantly, and her toes to perk up.
Looking up at Miao Xuanxuan, Song Xiaodong flashed a smile and said, "It's just a foot massage. Are you so nervous? You're acting as if I'm taking liberties with you."
"Hmph! You're such a bad guy. That day under the bed, you... hmph, just don't harbour any bad thoughts, or I'll tell Sister Xiaoru for sure."
Suddenly, Song Xiaodong lowered his head and sniffed in front of Miao Xuanxuan's foot.
Miao Xuanxuan immediately felt so embarrassed, and spat out, "What are you doing?"
"Checking if there's any smell, and indeed, there is. Now you've deceived me."
