Lin Xu held her foot, looking at her small, delicate feet.
Despite her tall stature, her feet were really small, tiny yet plump, with each little toe like a line of neat lotus roots, soft to hold, just like the rest of her body, as if they had no bones.
One couldn't help but like them; it just happened naturally.
After washing, Su Tingyan's face was also thoroughly flushed.
When she felt shy, her whole demeanor resembled a fully cooked shrimp.
He took a towel and wrapped up her pair of small feet, placing them on his lap, lifting his gaze with a smile, admiring her bashful face that was white with just a hint of pink.
She always felt there was a teasing quality to his smile.
All of a sudden, her legs awkwardly broke free and clamped around his waist.
"What are you looking at?" she said defiantly, her head held high, her slender neck appearing very proud.
"What's wrong with looking at you?" Lin Xu chuckled.
Su Tingyan tightened her legs even more.
