After asking, she found that the other party didn't make a peep. Those eyeballs that seem to pop out in front of beautiful women were eagerly staring at her small feet.
Lin Yuxin subconsciously moved her foot, feeling an indescribable sensation. Just a pair of feet could fascinate someone like this—if he saw anything else, wouldn't he suffer from cerebral insufficiency?
"Why don't you lie down, and I'll give you a massage? You seem quite tired today." Liu Yichen gathered his thoughts and deliberately stroked her delicate feet before helping her slip on the red slippers.
Red and white, damn sexy.
"No need." Lin Yuxin refused decisively, really fearing that this guy might massage her so she couldn't get up. A man as sleazy and shameless as him needed to be guarded against at all times. The minute he finds an opening, he's ready to take things further. "Just say what you're really thinking."
