The soft arches of the feet are crystal clear under the golden sunlight.
There is no obstruction, and under the completely exposed holy white, you can faintly see the slightly ripe peach-like color of the young girl's tender skin at her most beautiful age.
Rowe was fully awake.
But he didn't seem to wake up at all.
Am I dreaming? In fact, he should be fast asleep in the hotel room?
The girl's toes trembled twice, then she turned her head, slowly stretched one leg to his foot, and used the side of her thumb to slowly rub up and down the inside of his boot.
Luo Wei:......
Vermeer repeated the action, just as Martha had demonstrated herself.
Will this really work?
There was uncertainty in her heart that she had never tried before, but she didn't dare to stop.
It took all her courage to make such a decision. Once she stopped, wouldn't it mean that everything was not as she imagined?
He doesn't want to possess himself, he doesn't think he has a good side, he is just punishing...
Biting her lips, Vermeer glanced timidly from the corner of her eye. Rowe's eyes were hidden under the black hair and buried in the shadows.
Huh…
Why does he look so serious?
Did I really do something I shouldn't have done?
Vermeer: "..."
Once the seeds of doubt were planted, they could not stop the spread. Accompanied by the messy thoughts and the other party's silence, her movements became slower and slower.
Until finally, finally stopping.
Screwed up.
Vermeer sat on the rock and lowered her head, her long dark golden hair covering her face.
What on earth am I doing?
Calling him here and doing such unexplained behavior, when did he start having such a stupid plan?
The girl's lips moved twice.
"...Don't you like this?"
What she responded to was an incredibly direct and contrasting answer.
"like."
Eh?
"But, can you really afford the consequences of doing such a thing?"
A cold voice came from the other party's mouth. Just as Wei Mier was about to raise her head, the other party suddenly pinched her forefoot with her hand.
"!"
This behavior made her whole body throb like an electric shock, as if she suddenly understood why they all showed abnormal emotions about this.
Because her feet have never been touched by anyone.
Almost subconsciously, she bent her legs and retracted, but halfway, the other person's hand held her ankle, and the other hand gently touched the arch of her foot.
"!!!"
no!
She subconsciously resisted in her heart, but the other party didn't give her any chance to escape. His fingertips lightly ran across the soles of her feet, and slowly and gently dug into the groin of her toes through her socks.
"..."
When the other person stopped here, an extremely unpleasant feeling came to her heart for no reason, and then she suddenly felt the other person's palm touching the entire sole of her foot.
"!!"
Exposed to the air, the cool soles of her feet felt a burst of hot body temperature. When the warmth from the other person's hands spread through the soles of her feet, Vermeer, who was already trembling, finally couldn't hold it back and let out a cry that made her even... He hummed in surprise.
"..."
She widened her eyes and covered her mouth, her face burning into a cloud of fire. Why was this voice so... even far more embarrassing than Martha's? Was it really coming from her?
However, almost at the same time she uttered this syllable, Vermeer's wrist was pressed down by an unstoppable force.
Before he understood what was happening, he was pushed down on the rock by the other party. His brown pupils were so close to him that he could see the glowing arc surface and the complex pupil lines.
Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom, boom boom.
Breezes blow through the canopy of trees and waterfalls pour into the bay.
The girl's heartbeat was so fast, her face was like hot steam, her hands were forcibly spread apart to the sides of her head, and the fullness of her body was clearly visible in front of her.
"!!!"
This is what he said...
The consequences...?
Her consciousness drifted away rapidly as the temperature increased, and a wave of heat rushed to her head. Under the impact of strong emotions, the girl fainted without any precautions.
…
…
A small itching sensation, the smell of green grass.
Vermeer sniffed the tip of her nose and gradually regained consciousness.
She opened her eyes and saw that the sky was filled with dusk. She was lying on the lush grass. The black-haired boy beside her sat with his head lowered and raised again from time to time.
"Rowe...?"
The black-haired boy turned his head, his eyes full of sleepiness, which was different from his usual sober look.
"You're awake." Luo Wei rubbed his eyes with one hand and yawned widely.
"Uh-huh……"
Vermeer did not forget what happened before she fainted.
Wow, the light in his eyes at that time was as if he wanted to eat me up.
Rowe quickly yawned again.
She looked at the other person and clenched her fingers, "Are you... very sleepy?"
"Of course," Luo Wei looked at the migratory birds flying in the sky in the distance, "I haven't slept for almost three days and two nights since I went to the desert."
"What? I'm sorry!" Vermeer was startled, "Then why don't you lie here and sleep for a while?"
Luo Wei gave her an annoyed look.
"Are you an idiot? I'm sleeping next to you. Who's watching you? What if someone with malicious intentions comes over?"
"...?"
So, he is guarding himself?
When you haven't slept for so long?
Without thinking too much, she quickly patted the grass beside her and said, "Then you should go to sleep quickly. I will watch over you this time."
This sentence seemed to make Luo Wei find some kind of switch. He turned to one side, stuck his butt out, and fell to the grass.
Well……
Sleeping in this position is too uncomfortable.
Vermeer thought for a while and tried to move over.
After taking a slow breath, she gently leaned into the other person's ear and said:
"How about... you lie on my lap?"
Luo Wei didn't respond and stood upright like a salted fish that had been slapped ashore. Vermeer quickly held his head with her hands and gently placed it on her lap.
The sound of even breathing came out almost immediately, and the brow on the side of the young man's face relaxed slightly, as if he was sleeping very peacefully.
Vermeer felt a little emotional and gently stroked his broken hair with her fingers. However, when she took her hand back, she saw the other person's brows furrowed and he murmured something unknown whether he was awake or asleep:
"continue."
This made her smile softly.
Immediately, she began to gently stroke his cheek with her fingers over and over again, as if a woman's maternal instinct was welling up in her heart.
Thinking of the other party's actions of keeping her eyes open, Vermeer felt a warm feeling in her heart. At the same time, she felt lucky that her suspicions had come true.
he……
I really don’t want others to have any chance to get close to me...
Getting this answer made her eyes filled with tears again, but this time she wiped them away with all her strength.
Although there was no familiar impression at all on his appearance, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
It seemed like this wasn't the first time I met him.
But even so, physical contact like today seems to have never happened before.
So when did it happen?
