The soft, moist touch unique to lips brought Ye Manman back to her senses in an instant. Her eyes widened as her face turned beet red.
She stared at He Chen, both shy and incredulous.
Ye Manman retracted her foot, feeling so embarrassed she seemed as if she'd be cooked alive, with steam about to burst from her head.
Oh my god.
He Chen hadn't expected himself to suddenly do such a brainless thing. He quickly leaned backward, his face blazing with embarrassment.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."
He Chen felt extremely guilty all of a sudden, embarrassed to the point he wished he could drop dead on the spot.
"Ahhh, you pervert!"
Ye Manman wanted to curl up and hug her suddenly-attacked foot, but the pain in her knee and palm made her stop.
So she could only blush and stretch her foot back out.
"Hurry up and clean it! You've smudged my foot!"
She spoke with a tone still slightly haughty, but her pretty toes curled instinctively, as if showcasing her nervousness.
