This time, she couldn't even manage a rebuke. All she could do was tense up, resigning herself to the warm current flowing endlessly from Shen Yuan's fingertips as it quickly enveloped her entire left foot.
Shen Yuan focused his Concentration on his hands, his gaze lowered to the "crime scene" concealed by the light blanket, and the smile on his lips deepened.
At the pressure from Shen Yuan's fingers, Li Zhi's long, well-proportioned thighs suddenly tensed up.
Her legs, originally resting on the edge of the bed, were now pulled as taut as violin strings. Under the light blanket, the lines from her calves to her thighs formed a clearly defined, smooth, and tense silhouette.
Her right leg, now recovered from the tingling numbness, pulsed with the urge to kick the guy for pushing his luck.
Her fair toes arched slightly under the sheet, but she forcefully suppressed the indignant impulse.
The impulse only manifested as her toes viciously clawing at the bedsheet beneath them.
