A Chapter with a Smell

"Roar!"

The handsome young man gnawed fiercely at the chicken leg in his hand, his dreamy pink-blue eyes occasionally glaring at the boy sitting opposite him.

The boy wasn't annoyed. Instead, he smilingly brought a bowl of meat soup to the cute boy beside him, "To cleanse the palate."

The three of them chatted about what happened today. It was mainly Huo Yutong talking, An Zhen listening, and Wang Dong glaring, her small feet under the table constantly kicking An Zhen's calf.

A hundred laps of running.

Joining the Soul Guidance Department.

Weighted training.

Becoming class monitor.

Loli happily shared her day's achievements, growth, and joy with An Zhen.

An Zhen reached his hand under the table.

He directly grabbed the fair ankle above the white sneakers beneath the trousers.

"Mmm."

Wang Dong suddenly let out a surprised gasp.

"Wang Dong, what's wrong?" Huo Yutong cast a concerned glance.

"...Bit my tongue because I ate too fast." As she spoke, Wang Dong showed a pained expression.

"Eat slowly, drink some soup."

As Huo Yutong turned towards Wang Dong, An Zhen smiled at the girl pretending to be in pain and subtly raised an eyebrow at her.

For a mischievous child, this alone wasn't enough.

He quietly took off his white sneakers, exposing a small, white-socked foot to the air. In an instant, Wang Dong's delicate body trembled. After reacting, she nervously looked at Huo Yutong.

The blue-haired Loli continued to share her experiences today with An Zhen, not noticing her roommate's abnormality.

Her dreamy eyes glared fiercely at An Zhen, as if saying, "Hurry up and let go, or you'll be sorry."

An Zhen never accepted threats.

The young man, like a caring older brother, listened attentively to Huo Yutong's words. Under the table, the pad of his finger gently stroked the sole of her white sock.

The hundred laps in the morning, the weighted running in the afternoon, Wang Dong's Martial Soul didn't have any cleaning functions. Logically, her feet should have smelled of sweat, but they didn't. Instead, there was a rich, special fragrance.

A girl's scent could be quite stimulating to the hormones.

"The Soul Guidance Department has a promising future. History has proven that technological progress is inevitable, and the current Douluo Continent is at a critical transitional period due to the Sun Moon Empire."

An Zhen said earnestly.

Time ticked by.

Wang Dong's mind was no longer on the delicious food. She was struggling to resist the strange sensation from her sole. But the more she resisted, the more stimulating the sensation became. Her fair skin was tinged with a light blush, spreading upwards from her delicate neck. Wang Dong was somewhat glad that Huo Yutong's gaze was fixed on this scoundrel, otherwise...

Let go.

Wang Dong tried to pull her foot back again.

It was useless.

His dark eyes glanced at Wang Dong, his fingers moved upwards, gently hooked the edge of the sock, and pulled it down.

"..."

Her dreamy pink-blue eyes shifted from threatening to surrendering to begging for mercy, her eyes full of pleading.

Don't do this in front of Yu Tong.

Agree to my request, and I'll wiggle my toes if you agree.

He wrote on her sole with his slender finger.

Her curled toes lightly touched An Zhen's hand.

From now on, call me by the same name as Yu Tong.

No response.

He wrote while hooking the edge of the sock.

When it's just the two of us in private.

Her toes moved.

It's like when you want to open a window, but others in the room disagree. However, if you propose to tear down the roof, they'll be willing to let you open the window.

"You all trained so hard today, so we won't set up a stall tonight. Yu Tong, there are remaining Xuan Water Pills in my cabinet. After training to this extent today, go get one and take it. Don't refuse. It's useless for Wang Dong and me, as we both have Innate Full Soul Power."

After arranging the evening's plan, An Zhen looked at Wang Dong. "Wang Dong, how about it?"

"Mhm."

The girl, who hadn't been listening carefully, buried her head in her food, not wanting anyone to see the abnormality on her face. It was as if the shame of having her sole tickled by An Zhen just now would disappear if she did this.

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An Zhen listened quietly as she finished her tirade.

Fortunately, the dormitory had excellent soundproofing.

"Don't cross this line, understand?" Wang Dong waved her small fists. "Otherwise, even if Yu Tong pleads for you, I'll cut off your... thing."

"We don't sleep together normally, so no accidents will happen."

"Just know that."

Her voice was crisp and angry.

Did she eat gunpowder?

"Are you still angry about what happened in the canteen?" An Zhen asked tentatively.

"It's not just the canteen."

The moment this topic came up, the girl instantly became like a startled kitten. "What's with that blonde guy! Are you worthy of Huo Yutong! Speaking of the canteen makes me mad. Even if I kicked you, you shouldn't have done that to me next to Yu Tong!"

She had promised Yu Tong she would keep an eye on this guy for her.

"Ning Tian is the vice-class monitor, the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She, Wu Feng, and I have formed a three-person team to participate in the freshman assessment in three months."

An Zhen fell silent for a moment, then calmly began to explain.

His pure, flawless black eyes suddenly looked at Wang Dong. "So, are you angry because you feel sorry for Yu Tong?"

Not because of my actions towards you?

"Of course."

Wang Dong replied instinctively.

"Oh."

An Zhen nodded gently, then, under her pink-blue gaze, he directly crossed the line.

"You... what are you doing!"

Her two tender feet pushed against the bedsheet, retreating until she was cornered by the handsome young man.

"Your feet must be sore from running a hundred laps this morning and the weighted running this afternoon."

He reached out. It was the first time the Clear Sky Sect young lady's small, delicate lotus feet had been touched by a man. Without socks, a strange sensation spread through Wang Dong's entire body.

Wang Dong stared blankly as the young man picked up her tender feet. Such a private part was being touched by a boy she had only known for three or four days, a boy her good friend liked.

She felt like her head was malfunctioning, or perhaps she had fallen under his charm spell at some point.

Why wasn't she stopping him?

"A little bit."

She pursed her lips, her clear voice betraying a girlish heart.

"I'll give you a massage."

An Zhen actually knew how to give massages. In the past, Meng Hongchen would cling to him after training, complaining her feet were sore, and on a whim, he had learned foot massages. It wasn't due to any strange hobby.

Silence.

Her dreamy eyes reflected the focused young man massaging her feet.

After a while, a somewhat dejected voice sounded.

"We can't let Yu Tong down."

She really liked that strong and resilient girl.

Wang Dong withdrew her feet. This time, she didn't stop him.

Beneath her long eyelashes was a sorrowful expression. Her heart was a mix of emotions. She hugged her knees, her sad and complex gaze fixed on her feet, which still seemed to hold his warmth.

"This has nothing to do with you. You're a good girl."

The young man's face was adorned with a gentle smile. An Zhen reached out and embraced the girl. Wang Dong felt as if she had fallen into a warm embrace, his warm, moist words, carrying a strong scent of the opposite sex, brushing against her fair, tender cheek. "I'm the scumbag, it's all my fault. I'm a playboy."

He was in his twenties in his past life.

The world's affinity.

For a young lady who had left home, although people on the Douluo Continent matured early, at eleven or twelve years old, no matter how mature they were, their experience was insufficient.