"Yi Xiang, my brother sent someone with an invitation. He'll be marrying Saji Morimizu soon. Once they settle on a date, do you think you could come with me?"
Barefoot beside a pale blue stream, Yangkui asked Yi Xiang as he fished.
Almost without thinking, Yi Xiang turned toward Yangkui, though his gaze involuntarily settled on the smooth tops of her feet, where a few faint green veins traced winding paths.
"Then write back and tell your brother to settle on a date soon. I'll definitely go with you. I really wouldn't feel comfortable letting you travel alone."
"Do you like girls' feet that much? Why do you keep staring at mine?"
"I don't just like looking. I like touching them even more."
Planting his fishing rod in the dirt, Yi Xiang flashed a mischievous grin. Before Yangkui could get up, his hands shot out and caught both her legs.
Yi Xiang sat casually on the ground, laid Yangkui's long, straight, supple legs across his outstretched thighs, and began kneading away, declaring with perfect confidence,
"Hold still. I'll rub them for you and give you a little massage.
"Other people don't get this privilege. You should appreciate it, Yangkui."
Her cheeks slightly flushed, Yangkui realized she couldn't break free. A little annoyed, she lay back on the ground as though she couldn't bear to look at his face anymore, but inwardly she thought,
Where did he learn this technique? Why does it feel sore yet so good? Don't tell me he's put me under a genjutsu!
Since Yangkui had been soaking her feet in the stream, Yi Xiang's first impression was how cold they felt, despite the hot weather. Still, they were just as soft and smooth as he had imagined. Overall, they felt wonderful in his hands.
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