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Lin Yuan's choice to sit on the floor was no accident.

The soft carpet was certainly comfortable, but more importantly, this spot was ideally positioned—he only had to raise his hand slightly to touch Kim Taeyeon's slender calves and jade-like feet dangling off the edge of the sofa.

His strong body also formed the perfect natural barrier, blocking Tiffany Young's line of sight.

"The view's pretty good here." He spoke casually as he openly sat between the two girls.

Kim Taeyeon immediately guessed his ill intentions. Her delicate toes curled uneasily, then she lightly poked his lower back with them:

Wasn't what happened under the table enough for you? Still not satisfied?

She protested silently with her lips, her embarrassed and annoyed gaze looking especially adorable beneath the lights.

Yet this little warning gesture only brought a triumphant smile to Lin Yuan's lips.

Taking the opportunity, Lin Yuan grabbed that troublesome jade-like foot, its warmth filling his palm.

The girl's arch formed a graceful curve in his hand. Her skin was as smooth as the finest mutton-fat jade, yet carried the living warmth of flesh and blood.

Even though he had touched them many times already, Lin Yuan still loved this feeling.

He could not help but sigh inwardly—of all the girls he had been with, Taeyeon's feet really were the most delicate.

Is it because she's so petite? he wondered.

Compared to the long feet of taller women, Taeyeon's were smaller and fuller, like carefully molded glutinous rice balls—soft enough to make one reluctant to let go.

Even more astonishingly, despite dancing year-round, the soles of her feet had miraculously remained as tender as a baby's, without a trace of dead skin or calluses.

Lin Yuan was quite pleased, but Taeyeon was starting to panic.

She wanted to pull