I'm in Senior Year, and the System Says I'm Going on a Blind Date with My Childhood Sweetheart

Shen Yuan nodded immediately. "Yeah, yeah, you’re right. I was just trying to sneak a kiss."

"Gross!"

With that, Li Zhi tried to sit up straight.

However, the moment she tried to move her legs from where they rested on the edge of Shen Yuan’s bed, a sharp, intense pins-and-needles sensation shot through them, as if she were being pricked by countless tiny needles.

"Hiss—"

The beautiful girl couldn’t help but gasp, her body instantly freezing as her brow furrowed in pain.

The tips of Shen Yuan’s ears were still warm from her teasing, but seeing her reaction, he immediately sensed something was wrong. "What is it? Did your legs fall asleep?"

Li Zhi bit her lower lip and shot him an irritated glare, which was as good as a yes.

The tingling was now surging up her leg in waves, making it feel as if a million ants were crawling all over it. She couldn’t move.

Frowning, Li Zhi did her best to endure the unpleasant sensation.

"This is what you get for not sleeping properly."

He grumbled, but his body moved quickly as he sat on the edge of the bed.

Without a word of explanation, his slender fingers reached under the light blanket he’d just covered her with, unerringly finding Li Zhi’s delicate ankle.

"Hey! What do you think you’re doing!" Li Zhi yelped, startled. She tried to pull her foot back but was pinned to the spot by the unbearable tingling, glaring at him with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

"Don’t move." Shen Yuan’s grip tightened slightly, his palm holding her small arch firmly.

"If you sleep with your leg propped up like this for too long, it cuts off the circulation. Of course it’s going to fall asleep."

With just the right amount of pressure, the pads of Shen Yuan’s fingers pressed into the soft sole of her foot.

Instantly, an even more intense, dizzying tingle spread from the sole of her foot.

Li Zhi immediately gripped the armrests of her chair.

"Ngh— You! It’s even more tingly now!"

"Just bear with it. Massaging here relaxes the nerves and gets the blood flowing again. It’ll go away faster this way."

A wave of warmth spread from the sole of her foot. After the initial ache, the pressure of his massage miraculously relieved the agonizing pins and needles, replacing it with a strange sense of comfort.

A blush spread uncontrollably across Li Zhi’s cheeks, even tinting her fair neck a delicate pink.

She wanted to keep up her tough act and retort, but in the end, she just let out a huff and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

But Shen Yuan could clearly feel her delicate foot, once tense from the cramping, gradually relaxing and softening in his palm under his practiced massage.

The warmth from his fingertips eased the tingling in her sole, and the taut lines of Li Zhi’s calf began to gradually relax as well.

Sensing the arch in his palm was no longer stiff, a thought stirred in Shen Yuan’s mind. As if on a mischievous impulse, he let the gentle pressure of his massage travel slowly upward.

The fingers of his right hand traveled up her smooth skin, past her slender ankle, and began to press, gently but firmly, into her warm calf.

The moment his fingertips touched the muscle there, Li Zhi’s body gave a distinct little shudder.

Her leg, resting on the edge of the bed, instinctively tried to pull back, to escape the sudden touch that seemed intent on exploring further.

"Shen Yuan..."

Li Zhi’s voice was thin and rushed, laced with obvious panic and an imperceptible tremor.

Her voice was even more strained than before.

But her shyness did nothing to stop his hand.

Feeling his palm roaming over her calf, Li Zhi hissed in a low voice.

"Your hand!"

The beautiful girl’s cheeks were burning red, her eyes a mixture of flustered anger and warning.

"Move it! Who... who said you could go higher... If my foot’s asleep, just massage my foot. Don’t go... exploring..."

Caught red-handed, Shen Yuan’s movements froze.

He met Li Zhi’s misty, flustered, and angry gaze. But instead of immediately pulling his hand away, the corner of his mouth quirked up in a subtle arc, as if he couldn’t care less that he’d been found out.

Just when Li Zhi thought he would press his luck or tease her further, the hand wrapped around her calf slowly abandoned its upward exploration.

"Oh."

He drew out the sound, his tone holding a lingering, suggestive note. Then, his hands moved naturally toward her left foot.

"Yes, yes, whatever my Li Bao says. I won’t touch your calf."

His slender fingers precisely grasped her left ankle, which was also asleep. The pads of his fingers expertly caressed the small, round bone, and then, without hesitation, pressed into the center of her left sole.

"Ngh!"

Li Zhi was caught completely off guard.

The familiar pressure shot through her left sole—a mixture of aching and electric tingling that seemed even more intense than it had been with her right foot.

Her back straightened instantly. A choked whimper escaped her throat, and her fingers clenched the armrests once more.