Perfect Feast

By the time she came out of the bedroom, Kang Haiyan had changed her clothes.

Kang Haiyan changed into a pink yarn skirt, making her look taller and taller. She had long hair with a shawl, her eyes blurred and poetic like autumn waters under a faint brow; her tiny nostrils stood up, her lips smiling and grinning, her pink skin, and her mumps dotted with a few seductive red spots to make her look even clearer.

She was not wearing stockings, concealed under a long skirt, with half a truncated white calf leg, naked with those delicate little feet, stepped on a pair of light purple plastic slippers, and ten white ball-like toes fluttered with shame. Even if you can't see the view inside the skirt, you can't hide the length and even fit of her legs.

She had a plastic basket with toiletries in one hand and a t-shirt with Liu Yang in the other. As she slowly walked out, the room suddenly had an extra breath of youth and beauty.

Jiang Haiyan blushed and handed Liu Yang the T-shirt: “I... I don't have any men's clothes here, or I'll wash them and give them to you...”

“It's okay...” Liu Yang took the T-shirt cover and looked at Kang Haiyan and said: “Well, you're busy, I'm leaving...” She's obviously the only one in the house. She's so pretty, so charming, so glorious. Plus, he obviously had to take a shower, did everything he had to do, and returned his clothes to himself. A grown man of his own, he's not leaving at this time. What's the reason for staying?

“Don't... brother, sit down for a while, I'll be back in the shower. You saved my life, and I should thank you anyway. It's almost dinner time. Can I invite you to dinner?” Speaking, her eyes revealed a soft plea, as if Liu Yang would cry immediately if she refused to stay.

Liu Yang couldn't help but scratch his scalp and said, “Well, I'm not leaving. ”

“Well...” Jiang Haiyan said, reaching out and lifting her finger like an orchid: “Let's pull the hook...”

“Oh...” Liu Yang suddenly laughed when she saw that she wanted to hook up with herself like a child: “Okay, let's hook up, I promise you won't go...”

“Well, pull the hook up and hang it, don't change for a hundred years...” Jiang Haiyan smiled, the two little fingers hooked together, her thumb printed Liu Yang's thumb, her mouth still said like a child: “stamp a seal, who turns into a puppy! ”

This scene made Liu Yang feel very warm, suddenly like he was back in his childhood.

The bathroom is in the matching room on the west side and the sound insulation of the house is noticeably poor. Sitting in the room, Liu Yang could hear the loud water flow, and Jiang Haiyan took a bath and sang a delightful little song.

No wonder this girl is able to sing with “cross-Straits". Turns out she sounds so beautiful!

However, when Jiang Haiyan came back from the bath, Liu Yang found her walking posture a little limp. “What happened to your foot?” Liu Yang looked at her and asked with concern.

After taking a bath, Kang Haiyan had wet water beads on her hair, and a delicate melon face with a red flutter was even more moving.

“Feet... may have caught it, it hurts a little when hot water burns!” As Jiang Haiyan spoke, he stunned his cheerful eyebrows. She had just gone this far with her little feet barefoot. She didn't feel very well at the time. After taking a bath, she felt very painful.

“Is there alcohol in the house?” Liu Yang asked and couldn't help but look at himself.

In the reception room at noon, I just rubbed the feet of the rich young woman. It's only been more than two hours, and I'm going to rub the feet of another beautiful woman. I really don't know if this is my luck or my own robbery?

Kang Haiyan was a little embarrassed to say: "No, can I have saffron oil? ”

As she said, she squatted down and took a bottle of saffron oil from under the coffee table. After Liu Yang picked it up, he looked at it and said: "Sit here, I'll rub it for you...”

Kang Haiyan's face was more red and looked like a very small girl. But she didn't say anything, she just slowly sat next to Liu Yang.

“You tested your body and put your foot on my leg...” Liu Yang grabbed the saffron oil and grabbed Kang Haiyan's calf. She placed her calf on her thigh and carefully rubbed the injured young calf.

Although Liu Yang behaved calmly, pinching Jiang Haiyan's white, pink little foot, his heart could not help but boil.

Kang Haiyan's feet looked more slender than “her” feet. This ankle crystal ball in front of you is smooth, round, with neat, beautiful toes stained with purple nail polish and a faint redness under the pink heel.

Such a soft foot carved from jade is in front of you, and as a man, it is false to say that you are unwilling.

Moreover, with Liu Yang's fingers rubbing, Jiang Haiyan's breathing rushed. Her face was full of trendy red and her lips were tightly bitten. She also seemed to endure the disturbance in her heart as hard as she could. She did not let herself speak out...