Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

After hearing Yao Wan's sharp comment about him being a "foot-fetishist", Xiao Yan only felt very sad. He didn't expect that his impression in Wan'er's mind would be like this.

"'Foot fetishist'...that's not the case, is it? Wan'er?"

Xiao Yan was helpless against Yao Wan's groundless accusations. As a disciple, he asked himself, it might be a little bit true, but he had never been the type who couldn't walk when he saw a beauty. He just couldn't walk when he saw Wan'er. That’s all, could this also count?

As for foot fetish... isn't that even more nonsense? Xiao Yan never felt that he had any special views or fetishes towards girls' feet.

"No? Hey, didn't it feel so good to hide in Nalan's room and hold Nalan's feet?"

Yao Wan sneered, didn't she know about Xiao Yan's XP? Prioritizing Sister Yu’s body, the next step was to have enough. The last forced massage at the Ruins of Forgetfulness made her almost burst into tears. She didn’t believe that Xiao Yan could torment her like this if he didn’t have a fetish for feet.

"Ahem, that time was a special situation."

Xiao Yan's face was a little confused. In fact, this matter was a little secret for him. His current hobby for girls' feet did indeed start from the farce with Nalan in Canaan College. , since then, Xiao Yan found that he seemed to have opened a door to a new world, and there was a permanent tag in the search list.

But...since I have been scolded by Wan'er as a foot-fetishist in disgust, if I don't do something like a disciple, wouldn't I be sorry for the label Wan'er gave me?

Such thoughts suddenly emerged in Xiao Yan's mind, and then he couldn't help but subconsciously swallow a mouthful of saliva, temporarily soaking his dry throat.

As soon as he thought of this, the water-like tenderness in his chest was quickly ignited by fiery desire, and then burned like a ball of flame in his chest.

Sensing that something was not right about Xiao Yan's state, Yao Wan immediately recalled the humiliating experience when the two were alone in the Ruins of Oblivion, and she was immediately frightened to the point where her hair stood on end.

"I'm telling you, don't mess around..."

Yao Wan, who realized what Xiao Yan might be trying to do, couldn't help but warn him.

However, her warning was like adding fuel to the fire. Instead of being able to contain the flames in Xiao Yan's chest, it actually intensified the flames.

"It's not a mess, right? It's just that Wan'er said that I have a foot fetish, so if I don't do what a prostitute should do, wouldn't it be a huge loss?"

There was a faint smile on Xiao Yan's face from beginning to end. Besides, there was no one here now. Xiao Yan was not a true saint. He could let Yao Wan tease him at will without any reaction at all.

Whoever lights the fire will naturally have to extinguish it.

Yao Wan could clearly feel Xiao Yan's fingertips starting to lay on her calf with an unusual purpose, and the fingertips were rubbing all the way down. The subtle stimulation made Yao Wan couldn't help but take a deep breath. tone, trying hard to adjust his state.

Every time the flames that she held back in front of her would only burn less and brighter the next time, until finally, they would be swallowed up by the two of them.

It's just that it's obviously not to this extent yet.

The slender but rough fingertips effortlessly took off the plain cloud boots on the lotus feet, and the ankles tightly wrapped in translucent white ice silk were subsequently exposed.

Xiao Yan was slightly startled. As usual, Wan'er's feet were so cold. It seemed to be very different from the previous time at the Ruins of Forgotten.

Yaowan's feet are not very similar to Nalan's. Nalan's feet are slender and delicate. Although they feel good, they don't have much flesh. They even feel a little small to the touch, just like her own. Beautiful It's beautiful, but it's hard to avoid hurting people. It will hurt a little if you get kicked.

In comparison, the lotus feet of the herb are a little less boney, and feel a bit soft and hard to the touch. The extremely delicate ice silk and the hot rough fingertips rub against each other, conveying the feeling of The heat between each other is a bit slippery, and the soft soles feel like the fleshy pads on a cat's feet. They are soft and comfortable to the touch.

The white and smooth five-finger cardamom was hidden in the ice silk. It curled up slightly with Xiao Yan's slight touch, as if it was afraid of Xiao Yan's further actions.

The round ankle felt so good that Xiao Yan couldn't help himself for a while.

Compared with the last time in the Ruins of Oblivion, when she faced Xiao Yan and played with her feet in an embarrassed manner, Yao Wan now seemed much calmer, and she was not as startled as she was last time. If you look closely, you can still notice her sudden rapid breathing and a hint of blush on her shy cheeks.

The humiliation he was forced to endure was accompanied by a trace of expectation that he could not admit.

Different from the warm, extroverted, and generous personality that is easy to see, Yao Wan herself is more conservative than all the women of the same age that Xiao Yan has encountered, and she always likes to be wrapped up tightly from beginning to end. is proof.

As for parts like feet, let alone being touched by others, I have never even seen them.

But now he had to silently accept Xiao Yan's manipulation as if nothing had happened.

Just like the lotus in the middle of the lake, no one can touch it, but someone plucks it and enjoys it exclusively.

Yaowan remained silent from beginning to end, but the slender catkin was a little at a loss as she wanted to find a suitable place to be. Her pale golden eyes were full of shame and annoyance, but she had no choice but to do so. He was forced to accept Xiao Yan's gentle teasing.

I don’t know whether it was because of Xiao Yan’s excessive behavior or because she was recovering from her injury. A thin glistening sweat formed on her forehead. She was pouring out her breath, but she unconsciously avoided Xiao Yan’s gaze. The more I escape, the stronger this feeling becomes, so much so that there is always something scratching gently in my heart. This feeling is not strong, but it still exists.

Xiao Yan didn't really feel any better, and his techniques were even gentler than the last time at the Ruins of Forgetfulness. It could even be considered a massage, but because of the current relationship between the two, no matter who was the one between them, It is difficult to say that any party can accept such contact without any trouble.

Xiao Yan couldn't do it, and Yao Wan naturally couldn't do it either.

Therefore, the frivolity in the mouth about foot fetish became a tacit understanding between the two of them, but the tacit understanding was stopped.

Because they all know that if this continues, things will definitely be beyond their control.

So there was no need for Yao Wan to say anything, Xiao Yan consciously let go of Yao Wan's lotus feet, and then put on the cloud boots for her again.

Slowly putting down her lotus feet, Yao Wan looked at Xiao Yan and suddenly said: "Once again, I have satisfied your perverted dark desires. The previous request to meet the clan leader has been canceled out."

"Ah? Wan'er is very good at business, isn't she?"

Xiao Yan shook his head. He could not accept such an unreasonable deal no matter what. He thought it was given for free, but in the end he still asked for money?

It's a pity that in Yaowan's dictionary, there is never an option to give it away for free.

"Whether you want love or not, don't even think about pestering me later and asking me to fulfill my promise."

Yao Wan ignored Xiao Yan at all and just spoke word by word without giving Xiao Yan a chance to bargain.

"Maybe I just have a small favor next time and need Wan'er's help?"

Xiao Yan also wanted to see if Wan'er could open up some gaps and exploit some small loopholes.

It's a pity that his wish is destined to fail.

Just when Yaowan thought Xiao Yan was about to give up, she heard Xiao Yan suddenly say: "How about you let me touch the other foot?"

Yao Wan was startled and didn't even react immediately.

After a while, she sneered: "You really want to die."

But although what he said was true, the other lotus foot was also placed in front of Xiao Yan honestly. Maybe he was just annoyed by the tossing and knew that he would not be fed this time. I was afraid that I would have to work hard for the rest of the relationship, so I had no choice but to drink poison to quench my thirst.

Yao Wan could clearly feel that her defenses were crumbling bit by bit.

"...Wan'er."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart if you have anything to say."

"Wan'er's feet are so beautiful."

The translucent ice silk faded away from Xiao Yan's fingertips. The rough fingertips gently rubbed the ankles of the herb that were exposed to the air. A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. Xiao Yan gently touched her While massaging, he murmured softly intoxicatedly.

When they have cultivated to their level, they have already reached the point where they are dust-free and stain-free. There is no longer any smell on the medicinal herbs, and some only have a faint fragrance.

"...I feel that there must be some major mistake in my understanding of you."

Yao Wan slightly narrowed her pale golden eyes. Xiao Yan has now gradually mastered the trick. If nothing else, at least it does have some of the appearance of a massage, instead of just looking like he is teasing a girl from a good family.

"Huh? Is there any?"

"I feel like you won't resist even if I put my foot in your mouth."

Yaowan sneered.

"Yeah."

Xiao Yan has no psychological barriers to this at all.

"Why should I reward you?"

Yaowan snorted coldly, cursed secretly for being a pervert, and then continued to remain silent.

And a big prerequisite for fun is feedback. If there is no way to get any feedback, it is natural that it will feel boring. Xiao Yan will naturally let himself go in a short time.

But Yao Wan still underestimated the extent of Xiao Yan's abnormality.

"That's enough! How long has this been going on! Are you finished?!"

After a long time, Yaowan couldn't stand it any longer and retracted her lotus feet, cursing unbearably.

Xiao Yan felt that he really won.