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This feeling.!
Jiuhuayue's face turned red in an instant, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from making any strange noises.
This uncle. Humph!
hate
Really are.!
"Xiaoyue, are you feeling a little uncomfortable?"
"No, no."
"Fine."
As for Fujii Itsuki, the only thing in his field of vision was the long legs of the beautiful girl in front of him. He kept repeating "sin, sin" in his heart, and then olive oil was applied to the palm of his hand, and his hand slid along the knee to the calf.
The long white and tender legs look so good to the touch. The skin is as white as milk.
Follow the smooth curve of the calf to the calf, and then slide from the calf to the ankle.
Jiu Huayue, hugging the pillow and closing her eyes, felt that this feeling was so strange!
Sliding back and forth.
It's just that sometimes it hurts to be pinched.
Although it's very ambiguous.
Needless to say, it’s quite comfortable.
".Uncle, can you really give a massage?"
"Yes, it's not that difficult."
He really knows how to do it!
"Where did you learn that?"
"On TV, why would you go and learn it?"
".So I am your experimental subject?"
"I guess so. Do you want to massage your feet?"
foot.?
Jiu Huayue thought for a while with steam in her head, and then she buried her face in the pillow and replied weakly, "Then press it."
Later, the girl felt her right foot being pinched by a hand.
Then two more.
It feels like putting your palm against your arch. It feels a bit itchy, but also a bit comfortable.
"hiss--!"
"what happened?"
"It hurts!"
"That's how a foot massage works. Xiaoyue, your feet are so small."
To be honest, Xiao Jiuhua's feet are white and jade-like, her toes are as pink as pearls, and the skin on the back and soles of her feet is very delicate. The almost perfect proportions make every detail of her feet particularly cute.
"Is it."
"Yes."
Damn it! Don't say that while you're pinching me!
It’s so embarrassing!
Also, pinching it is a bit too painful.
Is this what a foot massage looks like?
Jiuhuayue thought in a depressed mood.
"Lift your calf, lift it up, and hold it."
“Like this?” Jiuhuayue did as she was told.
"Correct."
Apply olive oil from the arch to the forefoot, then from the toes to the instep, then to the ankle, and finally, start from the sides and repeat several times.
"Wait a minute!"
"how?"
Jiu Huayue turned around, her face filled with shame and indignation, "Do I have to apply olive oil between my toes as well?"
"do not know."
"No, I don't know?"
"After all, I'm not a professional. But it's okay if I don't apply it. It depends on how you arrange it, Jiuhua-sama."
"Then it's up to you!"
Jiuhuayue blushed and hugged the pillow again.
This guy must have done it on purpose!
It's definitely intentional!
Otherwise, why apply olive oil so carefully?
Is it necessary to handle every point properly?
Jiuhuayue endured for nearly ten minutes.
"Wait, wait a minute!"
"Master Jiuhua, what's wrong again?"
".You apply olive oil, why don't you apply some on your thighs?"
"."
"Ok?"
"Reporting to Master Jiuhua, it's painted."
"not enough."
"What did you say, my lord?"
"I said, not enough!"
"."
Fujii Itsuki looked at the area covered by the short skirt. Although only half of her thigh flesh was exposed, it was still white and tender. She had just finished running and took a shower not long ago.
The thigh meat is white with a hint of red.
Fujii Itsuki was a little confused at this time.
What on earth is Xiao Jiuhua trying to do?
Is it necessary?
"Are you sure?"
"Well! Hurry up, don't dawdle."
Fujii Itsuki could only do as he was told.
He again applied a little olive oil on his hands and placed them on the beautiful girl's long legs and knees.
He was a little afraid.
But in his heart he felt a little daring and wanted to be daring.
Then, apply some more evenly along the milk-like lines on the skin of the thighs.
Of course, it only stops at the edge of the skirt.
".inside."
Fujii Itsuki seemed to hear something he shouldn't have heard.
".inside."
He repeated it softly.
He didn't say anything this time, he just did as he was told.
".Inside." The girl's voice was shy.
Inside
".Again."
Further?
Then there is——
There doesn't seem to be any resistance. Can I try it?
Fujii Itsuki!
How can you be so depraved!
No, it seems like I have fallen since that day.
Never mind, never mind, now that it has come to this, just follow your heart for once.
"Uncle, why don't you ask me how my trumpet practice has been going recently?"
The girl suddenly spoke at this time.
Of course, the voice is shy.
"How is it?" Fujii Itsuki gave her a massage obediently.
"Great. At least I think so."