What’s going on? Chuyun’s attitude shifted way too fast. And that little vixen—why’s she suddenly willing to go out with him? It wasn’t like this before at all. Lin Waner walked behind Chuyun, her face darkening slightly as she thought.

No, I can’t let this continue. I need a plan. Lin Waner pondered for a moment, then slowly formed an idea.

Plop~~

Ah!!

Hearing a delicate cry behind him, Chuyun spun around. Lin Waner had tripped and fallen. The hem of her light blue dress rode up to her thighs, revealing smooth, snow-white skin.

Ow… it hurts so much… Chuyun…

Lin Waner’s delicate brows knotted tightly. Her usually bright, watery eyes reddened and swelled from the pain. She looked at Chuyun, pointing her tender finger to her slender calf as she sobbed.

Seeing her pitiful state, Chuyun’s heart ached. He rushed forward, half-squatting gently. “Sis Waner, where does it hurt? Let me see.”

Ow… my ankle… ow… ow… it really hurts! Lin Waner sobbed, her eyes swollen, nose twitching, lips pouting.

“Ah, your ankle? Sis Waner, let me find somewhere to sit. It’s awkward here.” Chuyun stood, scanning the area. Spotting a bench ahead, he softened his voice. “Sis Waner, can you walk? If not, I’ll carry you.”

Ow… it’s too painful… I can’t walk… hurry, carry me!

“Okay, Sis Waner, hold on. I’ll take you right now.”

Chuyun half-squatted again. His left arm slid under her knees; his right supported her shoulders. He lifted her in a princess carry. Lin Waner wrapped her snow-white arms around his neck, pressing her head to his chest.

Chuyun walked toward the bench, unaware that if he’d glanced down, he’d have seen the cunning smile on the girl in his arms.

“Sis Waner, I’m setting you down now.”

Mm…

Chuyun sat slowly, carefully shifting her to the bench. Her shapely hips settled onto the seat.

“Sis Waner, which foot hurts? Let me check.”

Ow… both hurt. Just hurry up!

“Sis Waner, I’ll remove your shoes first.”

Chuyun grasped her tender ankle, slipping off the delicate sandals. Her feet were exquisitely white, pure as ice lotuses—smooth as loaches to the touch. Her crystal toes looked like perfect cardamom buds.

“Sis Waner, no bruises…” Chuyun checked her snow-white instep and pink sole thoroughly, finding nothing. He frowned at her, puzzled.

You dummy! Who cares about bruises? I’m in pain! Rub it already! Lin Waner slapped his thigh, pouting.

“…”

“Sis Waner, here?” Chuyun rubbed a spot on her foot.

Mm… yes, there. Keep going.

Mm… ah… mm… ah…

Mm… rub the other one too… Lin Waner’s delicate face flushed as she gasped.

“Sis Waner, it’s just a foot rub. Don’t moan like that—it’s too much.” Chuyun’s face reddened. Hearing only the sounds, strangers might imagine something else entirely.

I can’t help it! My feet are super sensitive. Rubbing feels ticklish and good… I just moan. Hurry up, stop fussing. Lin Waner’s cheeks burned with shame.

“Fine, fine. Right foot next.”

Mm… ah… yes… like that… left a bit… mm… ah… harder… ah… so ticklish… I… can’t… mm… mm…

Chuyun covered her mouth, pleading. “Sis Waner, stop moaning. People are staring like I’m a pervert.”

You jerk! I don’t want to—it just feels so good. Lin Waner knew her sounds were suggestive and shrank back shyly.

“Anyway, Sis Waner, does it still hurt? Can you walk? It’s late.” Chuyun rubbed his forehead, sighing.

She tilted her head. “Better, but still sore. I can’t walk. Chuyun, carry me home on your back.”

“Okay, Sis Waner, climb on.” Chuyun placed her legs on the bench and squatted before her.

Mm…

Lin Waner draped herself over his back. Her snow-white arms looped around his chest; her slender legs, like tender bamboo shoots, gently gripped his hips. Chuyun supported her knees, feeling the creamy smoothness of her skin.

He walked toward Flower Sea Residential Area, passersby glaring with envious, hateful eyes.

But as he moved, Lin Waner hugged tighter. The soft pressure against his back stirred his heart.

“Sis Waner, you’re holding too tight. It’s… not good.” Chuyun, a hot-blooded boy, felt restless but couldn’t say it outright.

You dummy! If I don’t hold tight, I’ll fall. I’m scared! Lin Waner breathed softly into his ear, cooing.