C48 He Was Reluctant to Part
Lu Fei saw Zhang Muye staring blankly at her little feet and a trace of shyness inadvertently flashed across her pretty face. She pouted and said, "rustic steamed corn bread, you have never seen a girl's feet? If you don't help me massage it, I won't be able to leave. Don't tell me you'll carry me later?"
Zhang Muye felt that carrying Lu Fei in public would not affect him. He helplessly reached out his hand and touched Lu Fei's soft ankle and started to massage her.
Lu Fei's little feet were soft as if they were boneless, and her skin could be broken by a blow. Zhang Muye finally knew why many men had this kind of fetish. Zhang Muye gently held Lu Fei's feet in his palm. Zhang Muye had an impulse to play with her carefully. But in the end, Zhang Muye held it in. He only felt that the touch Lu Fei gave him was extraordinary.
Lu Fei saw that Zhang Muye was completely focused but did not move. Her face immediately became very embarrassed. She could not help but speak with a trembling voice, "Steamed Bun, what are you looking at?"
"I'm not looking at anything."
Lu Fei's face turned red and she bit her red lips, "Then your eyes have always been staring at my foot. Is my foot that beautiful?"
"I am looking at where your foot got sprained so I can help you massage it." Zhang Muye woke up and thought to himself that woman was beautiful. Her legs could also be called beautiful!
Zhang Muye was afraid that if he looked more, he would expose himself. He could only reluctantly move his eyes away and use a gentle force to massage the place Lu Fei had just sprained.
Zhang Muye's technique was extremely gentle. He was very afraid of shattering this perfect piece of art. As Zhang Muye massaged, Lu Fei felt waves of warmth and comfort spread throughout her entire body. Lu Fei felt very comfortable and almost could not help but mutter softly. She only bit her red lips and tried her best to hold it in.
Lu Fei looked at Zhang Muye's serious look and thought about the first time a boy touched her little feet. Furthermore, there was a look of intoxication in her eyes when she looked at Zhang Muye. Silently, the shyness of a young girl unknowingly surged into her heart. The feeling of being held by rustic steamed corn bread was really quite good.
"Are you feeling better?" Just as Lu Fei was immersed in Zhang Muye's perfect touch and was unable to extricate herself, Zhang Muye finally woke Lu Fei up. Lu Fei was naturally embarrassed to let him see that she was greedy. She absentmindedly said, I'm fine, it should be about time! Why don't you massage again?"
Why don't you rub it again?
Lu Fei finally did not have the face to say the last few words.
Zhang Muye nodded and said, "Then let's go back!"
"Wait!"
Lu Fei called Zhang Muye and her eyes were full of dissatisfaction. "I just felt a little better. How can you let me walk?"
Lu Fei scolded in her heart, Steamed Bun, you are really stupid! Steamed Bun, you are so stupid! He really did not know how to show compassion to the fairer sex. No wonder no girls liked him.
"Then what should I do?"
Lu Fei blushed and stomped her feet. She said with a red face, "Are you a pig? How about you support me into the car? "
Zhang Muye lowered his head and looked at Lu Fei's ankle. He found that although he had massaged her ankle just now, it was indeed a little swollen. He nodded and supported one of Lu Fei's hands.
After the two of them walked for a while, Lu Fei simply leaned her head on Zhang Muye. After a while, she simply hung half of her body on Zhang Muye's body. In the end, she almost wanted Zhang Muye to hug her. Zhang Muye felt Lu Fei's soft and delicate skin squeezing him. He lowered his head slightly and could see Lu Fei's chest in her collar. It was as if she was emitting endless lust. Zhang Muye's face was red and his heart was beating. He quickly moved his eyes away.
When they came to the parking lot, Lu Fei was not in a hurry to break free from Zhang Muye's embrace. Her beautiful big eyes blinked and asked, "Steamed Bun, do you know how to drive?"
"I know how to drive."
Zhang Muye nodded, but he saw Lu Fei suddenly reach out her hands and put them around Zhang Muye's neck. She said quietly, "Then can you hold me and drive? I don't want to come down."
Lu Fei had just laid in Zhang Muye's arms. Lu Fei actually felt reluctant to come down. He had a very reassuring feeling. It actually made Lu Fei think of the first time she had kissed Zhang Muye. That rough but faint sweetness.
It was very ambiguous, very beautiful, and it made her heart palpitate.
What was she thinking about? She just wanted this bastard to fall in love with her, and then she would ruthlessly humiliate him and shake him off.
She must not fall in love with him first.
Lu Fei thought, and Lu Fei's pretty face turned red.
Zhang Muye's heart was also beating wildly. He was teased by Lu Fei like this and Zhang Muye had sexual desire. He held back his rationality and said, "But it's not safe to drive like this!"
"Then forget it."0
Since Zhang Muye had said so, Lu Fei naturally could not say anything more. But she suddenly got angry. She stood up and pushed Zhang Muye away, sitting on the passenger seat with a straight face.
Zhang Muye was pushed so hard that he was confused. "Why did you push me?"
Lu Fei glared at Zhang Muye and said angrily, "I like to push you. What's wrong with that? You are indeed rustic steamed corn bread. No, you are a pig! I don't like you, so I want to push you. Don't talk to me, pigs and I have nothing in common."
Zhang Muye was confused. No matter how high his intelligence was, he had never stepped into the realm of love. He had no idea what a woman's heart was.
When they returned to school, Lu Fei did not pay any attention to her. Instead, she hugged her hands and sulked. When they reached the school gate, Lu Fei asked Zhang Muye to get out of the car with a dark face. Then she drove away by herself.
Zhang Muye returned to the dormitory gloomily. He found that there was a circle of people sitting in the dormitory. Tao Rann, Xu Feiyang, and Huang Biao were all there. There were also their girlfriends, as well as a few girls from the friendship dorm, Lu Qian, Lin Jing, and a few others.
Lee Wei was not here. In two days, the finals of the Young Singer Competition competition in East China Region would begin. Lee Wei had been practicing hard these days.
Wang Qiuqiu was busy serving tea and pouring water. Although Liu Shumei was not around, he also hoped that Liu Shumei's roommates could give him a few words of praise.
However, the main person today was a middle-aged man surrounded by Xu Feiyang and Tao Rann.
This man looked very dignified, and Xu Feiyang and Tao Rann respected him very much.
When Zhang Muye walked in, Tao Rann immediately stood up and introduced him. "Muye, this is the Wang Zhongshi I mentioned to you before. Coach Wang, Coach Wang, his name is Zhang Muye. He is the one with a very high talent in basketball. Our School Team just happens to be short of people. I think he can join the team. "
" Tao Rann, are you joking? "
Xu Feiyang was the first to cry out in surprise. He said in a strange tone, "Is his shot accurate? What was his running speed when he turned around? Can he dunk? Or could he only guard the water dispenser? If he doesn't know how to dunk, you tell me that he has a very high talent in basketball?"
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