Chapter 20 At the Critical Moment

The girl glanced toward me and didn't say much, but I was a little embarrassed, and my face was slightly hot. After a moment, she adjusted the water temperature, put my feet into the basin, and began to gently massage my feet. While massaging, she casually talked to me, and we spoke about random topics. Her technique was very good, and a pleasant feeling came from the bottom of my feet, so I could not help but hum softly from the sensation. But my attention was not on my feet but rather on the girl’s thighs. I was sitting on the bed while she sat on a low stool with her legs wide apart. The slits on both sides of her dress came up to her waist, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. Only the middle part was blocked by the front of the dress, and I had been guessing whether she had her underwear on because this dress was too d*mn enticing.