She covered her mouth as she flushed with embarrassment, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise, as if she herself didn’t quite understand what had just happened.
Yuyan only felt like her feet had been wound up like a spring.
Just when Yino thought he was done, and Yuyan had managed to hold out until the very end, the moment his fingers left her sole, she suddenly felt a jolt of sensitivity and lifted her foot.
Then…
Because she was lying on her stomach with her legs bent back, her toes ended up in Yino’s mouth.
“Sorry, I…”
Yuyan felt a wave of embarrassment; she quickly pulled her red-tinged foot back, hiding it under the covers.
Thinking about it, she had endured so long, but to let this happen at the last moment! She might as well have just called out in the middle and asked for a break.
She lost all dignity for a little bit of pride!
Feeling the stickiness between her toes, she feared her dignified image as the Sword Immortal was ruined.
“No! I’m fine…I don’t min… I mean it’s nothing…”
Yino covered his mouth, quietly swallowing the saliva, then waved his hand to indicate it wasn’t a big deal.
He had actually been very careful.
He remembered a lot of the dark arts from the original game, but apart from the “blood lotus” which genuinely benefited her body, he dared not try any of the other aggressive techniques on Yuyan. He was afraid that if she detected any dark magic corrupting her, she would draw her sword and kill him.
Besides, why would he want to harm a senior sister who was kind to him?
He thought that by keeping it relatively tame, alternating between gentle and more intense, he could keep her in a state where she was uncomfortable but still enjoying it, suppressing any sounds she might make.
But he hadn’t anticipated that the very act of removing his fingers from her sole would be a trigger!
Just that one last trigger, and Yuyan reflexively lifted her leg, shoving her foot in his mouth.
However…
Thankfully, she had washed her feet before bed, and the ointment he used during the massage didn’t leave any odd taste, just a faint scent of lavender.
If he could, Yino really wanted a guinea pig he could experiment on without any moral qualms, someone he could use all the dark arts from his memory on and then drain their cultivation, turning them into a slave for his benefit.
Clearly, that person wouldn’t be Yuyan.
He thought about it, and currently, Jinyue would be the most suitable, or maybe he’d meet someone like her in the future…
But Jinyue wasn’t easy to deal with either; she had plenty of tricks up her sleeve, even large-scale illusion spells from the abyss. Until he could overpower her by two cultivation realms, it was best to keep a low profile.
With that, Yino let out a sigh.
“Um… let’s just pretend that didn’t happen…”
“By the way, Senior Sister, how did you feel about today’s new technique?”
“Huff…”
Yuyan seemed to still be recovering.
It made sense; she had been on the edge of moaning for so long, like a frog slowly boiling in water, that she was completely drained.
It wasn’t that she physically lacked strength, but rather her mental fortitude was exhausted.
“Wasn’t the massage uncomfortable?”
Yino asked, knowing full well, and sat down beside her, observing the lingering blush on her face.
Yuyan quickly turned her face away, her eyes a bit lost, only able to stare at her toes under the covers.
After a moment of calming her racing heart, she spoke with feigned indifference:
“It was… not bad… overall, it was comfortable… just the medicine was stronger than before…”
“Sorry, I didn’t think it through. Next time, I’ll be lighter.”
Yino said earnestly.
But when she heard “lighter,” Yuyan couldn’t help but shiver, her beautiful face flushing again, and even her feet under the covers tensed.
“No, no need! Just keep doing it like this…”
Yuyan hastily refused.
She found it strange that the gentler Yino’s touch, the more she felt an itching sensation, her ears tingling, and at her limit, she couldn’t help but scratch her head and ears.
And the moment Yino stopped, her body involuntarily jolted.
In a way…
Could this be evidence of Yino’s exceptional massage skills?
This thought left Yuyan somewhat conflicted, unsure of how to feel about it.
She decided to note this down, along with the other strange questions from before, and discuss them with Yanran over tea when Yino left for the Azure Forest tomorrow.
“Alright, but if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me or make a noise…”
“Otherwise, like just now, I can’t gauge your sensitivity…”
Yino covered his mouth again, subtly licking the lingering lavender scent off his lips.
At the same time, Yuyan noticed this small action.
She hadn’t thought of her feet as particularly sensitive, but after Yino’s massage, just the thought of him licking his lips made her feel an indescribable embarrassment.
She wanted to say he was a bit of a pervert…
But thinking about it, she was pretty perverted too.
How could a normal person react so strongly to a foot massage?
And if she hadn’t suddenly moved her leg, there wouldn’t have been any strange taste in his mouth!
From this perspective, she had no right to call him out.
“It’s okay…”
“Nothing to blame you for… you’ve given a good massage…”
“That was just an accident… but don’t bring it up again or remember it!”
Yuyan took a deep breath, pretending not to care, but at the end, she squinted her beautiful eyes, giving Yino a stern warning. Yino nodded obediently but instinctively licked his lips again.
Yuyan couldn’t miss such an obvious gesture.
She instinctively wanted to blush, but she bit her lip and suppressed it.
After that, Yuyan pulled back the covers, brought her legs together, and looked down at her feet, which were still warm and sensitive.
Setting aside the childish embarrassment, Yuyan actually felt somewhat impressed.
