radicalducati Chapter 47 I bestow upon you the highest honor—a kiss on my right foot.
Chapter 47 I bestow upon you the highest honor—a kiss on my right foot.
He always wore his military uniform, which was always neatly pressed and accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs.
His two thick, dark, and straight eyebrows slanted upwards towards his temples, beneath which were a pair of deep-set eyes. The eyes were long with very narrow double eyelids, and the pupils were like obsidian that had been tempered with ice. When he looked at people, he exuded a cold and sharp feeling, making people dare not look him directly in the eye.
Below that is a high, straight nose and a clearly defined, sharp jawline.
If this face were in later generations, countless women would be driven mad by it.
Of course, this was no exception in this era, except that most women were reserved and dared not get close.
Upon seeing him appear, the colleagues who had been chatting around Lin Shuyao fell silent and stood obediently to the side.
Lin Shuyao was actually a little scared, but in order to avoid running laps later, she had to start her performance.
Out of the corner of her eye, Lin Shuyao noticed Cheng Zheng getting closer and closer. Pretending not to see him, she turned and walked towards the big tree at the edge of the playground. Once under the tree, she sat down on the stone steps, took out some ointment and cotton swabs from her bag, and then took off her shoes and socks.
A pair of snow-white jade feet were exposed to the air.
She stood with her feet on her shoes, leaned slightly forward, and used a cotton swab soaked in ointment in her left hand to apply it to the wound that had healed to the point where the scar was no longer visible.
While wiping, he was also drawing in air.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Zheng walked up to her, his tall figure looming over her, his voice carrying its usual coldness.
Lin Shuyao looked up in alarm, and when she saw it was him, her eyes welled up with tears, and she said in a soft voice, "I'm applying medicine. Even though it's scabbed over, it still hurts when I move..."
As she spoke, she gently lifted the foot that was being treated with medicine. The arch of her foot stretched out in the air, revealing a beautiful curve. Her skin was snow-white, and her toes were as round as pearls.
Cheng Zheng's throat bobbed.
Lin Shuyao withdrew her foot, sniffed, and continued applying medicine with a cotton swab. However, after only two swabs, the cotton swab in her hand accidentally fell to the ground.
"Oh dear, I used too much force during the selection competition yesterday, and my wrist still hurts," Lin Shuyao said, biting her lip in annoyance. She looked up and took the opportunity to step on Cheng Zheng's black military boot with the foot that was applying medicine.
The stark contrast between black and white made Cheng Zheng's brow twitch.
The fingertips hanging at his sides twitched.
Lin Shuyao took out a new cotton swab, tilted her head up, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, and looked at him expectantly. "Comrade Chengzheng, could you help me apply this medicine? My hand isn't very convenient, so I only brought two cotton swabs. If I lose them, I won't have any left..."
She raised her arm, her delicate, pale fingers holding the cotton swab suspended in mid-air.
Cheng Zheng pursed his lips coldly, stared at her for a few seconds, his eyes lowered. Her black hair and snow-white skin, cherry lips and almond eyes, were breathtakingly beautiful. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, then he took a step back, one knee on the ground, the other bent, and his tall body squatted down.
Lin Shuyao sat on the steps, her white feet rudely stepping on his bent knee, like a proud cat.
From the perspective of other people on the playground, they could only see one sitting and one squatting, with Cheng Zheng's back blocking most of their view.
"Thank you, Comrade Cheng Zheng."
She smiled triumphantly, her smile incredibly lively.
Cheng Zheng lowered his eyes, grabbed her fair and tender feet with his large hands, supporting her soles with his palms, and used his other hand to hold a cotton swab dipped in ointment, gently applying it to her pale pink skin after the scabs had fallen off.
The cool ointment touched her skin, and Lin Shuyao couldn't help but slightly pull her foot back, her arch unconsciously tensing.
"Hiss...it itches..."
She hummed softly, her voice growing sweeter and softer.
Cheng Zheng tightened his grip on the soles of her feet and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."
"Oh," Lin Shuyao replied. After he finished applying the ointment and released her feet, her jade-like toes restlessly darted forward, fiddled with the buttons on his military uniform, and then stepped on his firm chest with the soles of her feet, playfully stomping several times, feeling the clearly defined muscle contours below.
"What are you doing?" Cheng Zheng swallowed hard, his voice tight.
Lin Shuyao chuckled softly, looking at him with innocent, almond-shaped eyes: "My legs are tired, can I lean on your chest?"
"Put your socks on." Cheng Zheng's large hand covered her fair and delicate feet again, pulling them down from his chest.
"Ouch, you're hurting me..." Lin Shuyao cried out in a coquettish voice.
Cheng Zheng loosened his grip, and Lin Shuyao placed her white feet on his knees again, throwing him her socks: "Help me put them on, my hands hurt, I don't have the strength."
She had just changed into her new socks that morning, and they still smelled of soap powder.
Her feet smelled nice too; she washed them with soap several times a day.
"Wear it yourself." Cheng Zheng said coldly, his hands hanging limply.
Lin Shuyao pouted her cherry-red lips: "I have to cook for the experts at noon, and if my hand is injured..."
How much could wearing socks hurt your hands? She was just deliberately trying to hurt him.
"Take it." Cheng Zheng frowned and spoke coldly, handing her the cotton swabs. Lin Shuyao took them, her lips curving into a triumphant smile. Cheng Zheng picked up the white nylon socks from her shoes and put them on her feet.
While putting on his socks, his fingertips accidentally brushed against the sole of her foot. She let out a soft moan and her body twisted like a fish, almost losing her balance and falling to the side. Fortunately, Cheng Zheng reacted quickly and reached out to support her waist.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Shuyao leaned into his arms. Cheng Zheng quickly straightened her up, withdrew his hand, and stared at her with his dark eyes, scolding her in a deep voice: "You can even fall while sitting down."
"I didn't mean to, you're the one who scratched me just now." Lin Shuyao blinked innocently, and as she spoke, she put her other foot on his knee. "I haven't wiped this one yet, ouch, my hand hurts so much... The comrades who are supposed to be gathering should be here soon..."
Lin Shuyao's lips moved as she spoke, her face so white it was almost blinding, her eyes sparkling, her expression lively, both charming and alluring.
Cheng Zheng took a deep breath, a hint of inexplicable embarrassment and annoyance showing in his cold eyes. He then raised his hand to cover her ankle, his fingertips lightly lifting the edge of her socks to take them off.
Lin Shuyao curled her lips and handed him the cotton swab.
Cheng Zheng held her fair and tender feet and applied medicine to them. As soon as the cotton swab touched her skin, she giggled. Cheng Zheng's temples throbbed slightly, and he couldn't help but gently scrape the soles of her feet with the cotton swab.
Laugh, laugh your fill.
Lin Shuyao indeed moaned and twisted like a fish, desperately pulling her legs back, it was so itchy...
But his fingers were like iron clamps, and she couldn't break free no matter what she did.
Cheng Zheng couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile. He pinched her foot and gently scratched the sole. "Are you still smiling?"
"...Haa...No, I won't laugh anymore..." Lin Shuyao immediately changed her tune, lacking any backbone.
Cheng Zheng released her foot, and Lin Shuyao lifted her foot up, trying to pull it back, but unexpectedly Cheng Zheng lowered his head just then, and her foot directly pressed against his lips.