Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

Chapter 475 A Very Jade Chapter

Well, Lu Mingfei was right.

Looking from the kitchen into the living room, I could only see the small half of the sofa where I sat sideways. My legs were resting on Lu Mingfei's legs, so I couldn't see his side.

But when Lu Mingfei took off her slippers and the little foot in his hand felt itchy, Chen Wenwen felt like countless tiny electric currents were running through her body. She felt a little uncomfortable: "But this... isn't too good, is it?"

"Why is it bad?" Lu Mingfei continued to give out twisted ideas: "Look at foreigners getting married, they can hold hands in front of the priest in the church. Since hands can be held, then feet are not similar? They are all limbs."

Chen Wenwen felt that something was wrong, but her head was burning with anxiety and she couldn't think of any words to refute him. She could only let Lu Mingfei rub her feet for a while.

"Luckily I took a shower this morning..." Chen Wenwen thought to herself shyly.

Seeing that Chen Wenwen had acquiesced to his behavior, Lu Mingfei smiled with a look of success. He took off the slipper on Chen Wenwen's other foot and held it in his hand.

Feeling her feet completely exposed to the air, Chen Wenwen twisted her ankles and trembled slightly shyly like a mimosa.

The lace edges of the white socks have an indescribable... astringent feeling?
"I feel like Wenwen's feet are about the same size as Miaomiao and Junior Sister's. Her feet are also very pretty. I wonder if they feel as white and smooth as theirs..."

Lu Mingfei thought about it subconsciously, and then was stunned, wondering why he would compare such things?

Could it be that I am really a pervert as the little angel said?
impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Feeling Lu Mingfei's gaze, Chen Wenwen twisted her feet uneasily, her cute toes slightly curled up, and a shy blush appeared on her face that was totally inconsistent with her appearance.

She glanced in the direction of the kitchen, reached out and pulled Lu Mingfei's clothes, and whispered softly: "Mingfei, stop staring..."

She felt that she shouldn't have agreed to Lu Mingfei's behavior... The atmosphere now was so weird, it seemed as if a pink mist of ambiguity was spreading in the living room.

It would be better if... I just promised him to kiss me.

It’s easy to get on Lu Mingfei’s pirate ship, but it’s not so easy to get off.

"Then I won't watch it." Lu Mingfei looked up at the TV.

The TV was replaying the Spring Festival Gala from a few days ago. Lu Mingfei pretended to be watching the show very seriously, but his attention was completely attracted by the pair of moving feet in his palm.

Probably because Lu Mingfei had no experience in this kind of thing, his technique was rather clumsy at the beginning, so Chen Wenwen's feet were itchy and twisted around.

From time to time, you can hear a suppressed chuckle from the other side of the sofa.

However, Lu Mingfei understood it quickly, and based on the reaction of the jade feet in his hands, he slowly found the right strength, changed from kneading to holding, and switched to gently rubbing with the palm of his hand.

As a result, Chen Wenwen's resistance was indeed reduced a lot, and her soft little feet, as soft as jade, lay comfortably in his palm.

Chen Wenwen supported her body with her hands on both sides, and her shy gaze shifted from Lu Mingfei's hands to Lu Mingfei's handsome profile. After a moment, she pretended to be indifferent and looked at the Spring Festival Gala replay on TV, trying to divert her psychological shyness.

The itchy feeling on her feet made her unable to pay attention to what was happening on TV.

But Lu Mingfei's fingers seemed to be particularly fond of her most ticklish places, such as the soles of her feet and between her toes.

I can only say that fortunately there was a thick layer of cotton socks between us, so the touch was not so direct, and it was not particularly itchy.

But even so, just trying not to move had already exhausted all her strength.

How long does Ming Fei plan to touch me...

It seems that I didn’t say...

You don't plan to eat it, do you?! Mom and Dad have cooked a few dishes now...

But after adapting for a while, Chen Wenwen felt that the itchiness was no longer as uncomfortable as before, and the toes being gently rubbed felt a little comfortable. It didn't seem too difficult to endure it for a while longer?
However, she had just thought about this for a short while before she felt the restraints on her feet loosen, followed by an icy cold feeling on the soles of her feet.

Chen Wenwen was stunned, turned her head, and saw that Lu Mingfei had already taken off her socks and stuffed them into his pocket as if it was a matter of course.

Chen Wenwen felt bad: "Ming Fei, what are you going to do?"

Lu Mingfei answered naturally: "Do you wear gloves when you shake hands with others?"

"..."

Chen Wenwen's stupid brain circuit hadn't yet thought of a reply to Lu Mingfei's words, and then her whole body trembled violently and she let out a muffled "hmm" laugh.

Lu Mingfei looked at the fair and delicate feet with toes curled up in his hands, and wondered if all beautiful girls were ticklish. He just touched the soles of Wenwen's feet and her legs started to tremble.

It was the same when I put Miaomiao's foot back in place when she sprained it. My junior sister's foot is also her weak spot...

But I have to say, Wenwen's bare feet are really beautiful, soft, smooth, and fragrant...

Wait! That's not right! This doesn't smell good!

But she was really sensitive. Occasionally, when Lu Mingfei's fingers touched Chen Wenwen's slightly concave soles and the gaps between toes, she would twitch suddenly, and her feet would jump like a pair of white fish.

The expression on her face was of course one of uncontrollable laughter. Although her brows were furrowed, it was not because she was unhappy, but because she needed to frown and endure it in order to suppress the slight itch coming from the soles of her feet.

However, even so, she had to purse her lips tightly to prevent herself from laughing, and her face was dyed coral red with a smile.

"Mingfei..." Chen Wenwen supported herself with her hands on both sides of her body, looking at Lu Mingfei with watery eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Is that all right... ow... stop touching me."

"Dinner hasn't started yet." Lu Mingfei replied.

Are you really going to eat it?

Chen Wenwen squeezed out a voice from her tightly pursed pink lips: "But, it's too itchy."

"Then touch it for another five minutes."

"too long."

"three minutes."

"OK then……"

After successfully bargaining, Lu Mingfei moved his fingers and stroked the instep first. After the entire instep had been "taken care of", he slid down to the sole of the foot, all the way from the delicate toes to the pink soles, and then smoothed out the wrinkles on the soles one by one.

"Puch..."

Chen Wenwen on the other side finally couldn't help it, and a sweet laugh like a silver bell burst out from her lips, and two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.

……

Soon it was time for dinner. Professor Chen called out in the kitchen that it was time to eat. Lu Mingfei said, "Uncle and aunt, you have worked hard. Let me help you serve the dishes." He and Chen Wenwen, whose face was a little red, went into the kitchen together.

Before serving the dishes, Lu Mingfei was very hygienic and walked to the sink and washed his hands with hand sanitizer.

When Chen's mother saw this, she nodded approvingly in her heart.

Family education and family conditions are not positively correlated, and many things can be seen from the details.

Just like Lu Mingfei, although he lives in his uncle's house, he washes his hands consciously before meals, which shows that his family education is not bad, at least he pays attention to such hygiene details.

However, when Chen's mother turned her head, she immediately saw Chen Wenwen standing next to her, with her heels exposed outside her plush slippers.

Chen's mother immediately criticized her seriously: "It's so cold, Wenwen, why don't you wear socks? Don't you know that the cold enters through the feet? You've been in poor health to begin with, and you were hospitalized last month..."

Lu Mingfei looked at Chen Wenwen, who was lowering her head with a look of grievance, and touched his pocket guiltily.

Damn it, I was so absorbed in touching her that I forgot to put it on Wenwen...

……

A small theater that Lu Mingfei didn't know about.

In the afternoon, after finishing her meal, Chen Wenwen said hello to her parents and went downstairs to send Lu Mingfei home. Of course, going home was just a way of dealing with her parents' excuses. In fact, she sent Lu Mingfei to the intersection where Yanhe Road forked.

Lu Mingfei pushed the bicycle, and she stood beside Lu Mingfei with her hands behind her back. The two of them walked along the river for a distance together.

We chatted, looked at the river, looked at the grass, and did what I had promised Lu Mingfei at home, hugging and kissing each other for a while.

After the couple had been together for about an hour, they parted ways by the river. After watching Lu Mingfei riding his bicycle away along the riverside road, Chen Wenwen turned around and walked back home.

After returning home and entering the room, Chen Wenwen closed the door behind her and sat down at the desk.

Holding her face in her hands, she hesitated for a long time, then Chen Wenwen, rubbing her feet under the table, opened her laptop, logged into QQ, and clicked on the "Good Friends Group".

They chatted about the Spring Festival Gala and the New Year together in the group chat. On the second day of the New Year, Su Xiaoqiang very ruthlessly removed Lu Mingfei from the group chat.

Now the group has returned to being just four people: her, Liu Miaomiao, Su Xiaoqiang and Xia Mi.

As for what the price of kicking Lu Mingfei out of the group was, she didn't know. Probably only Su Xiaoqiang himself knew.

Chen Wenwen: That.

Chen Wenwen: I have a question I want to ask, I wonder if it’s okay.

Liu Miaomiao: What’s the problem?

Su Xiaoqiang: It’s okay, Wenwen, just ask. There are no outsiders in the group.

Chen Wenwen: Well... a little embarrassing.

Su Xiaoqiang: An embarrassing question?

Su Xiaoqiang: Speaking of which...did Mingfei go to your house, Wenwen, to pay New Year's greetings today?

Su Xiaoqiang: Wait a minute!
Su Xiaoqiang: Did Ming Fei do something bad to you?

Su Xiaoqiang: That bastard!

Liu Miaomiao: ...also?

Chen Wenwen: No...it shouldn’t be considered a bad thing, right?

Chen Wenwen: I just want to ask, do you usually touch Mingfei’s feet?

Xia Mi:?
Su Xiaoqiang:?

Liu Miaomiao:?

Xia Mi:?
Xia Mi: Senior sister, did you touch my feet?

Chen Wenwen: No, it wasn’t given by me…

Liu Miaomiao: So Mingfei asked for it on his own initiative?
Chen Wenwen: Well... almost.

Liu Miaomiao: Oh.

Su Xiaoqiang: This guy!
Su Xiaoqiang: When I first met him, I thought he was a foot fetishist! Sure enough...

Xia Mi: So, Senior Sister Qiangqiang, did you let senior brother touch your feet when you first met him?
Liu Miaomiao:?

Chen Wenwen: Qiangqiang, you are so brave.

Su Xiaoqiang: What are you talking about!

Su Xiaoqiang: No way! How could I let him touch my feet the first time we met?

Su Xiaoqiang: It was just that when we first met, he kept staring at my feet.

Liu Miaomiao: So I can let Mingfei touch me the second time they meet?
Su Xiaoqiang: No way!
Liu Miaomiao: Is it okay now?

Su Xiaoqiang:......

Su Xiaoqiang: We’ll talk about it when the time comes…

Chen Wenwen: So, I'm the only one whose feet were touched by Mingfei?

Liu Miaomiao: No.

Liu Miaomiao: If we don’t count the first three years of junior high school when I didn’t talk to Mingfei much, I think Mingfei touched my feet not long after we really met. It was during our graduation trip in the capital, when we had our first date.

Liu Miaomiao: Xiao Mi should know?

Xia Mi: Hmm... roughly?
Xia Mi: Although I am not the first one to be touched on the feet by my senior brother, I should be the one who has been touched on the feet the most times. My senior brother always touches me when he has nothing to do at home.

Liu Miaomiao: So there is such a thing?

Su Xiaoqiang: Wait! Why are we starting to compare ourselves in such a strange place?!
Chen Wenwen: Am I just the third one?
Su Xiaoqiang: I told you not to compare with each other in such a weird place!

Xia Mi: So, in the end, Senior Sister Qiangqiang is the only one who hasn’t had her feet touched by Senior Brother?
Su Xiaoqiang:......

Su Xiaoqiang sat in front of the computer, his earlobes tinged with coral red. He bit his lip and wondered why the atmosphere in the group was becoming more and more weird. What was there to compare in such things?
Yes, if you want to compare, then compare...

Damn it! No, I really can’t say that kind of thing out loud!
However, looking at the strange chat records in the group, Su Xiaoqiang suddenly felt an indescribable strange anger lingering in his heart.

So...why didn't that guy touch my feet? Or even mention it to me?
Obviously they have all been asked to touch.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoqiang slid back a small step on the Herman Miller ergonomic chair, lowered his head, and pulled his bare feet out of the plush slippers.

"It's obviously very beautiful..."

Su Xiaoqiang looked at his feet and muttered somewhat unconfidently.

……

Lu Mingfei had no idea what the chat content was in the "good friends group", nor did he know that his label of "foot control" had been confirmed.

All he knew was that he had just taken a shower tonight and was lying in bed sleepily, thinking to himself, "I must go to bed early today, otherwise I will be late for dinner at Miaomiao's house tomorrow."

Xiao Longnu suddenly squeezed next to him and rested her head in his arms.

Lu Mingfei was stunned, thinking, could it be that today... Although there is nothing wrong with my body, I have to get up early tomorrow. The little girl's home is not as close as Wenwen's, and she can get there by riding a bicycle.

"How about we just forget about it today?"

Xia Mi bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and shook her head coquettishly: "No."

It is said that thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger... Then what should three thousand or four thousand be like? Like a little female dragon?

"Okay then, but let me make it clear first, you can't stay up so late today! It's 9:30 now, and you have to go to bed before 12 o'clock."

"Okay!" Xia Mi smiled and nodded. Suddenly, her watery eyes blinked with a lovely and moving spring light: "By the way, Senior Brother, do you want to try something else today?"

"Anything else?" Lu Mingfei paused. "What else?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly perked up and immediately knew what the "something else" Xia Mi was talking about.

Yes……

Dragon zu?

This lustful dragon king...where did she learn all this?
……

(End of this chapter)