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Chapter 105 Let me massage your legs

Chen Duling and her mother spent the entire day at Enlight Media. Aside from going through the formalities and auditioning, getting a feel for the camera, they spent almost all their remaining time dealing with the tedious business terms, negotiating fees and schedules, and meticulously reviewing the filming contract word by word.

Mrs. Chen was an extremely composed person. Although Rao Xueman and Su Youpeng were both very famous people, she insisted on taking the contract back and having a professional lawyer review it carefully again.

The three of them didn't return to the hotel until evening.

The day had left Chen Duling slightly tired; her once upright shoulders were now slumped, and her bright eyes were clouded with sleepiness.

"Auntie, send me a copy of Dudu's electronic contract. I'll have my legal counsel review it for you," Su Liu said as they entered the elevator.

"Okay, thank you, Xiao Su." Mrs. Chen nodded.

Chen Duling, who had been leaning against the elevator wall in a daze, looked up at Su Liu and met his gaze. She pursed her lips, playfully tugged at his sleeve from behind, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Su Su, you've become my guardian now."

The elevator dinged as it arrived at the floor. After returning to her room, Su Liu sent the contract to the legal department, instructing them to review it carefully.

He then got up and strolled to Chen Duling's room next door, intending to tell Chen's mother, but he was taken aback when he knocked on the door.

The TV was on in the room, but the volume was turned down low, and only Chen Duling was there. After leading Su Liu into the room, she immediately sank into the bedding on the bed.

"Where's Auntie?" Su Liu asked, somewhat surprised, as she closed the door behind her.

"Sister Wenxiu just called her, I don't know why she asked her to go." Chen Duling pouted, feigning grievance. "Susu, I'm so tired today, I feel like I'm not even this tired after running three kilometers."

She sat up and began patting her calves and massaging her aching ankles.

Su Liu sat down next to her and said, "When you start filming, it will be ten or a hundred times more tiring than this."

"Ah—" She tilted her head back, her entire back slumped, and she let out a sigh.

"Let me massage it for you."

Before she could react, Su Liu reached out and grabbed her slender leg with remarkable ease. Through the thin fabric of her leggings, he could feel how taut her leg muscles were.

Chen Duling's body trembled violently, as if she had been given a slight electric current, and her fair face instantly turned red.

She stammered, twisting her fingers, "You, you, well, okay then."

Although she was still a little shy, her body was very honest. She took the opportunity to push her two straight legs forward and placed them firmly on Su Liu's thighs.

Because of this position, the two were very close. Su Liu pressed his fingertips against the soles of her feet, and with his other hand he grasped her slender ankle, slowly and rhythmically rotating it.

Chen Duling bit her lower lip tightly. As her ankle was stretched, a sensation of soreness and tingling exploded within her. Her toes curled up sharply, her arches forming a tight arc. Through her clothes, Su Liu could clearly feel the trembling of her calves.

"Dudu, why do I feel like you have dead skin on your feet?"

"Yeah?"

"Yes." Su Liu's thumb and forefinger were positioned at her calf, sliding down gently until he reached her heel and gave it a light pinch.

"But... Coco might have been walking too much lately."

"Xiao Liu has one of those electric foot file devices, I'll go get it."

"what?"

While she was still in a daze, Su Liu had already left her room. When he returned with the electric foot file, Chen Duling was still in the same position, her eyes somewhat glazed over.

"Dudu, why didn't you take these socks off?"

Chen Duling was wearing something that was hard to call leggings or pantyhose; in any case, it was all connected together, which was quite troublesome.

"Huh? Do I need to take it off?"

Su Liu held up the foot file in his hand and shook it. "Otherwise, how can I help you?"

"Oh, then... then you can leave."

"I'm not looking at you, I'll just turn away, hurry up."

"That won't do!"

"Hey, back in Shanghai, when I was changing clothes in the office, you were doing the same thing."

"I...I, then you're not allowed to turn around."

"Don't worry, who wants to see you take your pants off?"

Then, a rustling sound came from behind. Because the fabric was too tight, it made a snapping sound when it was pulled down to the knees.

The fabric continued to slide down, and as it passed over the calf, the friction became increasingly faint. Then came the very soft sound of the heel slipping out of the wrap, like a bubble bursting.

"Okay... turn around now."

When Su Liu turned her head, she was sitting shyly on the edge of the bed, her legs together, as white and smooth as a peeled lychee.

Su Liu sat back on the edge of the bed and casually pulled her legs together.

Chen Duling's toes curled up tightly, wriggling like a little fish swimming in water.

"There's clearly no dead skin," she said softly, looking at her heels.

"Oh, really?" Su Liu placed his palm firmly against her arch and gently slid it along. "There really isn't anything there."

"Then why don't you let go?"

"I'll give you a massage."

"Oh, then go ahead and press it."

He placed his palm on her ankle and slowly moved it upwards along the curve of her slender calf. Chen Duling felt a rough warmth creeping up her ankle inch by inch, raising goosebumps.

But she didn't dodge; instead, she seemed to be drawn in by the heat, limp and letting him do as he pleased.

The higher Su Liu moved, the closer he got to the core area.

His movements were slow and deliberate, his fingers gently kneading the most delicate skin on the inside of his thighs.

"Su...Su Su." Chen Duling's hands were on the covers, her voice trembling slightly, "Where...where are you pressing?"

Although she was complaining, her long, slender legs remained obediently resting on Su Liu's knees.

"Dudu, come a little closer."

"what...

""

Chen Duling scooted forward, and she ended up nestled in Su Liu's arms, sitting perfectly on his lap.

Su Liu placed one palm on the inside of her thigh and wrapped the other arm around her waist.

"No, no!"

She immediately squeezed her legs together.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Duling buried her head in the crook of his neck, her voice muffled, "Su Su, no! What if my mom comes back?"

Su Liu tightened his grip on her waist, bringing them closer together, and then slid his hand under her clothes to press against her lower abdomen.

Chen Duling seemed to have been put on pause, even holding her breath.

"That's fine." Su Liu rubbed her waist.

"Really? But you're getting higher and higher."

"Huh? Is that so? No way, there's nothing to touch up there."

"What did you say!" Chen Duling's eyes widened, and she even forgot to be shy.

"It's nothing." Su Liu withdrew his hand and pressed on her softest spot at the waist.

This prompted her to shout again, "Not even down!"

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