A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

Shen Ye had no intention of condescending to massage Chu Cihan's feet.

But those jade-like feet were right in front of me.

Crystal clear, round and lovely, with fair skin on the instep and neatly arranged toes. The marks of high heels are still visible on the ankle bone, two light red marks.

So Shen Ye chose to follow his heart.

"Fine, it's your birthday today."

He muttered something under his breath, and then squatted down in front of the girl.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and pinch."

Chu Cihan sank deeper into the sofa, raised her chin, and adopted the air of a young lady ordering food.

Shen Ye reached out and grasped one of the small feet.

It was warm to the touch, soft and delicate, and the arch of my foot nestled comfortably in his palm.

"Hmm..."

Chu Cihan's toes suddenly curled up.

She trembled slightly, biting her lip, and made no sound.

Oops......

How could it be that I was just being held in his hand, and that was it...?

She turned her face to one side, pretending to look at the night view outside the window, but her ears turned red at a visible speed.

Shen Ye didn't notice her unusual behavior and gently began to massage her.

The thumb pushes from the heel to the arch of the foot, then slides down the arch to the base of the toes, applying just the right amount of pressure—not painful, but enough to gradually soothe the soreness and swelling from the night before.

The smooth, slippery feel in his palm was almost irresistible to him.

You wouldn't notice anything unusual about this girl when she's wearing her school uniform, but once she takes off her shoes, you'll realize that she takes better care of her feet than her face.

If it could be used for...

After the initial excitement subsided, Chu Cihan calmed down.

Her tense shoulders relaxed, and she slumped into the sofa, her eyes half-closed, as she began to enjoy Shen Ye's foot massage.

It's a little itchy, but also a little comfortable...

The moment the soreness was massaged away, a tingling sensation shot from the soles of my feet all the way to the back of my head.

The girl unconsciously let out a soft hum.

"Hmm~"

Outside.

Shen Lan, holding a glass of red wine, had already grasped the doorknob.

Her hand froze in place as she pressed the doorknob halfway down.

just......

Is that my daughter's voice?

Yes, it couldn't be anyone else! She couldn't possibly mistake her own daughter's voice!

but......

Why is it in such a strange form?

Shen Lan, holding her wine glass, dared not open the door.

She was afraid that if she pushed open the door, she would see something shocking.

She slowly withdrew her hand from the doorknob, then quietly pressed herself against the door, tilting her ear to eavesdrop on the sounds inside.

"Mmm...mmm~"

Then her daughter's voice came out again, one after another, with the intervals getting shorter and shorter.

There was also a man's deep voice mixed in, but it was impossible to hear what he was saying.

Shen Lan's palms began to sweat.

The red wine in the glass sloshed and almost spilled.

"A little harder..."

Chu Cihan's humming voice drifted out again.

A little harder?!

Shen Lan's vision went black.

What's going on? What's that kid doing?!

Inside the room, Shen Ye's technique was truly superb.

The massage made Chu Cihan feel weak all over, so comfortable that he didn't want to move, and he even forgot about the little bit of self-restraint he was trying to maintain.

"Right here, a little harder..."

This guy actually became his own foot masseur?

Shen Ye, expressionless, slapped her calf hard to show his displeasure.

"Don't push your luck."

"Hmm!"

But his hands didn't stop moving; the "snap" was crisp and clear, like the popping sound of flesh hitting flesh.

Outside.

Shen Lan steadied herself against the wall.

The daughter's occasional whimpers, the occasional lewd words, and that crisp "smack"...

With all three approaches combined, even though she considered herself open-minded, she felt a chill run down her spine.

She is enlightened.

She didn't object to her daughter liking this boy named Shen Ye; the boy was indeed good in every way.

but......

Isn't the progress going too fast?

Today is supposed to be my daughter's coming-of-age ceremony! Two high school students, not even officially "official" in that sense yet, are already in a penthouse suite at a hotel...

Shen Lan was a little dizzy, her hand holding the wine glass hanging in mid-air, unsure whether to go in or turn around and leave.

If we go inside and run into something, everyone will lose face.

If she doesn't go in, what if something goes wrong? Wouldn't she be derelict in her duty as a mother?

Just as she was struggling with this internal conflict, the noise in the room gradually subsided.

The humming stopped, and the talking also ceased.

Shen Lan held her breath and listened for half a minute, making sure the noise inside had completely stopped, before she patted her chest and forcibly suppressed her restless emotions.

What's meant to happen will happen.

She straightened her skirt, put on a polite smile, and pushed open the door to enter.

"What's going on? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

A smile in the standard motherly tone.

His gaze, however, inadvertently swept across the entire room.

With just one glance, Shen Lan's heart sank to the ground.

Inside the room, the girl in the blue dress was lying face down on the sofa, her cheeks flushed pink, breathing slightly heavily, looking completely drained.

The girl's skirt was gathered up to her thighs, revealing large expanses of her snow-white skin. Her pair of rhinestone-studded high heels were kicked here and there, lying dead on the floor.

Meanwhile, the boy on the other side...

Shen Ye was facing away from her, head down, slowly tidying up his coat that Chu Cihan had just kicked off, with two buttons undone at the collar.

This scene, as seen by Shen Lan, undoubtedly confirmed her earlier suspicions.

The woman froze on the spot.

"Mom, what brings you here?"

Upon seeing his mother enter, Chu Cihan propped himself up halfway from the sofa, tilted his head, and asked, his cheeks still flushed.

"What you just did..." Shen Lan hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

"just?"

Chu Cihan blinked, looking completely bewildered.

"I was just having Shen Ye massage my feet, what's wrong?"

"...A foot massage?"

Shen Lan was stunned.

His mind raced, reviewing all the sounds he had overheard.

If you want a foot massage...

...It seems like everything matches up.

It seems I misunderstood.

Shen Lan's smile froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

She coughed awkwardly twice and raised her hand to brush away the stray hairs at her temples.

"Oh, I see."

"It's nothing, it's nothing. You guys chat, Mom just came to check on things... Mom won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, she practically fled the room, closing the door behind her.

Outside the door, Shen Lan leaned against the wall, letting out a long breath, her chest heaving several times.

That scared the hell out of me.

No, we need to have Chu Bin keep an eye on things.

These two kids still need someone to look after them...

Inside the room, the two young people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What's wrong, Auntie?"

Shen Ye straightened his coat, looking puzzled.

He went in and came out again, acting strangely, and his face was red.

Chu Cihan shook his head blankly.

She couldn't understand her mother's expression just now.

However, the girl didn't dwell on these things; right now, she had more important things to do.

She sat back down on the sofa, placed her hands on her knees, and looked at Shen Ye, who was adjusting his cufflinks, her expression suddenly becoming serious.

The words she hadn't finished saying at the banquet, the wish she hadn't been able to utter by candlelight, now pounded against her chest.

She opened her mouth.

I wanted to say something, but I got stuck.

My throat was dry, and my heart was beating faster and faster.

Shen Ye noticed her unusual behavior and stopped buttoning his shirt.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Cihan took a deep breath, her nails digging into her palms, finally mustering her courage.

"Shen Ye."

"Um?"

"I'm an adult now."

"Mmm." Shen Ye nodded. "So?"

"So...you, you..."

Chu Cihan suddenly got stuck again.

Her cheeks flushed red, and her lips parted twice, but she couldn't bring herself to say the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Just as she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and was about to speak her mind in one go, Shen Ye raised his hand to interrupt her.

"Alright, we've changed our clothes, it's time for us to go back."

He patted his brand-new navy blue suit, then rubbed his stomach, looking troubled.

"I haven't had dinner yet. I was just drinking orange juice, and I'm starving."

"Come on, Miss Chu, take me back for dinner."

Interrupted like this, Chu Cihan's courage, which he had been building up for half a day, suddenly vanished completely.

Like a punctured balloon, it deflated softly.

She opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

"......oh."

She responded softly, stood up on her bare feet, and looked down to find her high heels.

I picked them up one by one, put them on, and slipped them back into the stiletto heels.

Then, following behind Shen Ye, they silently walked towards the door.

Her steps were listless, and even the hem of her skirt seemed to drag on listlessly.

Shen Ye walked ahead, his hand on the doorknob.

He glanced at the listless figure behind him, paused for a moment, and sighed inwardly.

He had a pretty good idea of ​​what the guy was going to say.

At least, not now...