I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

Chen Shuo answered casually, pulling her along as they continued walking, holding her hand tightly to prevent her from breaking free and running off to dig in the snow.

He had every reason to suspect that this girl came from the South, as if she had never seen snow before.

The sky in the distance turned white, and the sky closer to us turned even whiter; the whole world seemed to be draped in silver.

Several children were building snowmen under the trees, though it was unclear what they were making. One child, however, seemed out of place, looking up with his mouth wide open to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Don't learn from that brat, do you hear me?" Seeing this, Chen Shuo turned his head and instructed.

"I won't learn." Bai Xiaoqi glanced at him twice and then looked away. She felt that the child wasn't very smart; he could only catch a lot with his hands, not his mouth.

The hands are bigger than the mouth.

Then she stretched out her other free hand and began to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Snowflakes landed on her palm, melting before she could even make out their shape, leaving her hands damp. She tried to catch them for a long time, but couldn't catch a single one.

Seeing this, Chen Shuo sighed, looked at the white mist coming out of his mouth, reached out and caught a few snowflakes, held them in front of her, and asked, "Guess how many snowflakes I have in my hand?"

Not a single one.

"Yes, you guessed right."

Chen Shuo opened his palm, looked at the dampness in it, and continued, "Since you know there aren't any, you should understand that you can't catch snowflakes, so don't be silly and reach out to catch them."

"You're the stupid one." Bai Xiaoqi raised her foot to kick him, but unexpectedly slipped and Chen Shuo, who was holding her hand, also fell down.

Fortunately, the snow was heavy, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of soft snow, so the fall didn't hurt much, and there was no physical injury.

However, those few kids who laughed and mocked him caused him psychological harm.

Chen Shuo was too lazy to argue with those brats, so he quickly helped her up, brushed the snowflakes off her, and straightened her scarf and her crooked little cotton hat. "How are you? Did you hurt yourself?"

Bai Xiaoqi turned her head to look at her ankle. "I think I twisted my ankle."

How serious is it?

"It's not serious, it just hurts a little."

"Just because it hurts a little now doesn't mean it won't hurt later. Let's go home and take a look at you first, and then we'll decide whether to buy medicine or what to do."

"Aren't you going out for hot pot anymore?"

"What's the point of eating? Let's go home and order takeout." Chen Shuo squatted down and gently patted the snow off her calves. "Can you still walk? If you can't, I'll carry you back."

Bai Xiaoqi was about to nod when she heard the second half of his sentence, so she quickly shook her head, "No."

......

......

The snow was falling heavily, and Chen Shuo carried her back the way he came. Although her small body was light and not heavy at all, and the distance was not far, only a few hundred meters.

But walking in the snow was difficult, with one step deep and another shallow. He didn't want the cat girl on his back to fall again, so he could only walk slowly and try to walk steadily. As a result, he had already broken out in a light sweat after only a dozen steps. But it had its advantages, at least he felt warm after sweating.

Bai Xiaoqi rested her head on his neck, gently wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and asked, "Am I heavy?"

"Yeah, it's quite heavy."

"???"

Bai Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, "You think I'm fat?"

"...no."

Chen Shuo lifted her little bottom up with his hand before saying, "The weight I'm talking about isn't the weight you think it is. This weight is psychological. In my heart, you are my whole world. Carrying the whole world on your back would definitely feel heavy, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Bai Xiaoqi was pleased by his coaxing, so she kissed him on the cheek and asked, "But why did you pinch my butt just now?"

"Oh, I just wanted to check if you were wearing long johns. You don't know, long johns are very important..."

As Chen Shuo walked, he chattered on and on. He could feel her hair falling beside his ears and neck, and he could feel the soft breath from her mouth and nose brushing against his face. It was a little hot and a little itchy.

Damn winter, and this girl's figure wasn't great to begin with, plus she's wearing a thick down jacket.

It made him feel no softness or lumps on his back at all.

Why not in summer?

His mind was wandering, but Chen Shuo's face remained serious. "So you really need to take good care of your legs. Keep them warm and don't let them get cold, or you'll get rheumatism, understand?"

"I understand. I thought you were going to say that I should take good care of my legs so that it would feel more comfortable to touch them."

"How do you know? Ugh, how could you say that? I don't think I ever touched your leg, did I?"

Bai Xiaoqi leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Do you want to touch it?"

The warm breath entered his ear, and Chen Shuo felt his heart tremble. He nodded honestly, "Yes."

Bai Xiaoqi hummed and gently bit his ear, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she still said firmly, "I knew you wanted to. You've always been staring at my legs."

"Actually, I also looked at his feet..." Chen Shuo muttered to himself.

"Hmph, foot fetish."

Chen Shuo was surprised. "How did you know... Oh, where did you get this information from?"

"I already knew."

Chen Shuo finally understood, and couldn't help but feel irritated. "Damn it, you internet scumbags, give me back my innocent and cute cat girl!"

"I shouldn't have let you play on your phone all day. Now look what's happened. You've been poisoned by those bastards online and you even know about foot fetishes."

"I also know about leg fetishists; you're one of them."

No, I am not.

"Hmm." Bai Xiaoqi nodded. "You're a foot fetishist and a leg fetishist."

"wrong."

"Then what are you?"

"I'm obsessed with you."

"Pah, shameless."

Bai Xiaoqi couldn't help but spit out a curse, but then gave him a quick kiss on his thick cheek.

Chapter Fifty-Five: No one else was around.

Back home, Chen Shuo put the cat girl on his back onto the sofa, wiped the sweat from his brow, then squatted down to take off her boots. Looking at her little feet wrapped in pink cotton socks, he asked, "Which foot did you twist just now?"

"This one."

Bai Xiaoqi slightly lifted her twisted foot, and then Chen Shuo grabbed it and ripped off her sock. Seeing that soft, white, and delicate foot, he couldn't help but rip off the sock on her other foot as well.

"My foot is fine."

"You should take a look even if there's nothing else to do."

Chen Shuo sat down beside her, lifted her legs and held them in his arms before checking where she had twisted her ankle.

It was hard to tell that her little feet were white and tender like snow, with smooth insteps like silk and slightly pink soles. They were delicate and petite, without any redness or swelling.

"It doesn't look serious. Here, let me rub it for you."

Holding the twisted little foot in his palm, Chen Shuo was about to rub it when he saw the five plump, delicate toes curl up forcefully and heard a soft groan.

Did you pinch me too hard?

"No." Bai Xiaoqi frowned slightly. Her feet didn't hurt at all at this point, but the feeling of being held and the warmth of his palm made her feel strange and shy.

"That's good. If you sprain your ankle, it's usually the ankle or the top of your foot that's injured. I'll continue massaging it for you. If it hurts anywhere, just tell me."

As Chen Shuo spoke, he gently massaged her soft soles a few times, enjoying the smooth and delicate feel, and then pressed down along the instep to her ankle.

"Um..."

Bai Xiaoqi's eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and she occasionally let out a cute little hum from her nose. She gripped the sofa tightly with both hands, bit her lip, and her body was trembling slightly.

Listening to her soft, nasal singing, it was easy to let one's imagination run wild. Chen Shuo felt his mind wandering and couldn't help but say, "If it hurts, just say so. Don't make strange noises."

"......"

Bai Xiaoqi bit her lip and remained silent. She wanted to keep quiet, but she couldn't help it. That strange feeling traveled from her feet to her heart and then through her nose.

As Chen Shuo kneaded her soft and beautiful arch, the strange sensation grew stronger and stronger. She couldn't bear it any longer and quickly pulled her foot out of his hand.

"I... I won't let you touch me anymore, you always pinch me randomly."

"I'm massaging your feet, not touching them." Chen Shuo felt he was being questioned. Although he did get distracted while massaging her feet, he was definitely massaging them, not touching them.

"And I'm not just sculpting randomly, I'm sculpting according to a method, I've received professional training."

Chen Shuo made up a story on the spot. Seeing her blushing face, he understood that she was shy. Then, looking at her curled-up little feet, he asked, "Do your feet still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Bai Xiaoqi shook her head repeatedly, then picked up her socks and put them on, wrapping her feet in them. Only then did she feel the strange sensation gradually subside.

Seeing this, Chen Shuo felt a pang of disappointment. He hadn't had enough of touching or looking at those tender little feet before they were covered up.

Noticing his gaze, Bai Xiaoqi involuntarily pulled her foot back. But seeing the disappointment on his face, she hesitated for a moment before stretching her foot out again. "I... I can let you touch me while I'm wearing socks, but you're not allowed to pinch me randomly."

"Yes, I won't pinch it randomly."

Chen Shuo nodded in assurance, but couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering how he had become a foot fetishist.

I never had this kind of preference before. It just happened inexplicably and abruptly that I started to like her feet.

Is it all because those little feet are too cute?

As he pondered this, Chen Shuo once again pulled her legs into his arms and gently kneaded her little feet, which were covered in cotton socks. He could almost feel the smooth texture of her skin through the socks.

Moreover, the size is about the same as my hand, and it fits perfectly in my hand. I really love it.

Chen Shuo couldn't help but sigh again from the bottom of his heart. Foot fetish, so be it. I, Chen, accept it.

He turned to look at the balcony. The snow was still falling outside, but the snowfall was gradually lessening and would probably stop soon.

To be honest, once I go out in the snow, I don't want to go out again, especially since I finally got to touch those little paws and I'm a little reluctant to leave.

"I'm ordering takeout, what do you want to eat?" Chen Shuo took out his phone from his pocket.