He carried her into the bathroom. She was limp as she felt him wash every inch of her body. He shook his head and looked at her. "Your body now is really impossible." Lin Che glared angrily at him. Whose body could withstand his torture?
She raised a leg, wanting to kick him but he grabbed hold of it,
Her small, wet leg had not been tried. The water droplets on it made her leg look exquisite.
Because she was an artist, every detail her body could be pinpointed by others. Thus, even her toes were groomed beautifully. They were tender and fair like lotus root.
He grabbed her leg tightly, lowered his head, and put a toe in his mouth.
She was so shocked that she immediately tried to withdraw her leg.
He licked her, smiled, and said, "Do it again."
"Idiot!" She glared at him. "Don't you despise dirtiness?"