"Xu Musen."
"What is it now?"
"Tell me, do you find it more comfortable to hold my foot or Nuannuan's?"
Yao Mingyue cupped her cheeks and looked seriously into his eyes.
Xu Musen instinctively compared them.
An Nuannuan's small feet were undeniably the softest, like white jade tofu, truly something you hold in your hand with care lest it breaks, or in your mouth lest it melts.
Whereas Yao Mingyue's toes were more defined, with a soft elasticity, like a piece of fruit-flavored jelly.
There's no better or worse, just different flavors~
"Hey, I'm asking you!"
Yao Mingyue wiggled her feet.
"Each has its own merits."
"Can you not be so perfunctory?"
"You're the one suddenly asking such a weird question, how am I supposed to answer?"
"Then if... both Nuannuan and I said we were tired and wanted a massage, who would you help first?"
Yao Mingyue looked at Xu Musen with extreme seriousness.
