He held Lu Xiaoyou's delicate foot, carved like jade, and placed kisses along her instep and toes.
A tingling sensation, like electricity, swept up along her thigh.
With a soft moan, Lu Xiaoyou made a sound, as the man lifted his head, his eyes conveying a message:
"So what if he washed your feet with a basin? I can kiss your feet directly!"
"Long Xiliang, it's so ticklish!" Lu Xiaoyou called out softly but did nothing to stop the man's kisses.
"Tell me, what else did Zhou Shen do to you?" He vowed to be a hundred times, a thousand times better than he had been as Zhou Shen!
Long Xiliang was aware that he was angry with himself, jealous of his own persona.
Zhou Shen was just an act he'd put on, all for Lu Xiaoyou, everything had been him.
Yet he now hated the Zhou Shen persona he had created, how had he captured Lu Xiaoyou's heart while pretending to be Zhou Shen?
"Zhou Shen also did to me..."
Before Lu Xiaoyou could finish her sentence, the man's robust body covered hers.