My wife is pure and pure

This also made the face of the little deskmate turn red.

Looking at the cute toes that were stripped clean by herself, Luo Mingyu couldn't help pinching her cute toes that were as shy and tense as her master.

It feels warm and delicate to the touch, which is the same as before.

"Don't be nervous, relax, I can't even wear it."

Luo Mingyu said such words, took this opportunity to knead a few times more vigorously, which can be regarded as completely pinching the nervous line of defense of the little tablemate's footsteps.

This is actually very simple and not difficult at all, and it is easier than those ladies who are the target of the mission to break Luo Mingyu's thigh.

In other words, when Luo Mingyu wrapped her hands around Yan Jue's lovely rosy sole, she had already completely fallen.

If possible, Luo Mingyu felt that Yan Jue would definitely want to cover his face with his hands at this moment, so as not to look at him.

It's just that such an escape is not suitable for Yan Jue.

She is the most courageous person who faces all kinds of difficulties and challenges.

At least Luo Mingyu has never seen her give up and break her defenses.

Even for such a long time, every time my hard work fails to achieve the corresponding results, and I will be laughed at by the people around me.

She also remained unmoved.

So today she also insisted on watching Luo Mingyu hold her feet and knead them in various positions.

This made her very nervous, as if she couldn't help but want to shrink back when the nurse pinched the back of her hand and held the needle closer when she was infusing the bottle.

But just like the nurse's powerful and stable grip, Luo Mingyu's grip is tight enough here, and she even admires Yan Juan's without any haste.

Light and nimble toes and pink nails infecting the youthful vigor of a girl.

Yan Jue didn't do any special manicure, and she never used any nail polish.

Either fingers or toes.

The nails on the top were carefully cut into a round and full shape by her with nail clippers.

It's the kind that makes people want to take a sip when they look at it.

Of course, Luo Mingyu would not do this, at least not now.

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If Luo Mingyu could really lower his head and lick it regardless of his face.

Then this would be a devastating disaster to Yan Jue's sanity.

It was the kind of situation that could directly shut down her brain on the spot.

Maybe even for a long time after that, she couldn't think about the problem normally.

Really like a little fool, stunned.

This scene must be very interesting.

Luo Mingyu also wanted to take a look.

If she waits to reopen later, she can give it a try.

But definitely not now.

As far as the current situation is concerned, it is far from the time for Luo Mingyu to give up and lie flat.

Even if he is about to spend a short period of time under the same roof with Aunt Bai.

She didn't feel that she had no chance of surviving.

Even if she doesn't have the advantage, at least she can get a tie.

　Putting Aunt Bai's question aside for the time being, the multicolored rope Luo Mingyu was holding finally passed through the exquisite curve of the instep along the light toes, and finally reached the ankle at the end.

The slender ankle line is full of agility, and you can clearly feel the strength and toughness it contains when you hold it in your hand.

But at this time, in Luo Mingyu's hands, it was not soft enough. The leg of the little deskmate had changed from being tense and stiff at the beginning to being soft and having no idea.

That's pretty good too.

It also feels better to play with in the hand.

But Luo Mingyu also knew that the delay might be a bit long, and there was still a Mengmeng squatting in the cafeteria waiting for him.

All her enjoyment of pinching her feet this time came to an end, and finally she let go of Yan Jue's thigh after pinching it hard with some reluctance.

"What do you think~ Doesn't it look better on your feet~?"

"Huh? Ah...um."

Really, Yan Jue doesn't care about whether it looks good or not.

All she wanted to do now was put on her socks and shoes, and cover her face and neck if possible.

"Trust my aesthetics~ Here are the socks I gave you. By the way, your socks are so white that I want to smell them."

Luo Mingyu continued to joke around, today's low ponytail will not bring about such a quiet change in her personality.

She is still the same, especially when facing a simple child like Yan Jue, the wicked little devil in her heart is always ready to move.

As soon as I get the chance, I guarantee that I will get out and make a fuss.

And the little deskmate who was taken care of by her combo just now began to be unclear about the line between joking and seriousness.

Luo Mingyu's smiling face seemed dizzy and confused in her eyes.

So when she heard Luo Mingyu's words, the big reaction made Luo Mingyu jump.

"Don't! Don't smell it!"

The voice of the little deskmate couldn't control the volume up a lot, and it could be seen that she was really anxious.

At the same time as she was anxious, a sense of shame that was so strong that it could be called viscous also surged into her heart.

Luo Mingyu even seemed to see a sparkle of crystal light in her eyes.

This is really extremely rare for her, or in other words, there are only a handful of times when Yan Jue can speak so loudly.

A kind of self-doubt about whether I played Dafa began to gather in Luo Mingyu's heart.

But in a blink of an eye she denied this rubbing.

Deciding that the little deskmate was just a stress reaction caused by being too shy, she was not angry, let alone impatient.

Therefore, Luo Mingyu can continue to behave calmly.

"Haha~ I'm just kidding~ By the way, you don't really want me to smell it, do you?"

The brazen, insidious and cunning Luo Mingyu turned this topic on Yan Jue's head, obviously she brought it up by herself.

Now it seems that it is the same as someone else's little deskmate.

It's just bullying.

"No no."

Yan Jue shook his head anxiously, and the plain black ponytail followed suit.

Serious people will always be extra serious in various details.

This is especially true when it comes to issues of self-shame.

"I said it all, I was joking~ well, I'm going to the cafeteria, do you want to go with me?"

Luo Mingyu felt that it was almost done, and she should let it go as soon as it was good, and enough was enough.

And her words were purely polite, Yan Jue would not be with her after such a disturbance just now.

"Oh no, you go first."

As expected, the little deskmate didn't even have time to hesitate, so she directly declined Luo Mingyu's not-so-sincere invitation.

Shrugging his shoulders, Luo Mingyu walked out of the classroom.

After seeing her leave, Yan Jue lay down on the table with his arms on his head as if he was completely burned out.

He buried his face and neck together.

Like an ostrich buried in the sand.

Or it is the standard appearance of a female classmate crying.

But when Yan Jue was cooling himself down from the inside out, a head with a low ponytail suddenly poked back at the door of the classroom, and yelled at the only person in the classroom.

"Ah, right! At the same table, I really don't mind~"

After a while, Yan Jue felt his blood rushing to his face, and layers of water mist appeared in his red eyes.

The nervous and throbbing heart pounded heavily on the thin steel plate in front of Yan Jue.

Restless and flustered with a little shyness of being affirmed.

Although she didn't understand why she was having fun, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

The more the little deskmate couldn't control the deep joy hidden in her heart, the more obvious the shame on her face became.

The only good news is that Luo Mingyu left after leaving such a mouthful, and did not continue to embarrass this innocent girl here.

Give her back the space in the classroom to calmly enjoy.

After waiting for a while, Yan Jue quietly raised his forehead, glanced around, and finally sat up straight after confirming that there was no one there.

After a while of self-adjustment, most of the blush on her face faded.

But there is still a shy face full of red light.

Especially the ears, once this part gets hot, it takes longer to cool down.

She couldn't do the reading comprehension in front of her at all.

She looked sideways at her left foot, which had not had time to put on the shoe, and the conspicuous colorful rope chain on her ankle.