miss mist go with the flow

She regretted it a little. When Sirin sucked her fingers just now, she should have stirred it a few times.

Before Amy nodded in agreement, Sirin had already taken the small scissors and hook file, grabbed Amy's hand, and began to trim her nails.

Amy looked at Sirin, who lowered her head and carefully handled her nails, and suddenly thought of something in her mind.

In other words, in the relationship with the female address book, trimming nails seems to have a special implied meaning?

hiss!Wow, she suddenly thought of a bad picture!

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Song of the Traveler: Chapter 120 Five Daily Games

The thoughts in her mind were churning, but Amy was not willing to withdraw her hand.

The image of Sirin pinching her fingers and trimming her nails slowly and carefully fell into her eyes, making her look extraordinarily cute.

Amy felt Sirin's heart, that kind of whole-hearted concern and care, which Amy had rarely experienced before.

She looked at her nails, the crescent moon was still so healthy, the nails that exposed the fingertips were cut off, and the edges were carefully polished with a hook file...

Sirin treats her nails as if they are delicate and fragile works of art, with extra care and care.

The thumb that Amy had previously handled by herself was also caught by Sirin and reworked. Seeing the nails on her hand being trimmed little by little, Amy felt a little sweet in her heart.

It took more than a quarter of an hour to trim the five fingers of Amy's left hand. The small wound on the middle finger has completely healed, and even the scratches are no longer visible.

Amy used the edge of her nails to mosuo her palms, and the slight pain did not appear again. She raised her fingers to look closely, with a smile on her face, and said to Sirin: "The workmanship is good, I am very satisfied~~"

"Next is the right hand." Sirin wiped the scissors and hook file with a silk cloth, and then went to grab Amy's right hand.

Amy didn't refuse, she adjusted her sitting posture, bent forward slightly, spread her fingers apart, and brought them in front of Sirin.

Sirin lowered her head to fix her nails, and Amy stared at Sirin's side cheeks with great interest. If she moved her gaze down, she could see the slender and beautiful neck. mountains.

Sirin noticed Amy's gaze, the corners of her mouth twitched, and a smile flickered in the corners of her eyes.

Taking advantage of the movement when changing the knife, she pulled the sleeve robe and pulled the clothes down another inch, and the angle of her body leaning forward slightly increased.

In this way, from Amy's perspective, the looming northern mountains become more obvious, and the deep ravines between the mountains are also clearly visible.

Sirin could clearly hear the sound of Amy swallowing saliva, and she could also feel that Amy's gaze became more and more intense. She sniggered with joy in her heart, and handled Amy's fingers more attentively.

This is for the good of Amy, and also for her own safety.

Speaking of which, Sirin was also inspired by Amy to know how attractive her body is.

In her previous adventurous practice career, she always wrapped her chest around her chest for the convenience of drawing the sword without affecting the battle. The clothes were relatively simple and tightly wrapped, which could not show her curves.

After living with this moon elf, she realized what a physical advantage is.

Amy likes to watch, so she asked Amy to watch more, and showed off her figure in golden quicksand, also to impress Amy even more.

In the process of advancing the relationship between the two, Sirin is like a strategist. The price paid in advance at the moment is all for the ultimate benefit of the long-term goal.

It took Sirin about 10 minutes to deal with the nails on Amy's right hand, but Amy's scorching gaze moved away in the 6th minute.

This is also in line with the Moon Elf's consistent nature. She seems bold and unrestrained, and dared to drag her to the hot springs when they first met, but she was shy inside and treated every physical contact cautiously.

It is precisely because of this that there will be an offensive and defensive transition between the two sides.

Sirin is impatient, she can't wait for Amy's procrastination, she prefers a more direct attack.

Sirin took Amy's two hands, bent her body and leaned over, "Is the wound you cut just now okay?"

Amy raised her left middle finger and said with a smile: "It's just a small injury, it's completely healed!"

Sirin licked her lips and said, "Since the fingernails on the hands are all cut, let's take care of the toenails by the way, how about it?"

"Eh?" Amy tilted her head, slightly surprised, "I only have this set of tools. I cut my toenails, will you still use them later?"

"It's enough to wash it once, and your feet are not dirty." Sirin said calmly.

In fact, she likes Amy's little feet, which are thin and soft, with the familiar body fragrance of the moon elves.Occasionally it would press on her when she was asleep, and even if she reached out to play with it, Amy, who was in a deep sleep state, would not notice it.

After sleeping in the same bed for so long, Sirin has long discovered that Amy is the type who sleeps very hard, rarely wakes up halfway, and sleeps peacefully most of the time, but sometimes she will suddenly fall into her arms With the movement of drilling, he would hug her waist and press down on her legs.

Under such circumstances, Sirin, who is naturally vigilant, would usually wake up, but she would not refuse Amy's approach, but was happy for this to happen.

Amy did this because she had a complete sense of trust in her, and Sirin enjoyed this kind of sticking behavior very much.

Hearing that Sirin was going to cut her toenails, Amy scratched her cheek in embarrassment.

The nails on the hands are not a place of privacy, so it’s fine to ask Sirin to help, but for the toenails, Amy still feels a little shy.

She is indeed the kind of person who has to go through the whole process of cutting her nails, without missing any fingers and toes, so she was a little tangled up for a while.

When she was on Earth, she had a tool box. The nail clippers for fingers and toes were used separately. Here is a set of pruning tools. Worried about things like fungal infection and onychomycosis.

Amy thought for a while and said, "I walked for a long time today, my feet may be a little dirty..."

If Sirin stops here, she won't cut her toenails. If Sirin continues to persuade, she will take advantage of the situation and compromise.

Sirin said: "Then you go to take a shower first, just change into pajamas, so that you can move around more easily."

Miss Swordsman advised...

Amy pursed her lips and stood up, "I will wash my feet clean, it must be tasteless!"

Sirin nodded, "I'll take this time to trim the nails on my hands."

"Don't wait!" Amy said, "You have cut my nails for me, and I want to help you too. Leave it to me later!"

Amy knew that Sirin advocated the principle of exchange of equal value. She served herself, and she had to give back as much as possible. Otherwise, Sirin would use this as an excuse to demand compensation from her sooner or later.

Miss Swordsman's compensation, tsk tsk...

Sirin smiled, "Alright, then I'll wait for you."

Even if the moon elf's hands and feet are a little clumsy, it shouldn't be possible to cut off her fingers, right?Maybe we can use a little grudge to guard against it. If she gets hurt, the moon elves will definitely blame themselves, and there will be no such exchange service next time.

If you do something for me, I will also do something for you. It seems to be an equal exchange, and it seems alienated, but in fact it is a behavior that will only happen after the distance is close enough.

Amy slipped on her slippers and went to the bathroom. Sirin dried the small scissors and files with a silk cloth again. She pulled up her collar to slightly cover the lowered neckline, blocking the view of the mountains from leaking out.

This kind of temptation cannot be continued, and it will make Amy resistant, so we must grasp the measure of the attack.

Don't worry, don't be greedy for swords, Sirin, you have the advantage, just take your time.

Sirin advised herself like this in her heart, and she heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom with her ears pricked up.

She found "The Wind and the Flower" and read the story in the second half of the book again.

That traveler who is like a traveler from heaven and earth, with nothing to do with it, made Xilin feel even more distressed.

But Sirin also understands that in fact, Amy has established enough connections with this world. Miroco, Lolda, Nonis, and even herself have become a harbor that travelers can rely on with confidence.

"I won't let you be lonely again." Sirin swore secretly.

pat.

The bathroom door opened, and Amy put on her nightgown and came out.

Her hair was wrapped in a towel, and the water stains hadn't been wiped dry. When she walked up to Xilin, she sat back with her arms around the back of the chair, and said softly, "Xilin, wipe my hair for me~"

In fact, without Amy's request, Sirin has already leaned over.

She stood behind Ami, untied the towel, and wiped Ami's long white hair carefully.

Probably because it had just been soaked in water, the fragrance in the hair was more obvious than usual. Xilin sniffed lightly with her nose, felt happy, and wiped dry in small strands.

Sirin herself is not so particular about it. After washing her hair, she usually steams it dry with magic power, but Amy doesn't like to do this, saying that she is afraid of damaging the hair quality.

Maybe it's because the moon elves are getting older, so they pay more attention to such small things.

It didn't take long for the water stains on Amy's hair to be wiped dry, and Sirin picked up the wooden comb on the dressing table and combed her hair to the end.

The quality of the moon elf's hair is very good, smooth and smooth, without split ends or knots. While Sirin appreciates it, she is also a little envious.

After combing her hair, Ami shook her head, and her long hair swayed like a waterfall. She reached out and touched the back of her neck, and lazily said, "Thank you~"

"Sit over here." Sirin said, "Facing me, stretch your feet over."

Amy adjusted her sitting posture and sat face to face with Sirin. Her face was reddish, but she still put her left foot on Sirin's lap, and then held down the hem of her nightgown so as not to expose her body due to this posture. The scene deep in the thigh.

Sirin held Amy's ankle and sucked her nose lightly.

Amy's soles are very small and flat, not even as long as Sirin's palms.

Sirin inexplicably thought of the rumors about palm dancing in Donglu. If Amy was willing, it would not be difficult to dance in her palm.

Probably aware of Sirin's gaze, Amy's toes moved restlessly, and the back of her feet also straightened.

Her toes are small and cute, with clear pearls and jade, and the insteps of her feet are smooth and tender, stroking along her ankles, the feel is smoother than fine satin.

The inward curvature of her foot arch is slightly deeper than that of ordinary people, especially when the back of the foot is straightened. Sirin pressed the front part of the foot and pressed it, and Amy's foot can continue to bend downwards. The flexibility and mobility are better than Humans are stronger.

Sirin took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind.

She is not a foot controler, but Amy's foot looks so pitiful and cute, which makes people have an urge to play with it carefully; once again, she is really not a foot controler, but the curve of the dorsum of the foot and the arch of the foot are white. The flushed skin actually caused a strange idea to add a few mouthfuls to her mind.

She really—forget it, Sirin gave up the argument in her heart, she may not be a foot control, but she is an Amy control, she likes Amy's whole body very much, not only these feet, Amy's hair, Amy's small hands, Amy's slender waist, Amy's budding...

hiss!

Sirin pinched the inside of her palm, using the pain to stabilize her mind.

I can't think about it, or I will feel uncomfortable when I go to bed tonight, so let's deal with the things in front of me first.

Just at this time, Amy also made a sound. She twisted the front of the sole of her foot, and her voice seemed to be coquettish, but also seemed to be complaining, "Why are you in a daze, if you don't cut it, I will take my foot back. ?”

"Don't worry, it's about to start, don't move around."

Sirin flicked across Amy's toes like plucking strings, making Amy laugh out of the tickle, and subconsciously pulled her foot back, but Sirin pinched Amy's ankle precisely, not Let her go back.

"Itchy~" Amy pressed her skirt with one hand and covered her stomach with the other, "If you keep doing this, I really won't cooperate!"

"Hmm~"

Sirin snorted softly and picked up the small scissors.

These scissors are specially used for trimming nails. Sirin has a talent similar to "Proficient in all martial arts". After using it twice, she has already mastered it skillfully, and cut off the too long toenails of the moon elves with ease.

The movements of her hands paused, and she decided to slow down a bit. Normally, she couldn't play with the moon elf's little feet carefully like now, so she had to cherish this moment.

It took Sirin half an hour to trim Amy's two feet and ten fingers. If it wasn't for Amy's sore feet, Sirin could have dragged on for another half an hour.

If you don't deliberately procrastinate, maybe it can be processed in 10 minutes?

Amy landed on the ground with her feet, walked on her slippers and swayed a few steps, tiptoed, very satisfied with Sirin's performance, gave a thumbs up, and showed a bright smile on her face, "Then let me serve you, Sit down and get ready!"

Sirin wiped the small scissors and file, handed them to Amy, spread her right index finger, and brought them to Amy.

Amy made two cuts first, looking for the texture, and started to cut from Sirin's thumb.

hey!

The tip of the fingernail fell in response, and Sirin's body also trembled.

Amy's scissors brushed past her fingertips, almost cutting open the skin, and almost triggering an automatic counterattack from Sirin's body.

Sirin gritted her teeth, concentrated her mind, and planned to deal with Amy's operation with all her strength.

After cutting it, Ami was also taken aback for a moment before realizing that she was moving too much, and quickly squeezed Sirin's thumb to check, "I'm sorry, sorry, I used too much strength, are you not injured?"

Sirin shook her head, her voice softened, "Cut nails is a patient job, don't worry, it's better to go slowly."

"I see."

Amy accepted the suggestion humbly, and the range of her next movements was indeed smaller, and the strength was much softer.

She lowered her head and operated carefully, but Sirin saw Amy's pointed ears and the back of her neck through her loose hair.

The tips of the Moon Elf's ears trembled, and there was a certain frequency in the movement, looming in the hair, which looked very cute.

The back of her neck is white and flawless. From the back of her shoulders, you can see the concave collarbone. The overall curve is very soft and beautiful.

A smile appeared on the corner of Sirin's mouth, and with her free hand, she fiddled with the hair on the top of Amy's head, curled a handful, and entangled it between her fingers.

"Don't mess with my hair!" Amy lowered her head and complained in a low voice, "You are so strange!"

Sirin just chuckled, her hair still curled in her hands.