Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 239 - 240: Taking Advantage of Lin Su’er

Chapter 239: Chapter 240: Taking Advantage of Lin Su’er

Unconsciously, Lin Su’er’s foot had stopped hurting. Without the distraction of pain, she felt as if Song Xiaodong was simply caressing her ankle and foot. Especially the warmth from Song Xiaodong’s palm, which started to provoke some ripples in her heart again.

Lin Su’er felt quite embarrassed and wanted to appear more normal, but every move of Song Xiaodong’s hand disrupted the emotions she had just begun to foster. She wanted to hide her face like an ostrich, yet she couldn’t bear not to watch Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong’s expression was one of deep concentration, just as it would be when treating patients. Every time Lin Su’er saw this focused look on his face, she was utterly fascinated, and now was no exception.

But after a while, Lin Su’er noticed that Song Xiaodong’s movements seemed to change, and his touch became even gentler. She could no longer feel any pressure on her ankle bone; all she could feel were Song Xiaodong’s hands softly stroking her ankle and the top of her foot. And for a brief moment, Song Xiaodong’s hands were just gently squeezing her foot.

Lin Su’er was not a fool; this was not massage anymore. Song Xiaodong was touching her foot, he was taking advantage of her.

Such caresses were incredibly comfortable, comfort that reached into her bones, tingling sensations that traveled from her feet to her calves, then up to her thighs, and finally spreading throughout her whole body, making every cell inside her jump with excitement.

This made Lin Su’er’s heart race uncontrollably, her face became hot as fire, her body trembled slightly, and she only wished for Song Xiaodong’s hand to never leave her. She really loved this feeling too much.

Lin Su’er had little self-control, but after all, Song Xiaodong was not an ordinary person. A momentary lapse did not mean he would continue to indulge. When he heard Lin Su’er’s suppressed moan, he snapped back to reality.

"Damn it!" Song Xiaodong cursed in his mind, realizing he’d been acting like a scoundrel. How could he have ended up taking advantage of her while massaging? Even if Lin Su’er didn’t seem to blame him, that only made things more complicated.

He let go of her foot and cleared his throat, saying, "Su’er, how does it feel now?"

Lin Su’er had no reaction whatsoever, as if she was still indulging in that sensation.

Song Xiaodong had to cough again and said, "Su’er, I’m done massaging. Does it still hurt?"

"Ah? It’s over." Lin Su’er hastily drew up her legs and stuttered, "It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt anymore."

Song Xiaodong cracked a smile and said, "That’s good if it doesn’t hurt. Don’t stand up just yet. Sit for another ten minutes and then try walking around. I’m going to step out for a smoke," and he quickly made his exit.

Watching Song Xiaodong go to the balcony to smoke, Lin Su’er heaved a sigh of relief and then covered her face, overwhelmed with shame. She had behaved so poorly just now, and Song Xiaodong must have seen it all. She worried that he might think less of her.

But that feeling, she really couldn’t resist it. Realizing the massage was over, she felt a deep sense of loss. If only it could have lasted a little while longer.

After sitting in turmoil for a while, Lin Su’er bit her lip, put on her slippers, and walked straight to where Song Xiaodong was.

Song Xiaodong had just snuffed out his finished cigarette in the ashtray and said, "How about it? Does it still hurt?"

Lin Su’er flicked her bangs aside and gave Song Xiaodong a charming smile, replying, "It doesn’t hurt anymore. With Brother Dongzi’s help, the illness goes away as soon as the hand arrives, right?"

Song Xiaodong also smiled and said, "That’s true. I am still confident about these minor issues."

Lin Su’er looked at Song Xiaodong and bit her lip slightly before asking, "Brother Dongzi, will you look down on me?"

"Look down on you? Why?" Song Xiaodong looked at Lin Su’er, puzzled.

"I... When you were massaging me earlier, I... I acted that way... Will you think I’m a very... bad girl?" She spoke haltingly, not daring to look at Song Xiaodong, but still fearing she might miss his expression, Lin Su’er bit her lip and kept her gaze fixed on him.

Song Xiaodong also had a headache, feeling that this was truly a difficult question to answer. After hesitating for just a moment, he reached out and stroked Lin Su’er’s hair, saying, "From a medical standpoint, everyone has particular sensitive spots. These sensitive spots vary from person to person. For some, the sensitive areas are on their feet, which seems to be true for you, based on what happened just now."

After a pause, Song Xiaodong’s hand massaged Lin Su’er’s hair again, adding, "Having specific reactions when these sensitive areas are touched is normal, especially since we are friends. Plus, you admire me, which naturally weakens your self-control. That’s why you had such a reaction unconsciously just now. It’s really a normal thing, so you shouldn’t feel any burden about it."

"Oh..." Lin Su’er had not expected Song Xiaodong to give a medical explanation, but after hearing it, she indeed felt less embarrassed and worried. Her courage surged, and she said, "Then, Brother Dongzi, it seemed like for a while there... you weren’t exactly massaging me."

"Cough cough..." Song Xiaodong instantly felt embarrassed and said, "Well... Men are always lustful, I’m sorry. I indeed had impure thoughts just now, and I took advantage of you."

Lin Su’er wasn’t annoyed, but rather secretly delighted. She pursed her lips, still smiling, and said, "Brother Dongzi, but you only touched my feet. What’s there to be attracted to in feet?"

Though Song Xiaodong knew this topic was inappropriate to discuss, he found himself unable to refrain from explaining, "In the hands of others, feet can be seen as an insult for many people. But it also depends on whose feet they are, and what kind of feet they are. For a beauty like you, Su’er, with such soft and pretty little feet, it’s very attractive to men."

Lin Su’er’s eyes lit up, and she said, "So what you’re saying is... you like my feet too."

Song Xiaodong felt a wave of exasperation, but plucked up his courage and said, "Correct, I admit, I do like them a bit, and just now I even got a little distracted."

Lin Su’er took a deep breath and said, "Brother Dongzi, I also like... when you touch them. If you want to touch them in the future, I’ll let you."

Song Xiaodong’s face stiffened; this was an outright confession. For a girl to confess like this, if he didn’t carefully consider his words and just rejected her outright, it could easily hurt her feelings.