I Loaded the Healing System

Zhao Qingyu showed a triumphant smile, lowered his head and tried to untie his high heels.

But suddenly, she stopped moving.

"Sister?"

"Ah~ I'm so tired." Zhao Qingyu raised his little hand and pressed it against the sand.

Following that, she lifted her long legs slightly, so that the hollow high heels and black silk were more clearly presented in front of Shen An's eyes.

The toe of the shoe was facing Shen An, and the jade feet were swaying gently. The hint given by Zhao Qingyu was obvious enough.

Shen An immediately understood, bent down with a dumbfounded smile, reached out to touch her high heels, and slowly helped her take them off.

A high heel fell off, and the end of the black silk tightly wrapped her delicate jade feet. Under the cover of the black silk, the red nail polish exuded a unique coquettishness under the moonlight.

And Zhao Qingyu didn't know whether it was unconscious or intentional, she gently stretched her curled jade feet, and together with the tight black silk, she swayed her cardamom-like toes up and down a few times.

Gollum.

Shen An couldn't help swallowing.

He is indeed a foot control, and the hopeless kind.

Seeing his hot eyes staring at her jade feet, Zhao Qingyu was also a little ashamed.

She raised the other jade leg, gently touched his knee with her high heel, and reminded: "There is another one."

"Ah."

This time, Shen An took off slowly. He first circled Zhao Qingyu's ankle with his fingertips, felt the trembling of her jade feet, and then carefully took off the last high heels.

The corners of Zhao Qingyu's mouth turned up slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you still want to take it off?"

Shen An's heart trembled, and said shyly, "Didn't you already take it off?"

"I just took off my shoes and left my socks on."

Zhao Qingyu's slender jade hands touched her calf to her thigh very seductively, and even lifted a little skirt intentionally or unintentionally.

Shen An looked forward to it: "Do you want me to help?"

Zhao Qingyu chuckled and said lightly, "I want to too, but it's a pity that my socks are hard to take off, unless you want to take off my skirt too."

Damn, it's pantyhose!

"What? Do you still want to take off my skirt?"

Zhao Qingyu stood at the provocative angle, hovering her fingertips at the buttons of the skirt, this small gesture full of hints made her provocateurously on the edge of Shen An's fiery passion.

Shen An licked her lips: "I don't mind."

After the words fell, the softness at the corner of Zhao Qingyu's mouth dissipated and turned into coldness, and he hummed softly: "It's a beautiful idea, let's dream!"

Shen An also knew that it was impossible, he shrugged and said: "Actually, I heard that wearing stockings and stepping on the sand is also very good, but you don't have to be barefoot, right?"

"And if there is something sharp in the sand, it will hurt your feet, senior."

Zhao Qingyu was a little speechless: "It's as if this thin layer of stockings can block those sharp objects."

"It can't be stopped, but at least there is a buffer, isn't it?"

Shen An smiled and stretched out his hand to Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao Qingyu took his hand without hesitation, allowing him to gently pull himself up.

After she got up, Shen An carefully put her pair of high heels together, and then held her little hand: "Let's go for a walk."

Zhao Qingyu pursed his red lips, and followed his brisk steps, stepping on the soft sand.

This is her first time.

She had never tried walking on the beach in stockings.

And this touch. .The grit passed through the soles of the feet with some itchiness, and it also had the unique slipperiness of stockings. .

Hey ~

It's really comfortable.

Step by step, stop and go, the two left a string of footprints on the beach.

At this time, the fireworks in the sky are no longer important.

While walking, Zhao Qingyu gradually realized that something was wrong.

The guy carries himself. .This is the posture to run into the sea.

Zhao Qingyu stopped decisively, grabbed his hand, and told him not to move.

Shen An was taken aback, then turned around and said, "Tired from walking?"

Zhao Qingyu looked at him warily: "Where do you want to go?"

She raised her eyebrows, and after walking a few more steps, she arrived at the beach, where there were waves surging with the tide.

"If you don't step on the sea when you come to the beach, how can you count as having been to the beach?"

Seeing that her little thoughts were exposed, Shen An stopped pretending.

He held back a smirk and spoke frivolously.

Zhao Qingyu frowned: "I'm wearing stockings!"

Of course Zhao Qingyu didn't mind if he was barefoot, and even enjoyed it a little.

But wearing stockings. .Stockings are not waterproof.

At that time, she would still have to walk back in high heels, and her feet would be stuffy with the wet stockings, which would be so uncomfortable.

Not to mention that she is still wearing a light red and elegant long dress at the moment!

If the skirt is also wet by the tide. .That. .

"The most important thing to come to play is experience, try it, maybe you will like this feeling, senior sister?"

Shen An strongly encouraged Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao Qingyu didn't believe his nonsense, and quickly wanted to let go of his hand, and his small steps were already twisting back quietly.

"Tsk~"

But how could Shen An let her go so easily?

He held her little hand tightly, no matter how much she resisted, it was useless.

"Come on, give it a try!"

While talking, Shen An held Zhao Qingyu tightly and walked towards the beach.

"I don't want it!! You let me go...I...I will be angry!! Shen An!!!"

Zhao Qingyu was so angry that her voice was sharp. She tried desperately to stop Shen An's bad taste, but it was of no use.

She could only watch helplessly as she was being held by him, walking towards the beach step by step.

Until the jade feet wrapped in silk stockings were surrounded by the surging sea water, bursts of wetness and coldness went straight to her feet.

hiss. . .

Zhao Qingyu gritted his teeth: "Shen An, you owe me another pair of stockings now!"

"I'll accompany~" Shen An nodded nonchalantly.

"And my skirt! It's wet from the sea too."

"I'll accompany you!"

Shen An continued to nod.

Her threat has become negligible.

Zhao Qingyu was distressed in his heart that his initiative was being eroded by him step by step, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, being dragged to the beach by him, he could only stare blankly.

Ah ah ah. . .

Zhao Qingyu puffed out her small mouth, both charming and ashamed.

But Shen An was happier. He really wanted to take off the mask that Zhao Qingyu put on layer by layer with his own hands.

The farther you go, the deeper the sea.

This time, Zhao Qingyu's long skirt was really wet by the sea water, and the rising tide didn't even reach her knees.

Only here did Shen An let go of her hand, and turned his back to her: "Are you comfortable?"

Comfort your hammer.

Zhao Qingyu slandered silently in his heart.

But after coming here, she is not wet and wet, so she will not turn around foolishly.

I have to make this guy suffer~

She turned her gaze, taking advantage of Shen An's back to her. .

Hey.

With a hint of cunning in her eyes, she bent down, filled the sea water with her palm, and then splashed it vigorously at Shen An.

Shen An was about to turn his head, but then a palm of sea water rushed towards him, wet his face and clothes completely.

What he wanted to say was blocked by the sea water, and he subconsciously licked it. .

So salty! ! !

"Zhao Qingyu!"

Shen An raised his eyebrows and roared angrily.

The only response to him was Zhao Qingyu's clear and crisp laughter, and her figure constantly retreating.

Want to run after the fight?

With a soft snort, Shen An also held up a palm of sea water, caught up with Zhao Qingyu, and gave her a slap too.

puff~