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Song Qinghuan let out a long breath and laid the “custom-made oar” across her knees. The wooden stick was still tied with Lin Shishi’s leather shoes and soaked white stockings.
“Phew—rowing is really a mix of skill and stamina.”
Song Qinghuan muttered to herself, her tone light, clearly in a good mood. Her gaze fell on the pitiful Lin Shishi beside her, and her smile deepened.
The girl leisurely began to untie the boots and stockings bound to the stick. Her fingers deftly pried apart the wet, tangled silk edges.
Then, Song Qinghuan looked at Lin Shishi with a hint of apology, but the teasing in her eyes was far more evident than any regret. “Sorry, baby, but it looks like you’ll have to walk barefoot for now.”
She picked up the still-dripping stockings and boots and shook them in front of Lin Shishi. “See, they’re soaked like this, totally unwearable. I’ll keep them for you—”
With that, she maliciously swung the shoes and socks hard, splattering droplets everywhere.
Lin Shishi’s small nose crinkled as she let out a dissatisfied whimper. “Ugh… can’t wear them… just throw them away… humph…”
Lin Shishi, barefoot, carefully tried to step onto the rough wooden bottom of the boat. The slightly abrasive texture made her soles tingle, and her toes curled involuntarily.
“Throw them away?” Song Qinghuan grinned mischievously. She leaned in close to Lin Shishi and lowered her voice, “My little cutie’s original shoes and socks, just tossed by the lake? Aren’t you afraid some… hmm… perverted big sisters with special hobbies might pick them up and use them for some weird collection?”
Her gaze swept meaningfully over the female tourists lingering in twos and threes near the dock.
Lin Shishi’s face flushed bright red, even the tips of her ears turning pink. Of course she knew what Song Qinghuan was referring to. She glared at her with a mix of shame and annoyance.
“Hmph… clearly… clearly you’re the… per…”
Summoning her courage, she mumbled a vague retort, accompanied by an adorable eye roll.
“Hm? I’m what—” As she spoke, Song Qinghuan deliberately raised her palm, as if ready to spank if the answer didn’t satisfy.
“Ah!”
Lin Shishi, recalling the feeling of being spanked, immediately cowered and put on a sickly sweet smile. “I mean—you’re a gentleman! A refined person! The most upright, rule-abiding mistress who would never bully a poor, weak, beautiful girl!”
She spoke quickly and fluently, as if she’d rehearsed it countless times. But deep down, she gritted her teeth and added: ‘Yeah right!!! The biggest bully, the most lewd, the most perverted is you! Big lecher! Big demon! Always picking on me!’
Song Qinghuan gave a satisfied snort and temporarily spared her poor little bottom. She wrung out Lin Shishi’s soaked white knee-high stockings, squeezing out some lake water. Then she used the stockings as a rope to tie the two equally wet leather shoes together, made a knot, and casually hung them over her shoulder.
The look was indeed a bit odd, but Song Qinghuan didn’t care about others’ gazes. After all… she couldn’t just throw them away, right? Her little Shishi’s belongings, even just a pair of shoes and socks, she would never allow some unknown person to take them for some filthy fantasy. Her little cutie’s body, from hair to toes, inside and out, even the clothes that touched her, should be Song Qinghuan’s exclusive “territory,” not allowing even a hint of covetousness from others.
“Come on, be careful. I’ll help you ashore.”
Lin Shishi obediently placed her hand into Song Qinghuan’s warm palm and, with her support, carefully stood up. When the girl’s exposed foot touched the dock’s wooden floor, the slightly gritty sensation made her let out a soft “hiss.” Her toes instinctively curled, her arch tensed, and the bell at her ankle gave a crisp, faint jingle.
“It’s a bit prickly…”
The girl complained softly, her body swaying slightly, forcing her to grip Song Qinghuan’s hand more tightly to maintain balance.
“Bear with it. Should I carry you?”
“N-no need!” Lin Shishi quickly shook her head, her twin tails swaying. “I can walk…”
In truth… lacking the protection of socks and shoes, being carried barefoot by Song Qinghuan seemed a bit odd to the shy Lin Shishi… odd and embarrassing.
However, Lin Shishi probably didn’t realize that even without being carried, her current appearance was eye-catching enough, even becoming the focus of onlookers. The dock was filled with almost exclusively female tourists, coming and going or resting. Many now stopped, openly or stealthily, staring at Lin Shishi’s bare feet.
“Why is she barefoot? Where are her shoes? But it looks better bare…”
“Her skin is so nice, like carved jade, and her ankles are so slender…”
“The way she walks barefoot… a bit sexy…”
“Is it some kind of roleplay? Look at the sister beside her carrying her shoes and socks, wearing a mischievous grin…”
“Maybe, look at the barefoot girl, her face so red, her expression so shy…”
“Slurp—there’s something oddly appealing about it?”
Pointed comments, whispered teasing, unashamed admiring gazes—like invisible threads wrapped around Lin Shishi. She felt her face was hot enough to fry an egg. Instinctively, she leaned closer to Song Qinghuan, almost pressing against her, trying to escape those burning looks.
Song Qinghuan naturally heard the surrounding chatter. She reached out an arm and naturally wrapped it around Lin Shishi’s slender, flexible waist, pulling her tighter against her side. She lowered her head, her lips almost brushing Lin Shishi’s reddened ear, and whispered in a voice only they could hear, laced with amusement and a hint of pride, “See, my little Shishi is truly loved by all, like flowers blooming. Even passing sisters can’t take their eyes off you.”
Her warm breath made Lin Shishi shudder, her waist going weak, almost unable to stand. Shyly, Lin Shishi buried her face in Song Qinghuan’s shoulder hollow, her muffled voice coming through, “It’s all your fault… ugh… let’s hurry up and leave…”
Song Qinghuan laughed heartily, hugging the soft body in her arms tighter. “Alright, my little cutie, had enough fun—let’s rest a bit by the shore. We can order some food and drinks—and I’ll also check nearby if there’s a shoe store to buy you a pair—”
“Mm…”
Upon hearing that she wouldn’t have to go barefoot anymore, the girl immediately brightened up. Pulled by Song Qinghuan, she stumbled to her feet.
There was a resting area by the shore with white tables, chairs, and umbrellas. Song Qinghuan found a relatively secluded spot to sit, then pulled Lin Shishi to sit in the chair beside her. She stood up and casually took the drink menu handed by the server.
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