At the entrance of the arcade city, Lin Lan and Shao Han were blocked in the alley by Qianluo and several others.

"Boy, you dare to play tricks on me!"

Qianluo doesn't care about money, he only hates that he has lost face.

Huang Mao was also shouting.

Seeing that Lin Lan seemed to be beaten again, Shao Han blocked him behind his thin body and said, "What are you doing? You haven't lost anything."

"Damn! Let the little one come out and support me, Lin Lan, I really have you."

Qianluo said sarcastically.

Pulling Shao Han over, Lin Lan said with a smile: "Brother Qianluo, don't get me wrong. I did it on purpose. I don't want to give him any sweeteners. How can I make it big? I only need to dispel his wariness first before I can succeed. You believe me."

"Brother, don't believe him!"

Huang Mao immediately objected.

I think Lin Lan is making excuses again.

He didn't want to be beaten and deliberately made up excuses.

Qianluo was dubious.

The reason is that the old monk Lin Lan ran away from could not escape from the temple.

If he dares to play tricks on himself, he can be found at any time.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance. If it doesn't work, you know the consequences!"

In short, it is beneficial to oneself, so why not do it Qianluo.

If you lose, Lin Lan will pay.

If he wins, it's all his.

Before the others left, Huang Mao patted Shaohan's butt.

He also put his hand under his nose and inhaled fiercely, which was extremely obscene.

Shaohan's face turned red in anger.

Lin Lan held her back and sneered.

"Master promises you, I will chop off his claws to avenge you!"

It was chilly on the street, and the two of them walked slowly, carrying bags.

Lin Lan noticed that Shaohan was walking slower and slower.

Only then did I realize that there was a cobblestone road under my feet.

It must be uncomfortable for her to wear high heels.

"Wait."

Shaohan didn't know what happened.

Lin Lan took the initiative to squat down and began to take off her shoes.

Shaohan was so frightened that she wanted to dodge, but in order to maintain balance, she could only grab Lin Lan's shoulders.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Taking off her shoes, Lin Lan turned around and squatted down.

"Come up."

Um?

Shaohan was stunned.

"Come up quickly and carry you home."

Finding that she didn't move, Lin Lan turned around helplessly and said: "Little princess, please."

A trace of tears flashed in Shaohan's eyes.

He lay on Lin Lan's back and didn't move again.

Different from the time when I was back to Shuying, Lin Lan's hands were extremely regular.

Hold her legs and put your arms across her waist.

"Master, be careful with the edge of the knife."

Shao Han was a little worried when she remembered that Lin Lan had not recovered from her injury.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine soon."

Lin Lan walked slowly.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

Suddenly, Lin Lan felt itchy on her neck.

It turned out that Shaohan slowly put her head on his back.

The hot air blew out of his nose and blew toward Lin Lan's neck and behind his ears.

Shaohan seemed to be able to hear his heart.

Carrying high heels and carrying Shao Han on her back, Lin Lan finally returned home.

Gently place her on the massage table.

"Don't move, wait for me."

Under Shao Han's confused gaze, Lin Lan brought a basin of water for soaking her feet.

"A perfect day, of course, ends with relaxation and I'll give you a pedicure."

Shaohan shook her head extremely.

"No, I should wash the master's feet."

Her hands were flattered.

Lin Lan didn't let her move.

Without any explanation, he put her pink feet into the water.

Because Shaohan was sitting by the bed wearing a denim skirt, Lin Lan could see it when she raised her head.

Even if he doesn't want to...

Shaohan, today is white.

"Is it hot?"

"No."

Perhaps because the water temperature was slightly higher, or perhaps because of shyness, a small amount of fragrant sweat oozed from Shaohan's forehead.

Lin Lan took the initiative to reach out and wipe it off for her.

The intimate behavior between the two does not look like a master-disciple relationship at all.

Lin Lan didn't think too much about it.

After washing, let Shaohan lie down quietly.

This time, I even brought a blanket to cover her up.

Shaohan looked at Lin Lan with satisfaction.

My heart is full of worries.

Knowing that your feet are willing to sweat, will there be any odor...

While she was still worried, Lin Lan had already started working.

"What a perfect foot shape."

I sincerely admired it and found that Shao Han had a little more dead skin on her soles.

Since I met her, I have never had her feet trimmed.

Lin Lan tried her best not to let herself get distracted.

Take out the scraper and remove the dead skin first.

Removed the long nails again.

"Bao'er, your nails are so beautifully shaped."

There are many people with Roman feet.

However, nails are also very beautiful, but they are rare.

Shaohan's nails are very square.

In the center of the finger, medium size.
To be continued...