So about this foot pressing, Fang Yu still had some expectations in his heart.
However, after experiencing it practically, it felt ticklish and strange, like nothing much, not knowing why those classmates are so keen on it.
But looking down at Ding Hui earnestly poking at his foot, Fang Yu also had an indescribable feeling.
"Alright! Switch feet."
With a slap, he flung away his foot, and picked up the other foot as if slaughtering a pig.
Looking at Ding Hui's rough operations, the faint feeling that had just risen in Fang Yu's heart instantly dissipated.
"You think you're slaughtering a pig??"
Ding Hui glared angrily, seeming to consider the older sister nearby, immediately restrained herself, but her voice directly echoed in Fang Yu's mind.
"What the! Do you think I'm your maid? Facing your stinky feet, and I should still look pleasant, right!"
Okay, okay.
