Chapter 643: Chapter 311: Innate White Silk Saint Body
Seeing this, Lin Shen teased her.
"Why so happy all of a sudden?"
"Because I got to kiss you!"
Gu Wanqing was the type to say whatever was on her mind. With a sweet smile on her face, she even threw her arms open and cheered.
"Yay! I feel so happy right now! I’m the happiest girl in the whole world!"
"You seem easy to please."
Lin Shen couldn’t help but tease.
’This was the upside of dating a younger girl; it was so easy to make her feel loved.’
’After all, there wasn’t as much weighing of interests, and sincerity could often be exchanged for genuine affection.’
’Just a simple kiss could make her this happy.’
But to Gu Wanqing, this wasn’t just a simple kiss. It was a solidification of their relationship.
The first kiss might have been impulsive and uncertain.
But this kiss, on their date, confirmed it: they were officially a couple!
That was why Gu Wanqing was so overjoyed. She even hummed a little tune as she asked Lin Shen with a grin.
"Lin Shen, have you been busy lately?"
"It’s been okay."
Lin Shen kept his left hand on the steering wheel. His right hand, ever since their kiss, hadn’t left Gu Wanqing’s, their fingers remaining intertwined.
Of course, since Gu Wanqing kept their clasped hands resting on her thigh, Lin Shen could occasionally feel the sleek texture of his little chef’s beautiful legs through the white stockings.
’They felt amazing.’
’A young girl’s skin was so full of elasticity. Even the skin on her thighs was as delicate as the skin on her face.’
Paired with Gu Wanqing’s outfit today, which gave her a soft and delicate pinkish look, her already fair skin appeared even more supple.
Of course, Gu Wanqing wasn’t dense. She was well aware of his large, warm hand occasionally stroking her thigh.
It made her heart race, a heat spreading through her chest.
In fact, ever since Sun Jialin had recommended she wear white stockings for the date, Gu Wanqing had been prepared for Lin Shen to touch her leg. She was even looking forward to it.
’After all, anyone can say you’re pretty.’
’Actions were what really mattered.’
Gu Wanqing knew Lin Shen well; she knew he was a man who always exercised restraint.
Even after all the time they’d spent together, he’d never done anything to cross the line.
Even that kiss on campus was something Gu Wanqing had to practically force him into.
’If she hadn’t insisted, she was sure Lin Shen never would have kissed her on his own.’
So, for someone as restrained as Lin Shen to take the initiative and touch her leg proved that her white stockings were incredibly alluring to him.
This made Gu Wanqing ecstatic. She wasn’t the least bit annoyed; on the contrary, beneath her shyness lay a secret thrill.
’Hehe!’
’So Lin Shen really does have feelings for me!’
’Jialin’s idea was brilliant!’
So, after a moment’s thought, Gu Wanqing pulled a pair of nail clippers from her bag—they were attached to her keychain—and said with a grin.
"Lin Shen, let me trim your nails."
?
Lin Shen froze, not quite understanding Gu Wanqing’s intentions. He thought she was complaining that his nails were too long.
’But that’s not right!’
’I made sure to trim them before I left.’
’They shouldn’t be long, right?’
Just as Lin Shen was feeling puzzled, Gu Wanqing flipped their clasped hands over.
Before, Lin Shen’s right hand had been enveloping her small one, his fingertips brushing against her beautiful, white-stockinged legs as he stroked them.
But now, his large, gentle hand was laid flat, completely covering her beautiful, white-stockinged leg. The span of his hand, from thumb to forefinger, was wide enough to encircle her thigh.
It was a testament to just how slender the little chef’s legs were.
And legs like these were what many girls dreamed of: the Innate White Silk Saint Body!
White, unlike black, naturally creates an illusion of expansion.
If someone with thicker thighs wears white stockings, it can make their legs look especially bulky.
That’s why thicker thighs are usually paired with black stockings, which have a slimming visual effect.
Slender, straight "chopstick legs," however, are perfect for white stockings, which accentuate their beauty.
So, not only could Lin Shen feel the silky texture of the stockings, but part of his hand could also feel the soft, delicate flesh of her thigh.
His hand was resting almost perfectly on the edge of the "Absolute Territory."
It all clicked for Lin Shen. Only then did he understand why Gu Wanqing had suddenly offered to trim his nails.
’So this was her way of getting me to touch her leg?’
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