I sprawled onto the bed, propping up one foot clad in a rainbow-colored toe sock. I curled my five toes—red, orange, yellow, green, and blue—toward my sole and teased, "Brother Juyan, you’re so rough~"
A vein pulsed on his forehead. With a stern face, he began undressing by the bedside, then grabbed my foot and stripped me bare from bottom to top. He snatched off those rainbow socks and tossed them far away.
Being stark naked requires courage; facing his body, I almost wanted to scramble away, but I steeled myself, staring at the scar on his abdomen and singing, "Blade, oh blade, what kind of blade is that..."
Chapter 189