TRMP Chapter 48

"Xie Jingshen, stop rubbing." Jiang Yifeng felt strange. There was a size difference between him and the doll. Xie Jingshen's palm enveloped the entire doll, and he could only barely feel the gentle massage from his fingers on his feet. His cool foot was pressed inch by inch by fingers. Xie Jingshen simply pinched the doll's little foot, looked at Jiang Yifeng's flushed face on his phone, and couldn't help but smile, "Weren't your feet frozen?" "Even so... don't rub." Jiang Yifeng pulled back his leg,…