After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

Warm Jade in hand.

Xu Musen wasn’t adverse to giving Yao Mingyue a foot massage, after all, according to the theory that massage is reciprocal.

As Xu Musen massaged her feet, in fact, Yao Mingyue was also massaging him with her dainty feet.

With this in mind, it seemed like in the previous life Yao Mingyue was always oppressing him, but in reality, Xu Musen single-handedly had this tsundere CEO under control.

Thinking about it that way, he was practically a heroic figure sacrificing himself for the greater good!

A perfect example of a triumph of the spirit!

Thinking along these lines, Xu Musen chuckled to himself, and the strength of his hands unconsciously increased.

But he immediately perceived a somewhat disdainful gaze.

"I say, do you really... like my feet that much?"

Yao Mingyue watched as he was massaging her foot and then suddenly chuckled; he was the embodiment of the term "pervert."

Shouldn’t she prefer legs or butts or bosoms and the like?

How did it feel like it was getting more perverted...

Hmph! It must be that buxom thief’s fault, look at what she turned my sunny and warm Brother Musen into.

"I was just daydreaming."

"You were drooling with that laugh."

Yao Mingyue slightly raised the tips of her toes; at this moment, with both her mom and Aunt Bai absent, alone with him, Yao Mingyue dropped the act.

She lifted one foot and gently pressed it against Xu Musen’s chin.

The faint scent of rose petals lingered; girls were really amazing, how could their whole body be so fragrantly soft and tender.

"I was just amused by something. Take your pig’s trotter back."

Xu Musen reached out and grabbed her foot once again.

Of course, Yao Mingyue’s small feet were definitely not pig’s trotters.

It’s just that some 200-pound, slightly chubbier divas liked to show off their presence.

Only people from Longjiang knew how good their foundation was; stew them in a pressure cooker for two hours and they’d stop talking nonsense...

"Pig’s trotters? Hmph, as long as you want... I could let you sneak a lick, I won’t despise you as a pervert, how about that?"

Yao Mingyue once again extended her foot, having soaked in the hot springs for so long and then massaged; a rosy fragrance wafted from her entire foot.

Even her heels, which for many people often had hard yellow skin, were pink and tender, like freshly cooked, peeled eggs.

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According to Xu Musen’s experience from his past life, at this moment, Yao Mingyue’s feet were like newly made "rose-flavored coconut milk jelly."

Upon first taste, it was incredibly smooth, like taking a mouthful of coconut milk with coconut jelly; the front part was refreshing, with a rich coconut milk fragrance, and as it reached the teeth, it was like chewing gum, soft and sticky with a pleasant chewiness.

When it went down the throat, the aftertaste carried a faint rose scent that slowly rose from the taste buds, neutralizing the greasiness of the coconut and adding a touch of delicate and elegant nobility.

Overall consumption rating: Five stars!

But that was the Xu Musen of the past; could the Xu Musen of the present really be such a pervert?

He directly covered her foot with a hot towel: "I’m the one who thinks you’re the pervert."

Without another word, Xu Musen put down her foot, picked up a cup of coconut milk that was aside, and took a sip; alas, it felt like it lacked something.

The consumption score could have only one star.

While Xu Musen was sipping his coconut milk, Yao Mingyue suddenly tugged at his swimming trunks.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Musen instantly became alert; when men wore swimming trunks, they generally wouldn’t wear underwear, otherwise it would be uncomfortable sticking together.

"You go lie down!"

Yao Mingyue, seeing him holding up his trunks like an old maid, felt both frustrated and amused.

"What for?"

"What else, I... I’ll give you a massage."

Yao Mingyue rose and pushed him onto a lounge chair to lie down.

"A massage?"

Xu Musen was taken aback: "You?"

Do you, who have always been waited on hand and foot since childhood, know how to massage?

"Yes, me! More nonsense, and see if I won’t rub you to death!"

Yao Mingyue was not easily dismissed, and with a bit of force, she pushed Xu Musen onto the lounge chair, positioning his head properly.

Xu Musen was actually a bit scared; according to the script of his previous life, the next line from Yao Mingyue would be "Husband, is there a thread on your trunks? Let me pull it off for you..."

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Then what followed would be a ferocious battle.

But this time, Yao Mingyue did begin to massage his shoulders, and although her technique was rough, the spots she pressed were quite accurate.

It felt like she had been practicing following a textbook, yet hadn’t had the chance to truly apply it.

But how to put it, a young girl’s soft hands were the best massage tool.

"Is it... okay?"

Yao Mingyue asked with some anticipation.

"While your skills are practically nonexistent, the method is quite correct. Who taught you?"

Yao Mingyue was not pleased with his tone; even if the massage wasn’t great, it was her first time massaging him, and the mere effort should have earned her some genuine praise, right?

"TV Master!"

She gritted her teeth, increasing the pressure.

But for the tough-skinned Xu Musen, this level of pressure was quite pleasant.

"TV Master? Pikachu?"

"It’s the TV, duh!"

Yao Mingyue huffed, and began to pinch the tender flesh along Xu Musen’s waist once more.

"If I had a Pikachu, I’d electrocute you to death with a Thunderbolt first, you jerk!"

Xu Musen chuckled, and since he was being forced to enjoy this massage, he decided to go along with it.

In his last life, he used to massage Yao Mingyue every day and became a top massage master, yet this was his first time experiencing a massage from Yao Mingyue.

It felt as if an item from his "Youth Regret Handbook" had been satisfyingly fulfilled.