I'm a little panicked when I cross the collapse

However, while the man and woman were enjoying each other's massages, they were completely unaware that in a dark corner, several delicate, slender female fingers were writing and drawing incessantly in a small notebook.

The notebook looked a bit old, with slightly yellowed paper, but this did not affect the movement of those fingers at all.

They move lightly and nimbly across the paper, as if depicting a mysterious painting.

As the fingers danced, lines of writing gradually emerged. Although it was impossible to see exactly what was written, the delicate handwriting and fine strokes suggested that it must have been written by a meticulous person.

Aponia carefully observed Lu Qiong's expression, a slight furrow appearing on her handsome brows, indicating her displeasure.

At this energetic age, Qiong'er has a special fondness for white stockings. In the five minutes he had just observed, he had turned around five times, his purpose being to steal a peek at Pado's small feet encased in stockings.

Annotation: "Leg fetish, white stockings fetish, mild foot fetish!"

This is clearly what Aponia is recording.

Aponia gave the two of them a gloomy look, then closed the thick notebook and left.

Thinking hard!

Could it be that the notebook, which is almost completely filled with writing, is full of Aponia's descriptions of Lu Qiong's various preferences, characteristics, personality, and even his mind and body?

What a terrifying desire for control!

"Sigh~"

Why do I suddenly feel a chill down my back?

Lu Qiong felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

"Xiao Qiong, are you... feeling a little cold?"

Pado, whose attention had been focused on Lu Qiong, noticed something amiss and immediately asked.

Lu Qiong: "Um, actually right now..."

"Just leave it to me."

Before Lu Qiong could finish speaking, Pado pulled up the blankets next to her and covered the two of them with them.

The blanket looked quite heavy, because Lu Qiong felt that the contact between his body and Pado's seemed to have become even closer.

Actually, he had meant to say that the massage would end here.

But Pado stared at the blankets above her head, still huffing and puffing as she pressed on Lu Qiong's back.

................

Time slipped by unnoticed, and the afterglow of the setting sun gradually painted the sky red, signaling the approach of evening.

Suddenly, a crisp "click" broke the silence in the room.

That was the sound of the door lock being turned.

The door slowly opened, and a figure appeared in the doorway. Padofilis's face was as red as a ripe apple; she didn't even bother to put on her shoes, her small, delicate feet in stockings moving back and forth.

Like a startled rabbit, the girl clutched her chest tightly and fled the scene as fast as the wind, heading straight for her room.

Her footsteps echoed in the corridor, and it was as if you could still hear her heartbeat.

Behind her, Lu Qiong stood blankly in the room, staring in the direction she had left, at a loss for what to do.

The last words of Padofilis kept echoing in Lu Qiong's mind, and his face instantly darkened. He slapped his forehead a few times, as if trying to drive those words out of his mind, but to no avail.

Finally, he could only give a helpless bitter laugh and mutter to himself, "What am I doing?"