The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 293

Chapter 293: Brother Sam, your sister is coming to see you
On the way, Angel was almost silent.

Sam, on the other hand, appeared quite composed. As a man, no matter what happens, you have to pretend everything is calm and smooth.

Even on the way, Sam had the leisure to smile and nod at classmates they encountered.

People around them cast numerous envious glances, after all, walking alongside a girl like Angel carried a significant message.

Not just anyone could walk shoulder to shoulder with this girl. For most people, even a single word or a shared glance was a luxury.

Unexpectedly, Sam found themselves walking into the activity classroom.

The familiar club activity room 103.

Angel walked in and with a look, signaled Sam to close the door.

“What’s the matter, is this place off-limits? Or have you already kicked me out of the club?”

Angel looked at Sam and then sat down on the sofa.

She elegantly crossed one leg over the other. Although the weather required wearing a slightly thicker coat to fend off the cold, her legs were tightly wrapped in over-the-knee socks. Unlike other girls, her socks seemed quite high-end, made of delicate materials without a single rough thread, as smooth as skin.

Of course, this was just what the eyes could see. Sam could only imagine what it would be like to touch them… Oh, Sam was already her boyfriend, he could touch them, no need to imagine.

“That’s not it, it’s just that lunch break is short, and no one comes here at this time…” Sam spoke softly.

He didn’t sit next to Angel. Instead, he moved a chair politely and sat down in front of her.

Angel squinted at Sam.

“Isn’t it better that no one is here?”

“Ah? What do you mean by that?”

He wasn’t playing dumb.

Although Angel’s suggestive gaze and ambiguous words seemed to hint at something romantic, thinking that was all there was to her would be too naive.

She wasn’t a girl easily swayed by sexual desires, even though she indeed seemed to enjoy making love with Sam. But one shouldn’t forget, just a short while ago in the cafeteria, she had an argument with Sophie.

Angel’s gaze gradually turned cold, and the temperature in the activity room seemed to drop because of it.

“You saw it, didn’t you?”

“What did I see?”

“What just happened in the cafeteria.”

“Ah… you mean you sitting with Classmate Sophie? Yes, I saw that.”

Sam couldn’t afford to play dumb or deny everything, as it would only give her a reason to unleash her anger. He showed a concerned expression, as if he was genuinely worried about what had happened between the two.

“Classmate Sophie… you actually call her that, making it sound like you two aren’t close, huh, Sam?”

Angel looked at him.

She leaned back on the sofa, returning to her languid posture, but didn’t stop pressuring Sam.

She lifted her legs and placed them towards Sam’s legs.

Sam didn’t dodge; instead, he reached out, grabbed her calves, and allowed her to rest them on his lap.

“It’s just a way of addressing someone.”

“So, how do you refer to her when I’m not around? It must be very intimate, right?”

Now Sam understood.

It was clear what Angel meant; she was irritated by Sophie and now needed to vent some of her dissatisfaction through Sam.

There was nothing more to say.

Even though they were in the club activity room, Sam used the ‘Hand of Desire’. He began massaging Angel’s calves.

Now, Angel wouldn’t ask about those odd things anymore; this was the magic of Sam.

Angel enjoyed Sam’s gentle kneading and then heard him whisper.

“How could that be? Trust is what’s most needed between lovers. Besides… you haven’t yet called me ‘older brother’.”

“…you still remember that silly bet, huh?”

Angel’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she spoke in an annoyed tone.

Sam certainly wouldn’t miss this opportunity to turn the tables.

Sam chuckled.

“How could it be a silly bet? It’s a wager, and the rule is to accept the loss, a principle that has existed from ancient times…”

“That’s an outdated relic that should be discarded.”

Oh boy, Angel didn’t mention the bet when she was winning, but now that she’s lost, it’s suddenly a relic?

Sam’s hands didn’t stop their movements; he even took off Angel’s shoes and held both of her feet in his hands.

Although it was comfortable, Angel wouldn’t make any sounds casually, even though her eyes seemed unable to hide her feelings anymore. Her soft gaze almost seemed to brim with glistening droplets, like ripples on a misty lake.

“So, you just can’t accept losing a bet, can you?”

“Heh, let’s not talk about that now. Do you know what Sophie told me in the cafeteria?”

Angel quickly changed the subject, and Sam wasn’t sure if she was doing this to divert the conversation or if she was still hung up on what had happened earlier.

“What?”

“She said she wouldn’t give up on you, no matter what I did to her.”

At that moment, Sam’s heart skipped a beat.

But his hands didn’t stop, and his facial expression didn’t show any signs of disturbance.

At this time, Angel was staring intently at him, her scrutinizing gaze speaking volumes.

“What a joke… Sophie and I are just friends, she’s not the type of girl to say such things.”

But what Sam was thinking was different.

Did she really say that?

Why would she say that?

Was it a retaliation against Angel, specifically to make her angry?

Or… did she genuinely feel that way?

No, more likely, Sophie never said that, and Angel made it up as a lie to test him.

Angel’s gaze sharpened quickly.

“You know her that well? You seem pretty sure.”

Sam shook his head.

“It’s obvious, isn’t it? You know her too; she’s got a tough personality and always talks tough. She wouldn’t say anything that straightforwardly reveals her emotions.”

“So, you’re saying I’m lying to you.”

“How could that be? You’re my girlfriend, I trust you 100%. Except when it comes to bets.”

“You’re still bringing that up, huh!”

Angel swiftly pulled her left foot out of Sam’s hands and kicked towards his chest.

But clearly, she didn’t use much force, and soon she was in Sam’s arms.

“What are you doing? Why are you holding my foot, do you really like feet that much?” Angel asked, squinting her eyes.

Sam chuckled.

“Not really, I just love every part of you, immensely.”

Nothing works quite like sweet nothings.

For lovers, even if you know the other’s compliments might be unreasonable or just nonsense,

you just can’t resist such direct and undisguised pitches.

Especially when Sam’s expression is always so sincere, appearing deeply affectionate.

“You’re good at spouting such nonsense. Then why did you seem so resistant when I asked you to lick my foot before?”

Sam’s eyes widened, his face a picture of surprise.

“Of course not. That kind of thing has to come from me voluntarily. If you force it, I’ll definitely resist.”

Angel paused, tugging at her foot forcefully, but it didn’t come free.

“Really? Have you ever thought about licking Sophie’s foot?”

What’s going on?

Even now, she’s still bringing up Sophie.

So, Sam increased his grip.

The Hand of Desire was now being used to its near limit, playfully teasing the sensitive spots on her feet.

Soon, Angel’s face turned red, her eyes seeming to mist over.

Sam lowered his voice and his head slightly, whispering those bewitchingly persuasive words.

“I only do this for you.”

“Hmm… why?”

Angel squinted her eyes, questioning him while trying to control her emotions, attempting to calm herself. But she quickly failed.

Sam smiled and said,

“Because you’re mine.”

He didn’t say you’re my girlfriend.

He said, you’re mine.

Of course, there’s a difference.

One is just a simple sweet nothing between lovers, but what Sam said carried a hint of possessiveness.

As if to make her feel that strange sensation of being owned.

Angel, of course, is a woman who doesn’t like to be conquered, because she knows such words mean losing the chance to have Sam all to herself.

This ambitious Sam… also such a perfect boy.

How could she share him with other women?

So, at the crucial moment, Angel still managed to pull her foot away.

Sam seemed surprised, not expecting her to remain composed even at this point.

But the next moment, he realized that things were not as they seemed.

Because Angel’s feet only briefly withdrew, then she placed them on his groin.

Sam looked at her slender legs, slightly stretched in a beautiful curve. Although she was wearing panties under her skirt, the slight twisting motion, which seemed so enticing under Sam’s gaze, easily accelerated his heartbeat.

The touch was exquisite.

Unparalleled.

She stepped on Sam’s penis, her eyes carrying a seductive allure.

“Since you like it so much… then it’s okay for me to do this, right?”

Sam’s voice was a bit hoarse. “You’re into footjobs?”

Angel smiled slightly.

“You really are a foot fetishist, aren’t you? Just a light step from me and you’re excited to the point of erection… Tell me honestly, do you want to dirty my feet with your semen?”

Angel spoke with a look of disgust, but her movements on his groin grew more intense, her feet continuously rubbing.

Sam took a deep breath.

“Stop, it’s a bit uncomfortable through the pants.”

“Then why don’t you take them off?”

“…”

She made a good point.

While Angel was giving Sam a footjob, in a place far from Kuhang.

“Ava~~ did you get the tickets?”

Robert looked at his pretty daughter, who was giggling while holding her phone, and asked with curiosity.

The youthful, tall girl snapped back to reality, her cheeks slightly flushed, perhaps thinking of something.

“Ah… yes, I got them. For next week.”

Robert scratched his head.

“That’s good, can’t be careless about the match. Did you tell your brother? Since it’s Kuhang, let him look after you a bit.”

“I’m grown up now, I don’t need him to look after me. Don’t worry, I can handle it myself.”

“Is that so… still, at least let him know beforehand, okay?”

“I know, I know! Stop nagging, Dad.”

“Alright, alright, just take care of yourself.”

Robert seemed not to think much of it and turned to leave.

But Ava kept staring at the phone screen that just showed the successful booking.

A mysterious smile appeared on her face.

Even somewhat goofy.

“Brother Sam… your sister is coming to see you~~”