Robben half-knelt in front of the bed, pulled the girl's foot towards him, and then rested it on his lap.

The girl propped her hands on the bed and looked down at the boy who was crouching there to fix the cuffs of her socks, her face flushed with a hint of redness.

I didn't expect him to really like it that much...... Can you call him over every day in the name of helping you put on socks from now on? Thinking of this, the little witch's heart moved.

Robben didn't know what the girl was thinking, he just focused on combing the socks in his hands. Once everything is straightened out from the cuff to the toe of the sock, you can begin.

There is skill in dressing stockings for girls, and the key is to "cover" the socks. You can't stupidly pick up the girl's feet and stuff them into the sock tube, so that not only will the result be half the effort, but the socks will definitely be crooked in the end. If you don't say that the girl is uncomfortable, you will also suffer - it means being complained about by the girl.

Robben has some theoretical experience in his body, he pinched the sides of the sock with both hands, clamped the sock with his index finger and thumb, and the remaining three pairs of fingers were extended and retracted back and forth, covering the remaining part of the sock layer by layer until the tip of the sock.

With a flick of his fingers, Robben easily found the side line on the tip of the sock for reinforcement and stitching. This thread is used to strengthen the toes so that the nails do not scratch the socks. When wearing socks on a regular basis, if the side line and toe are misaligned, the socks will be uncomfortable to wear.

Emma's stockings are made of velvet, which is silky and stretchy to the touch. Since they were brand new and unworn socks, they didn't smell badly—I'm afraid the demons were going to be disappointed—but they had a floral scent that smelled exactly like Emma's after taking a shower. It took a lot of energy for Robben to resist the urge to put his nose up and smell it.

He carefully put his stockings on as if he were guarding a treasure, and from time to time he fine-tuned the position to align the side line with his toes. As he adjusted, he could feel Emma's feet trembling slightly, and it was clear that the little witch was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

Due to the elasticity of the socks themselves, coupled with the posture, Robben's index finger naturally fit the position of Emma's right metatarsal, and the two of them played at the same time - the two had similar contact before, but the atmosphere and environment were very different, and the thoughts in their heads were much simpler at that time than now.

It felt like a century had passed, the sideline and toe finally aligned, and Robben pulled his index finger back so that the stocking fit itself against Emma's foot, then pinched the sock and pulled it up little by little.

Toes, arches, heels, ankles, calves, knees......

The black velvet over-the-knee socks wrapped Emma's feet little by little, fitting them together seamlessly, then turned at the heel, extended all the way up, over the slender and well-proportioned calf, and then came to an abrupt halt like a raging wave, like a rushing wave, and finally stopped on the beach.

Emma sat on the edge of the bed with her feet crossed, too shy to look Robben in the eye. How could she have imagined that she would one day reward a boy in this way? But she was like that now, sitting on the edge of the bed, with her feet raised, and in a gesture as if she were giving grace, letting Robben put on her socks.

On the surface, her expression was calm and airy, and her expression barely changed, but her hand couldn't help but press the quilt on her thigh, which was firmly guarding the area up from her knees like armor, so that Robben could not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Not only the small movements of her hands, but also the skin behind Emma's ears betrayed her, and all the details showed that the little witch's inner throbbing was no less than Robben who was putting on her socks.

There is a feast in the world, no matter how long the over-the-knee socks are, no matter how serious and attentive Robben wears, he will eventually be worn. The two black gold-rimmed stockings ended up wrapped around Emma's calves.

Robben put his hands on his lap and counted the tiles with his head down. Emma, on the other hand, pursed her lips and became intrigued by the oil lamp next to the bed. After the socks were put on, both people with zero experience were a little overwhelmed and didn't know what to do next.

In this case, it depends on the demons.

【Unlock Skill: Dress Girls in Stockings LV.1】

Robben: ?

The words that the heart demon suddenly came out of nowhere, made him a little confused - what kind of strange skill is this?

[You know so much, you can make such a long theory by putting a sock on a girl, I naturally want to arrange a professional skill for you. 】

The explanation of the demon in the heart is absurd with a hint of reasonableness.

Ooh? Will you still have the skill of "taking off stockings for girls" in the future? Robben sneered in his heart.

[No! How can a girl's socks be taken off? If you don't wear socks, can you still call it ice cream? It should be-]

Robben: Stop, that's it!

was so disturbed by the demons in his heart, and all the strange emotions in Robben's heart disappeared without a trace.

"It's cold, remember to change into thick socks, but you can't walk barefoot on the ground like before." Robben's mother-in-law rhetoric instantly dispelled the strange atmosphere that permeated the air.

"Well, okay, thank you~" Emma turned her gaze back from the oil lamp and smiled sweetly at Robben.

She glanced down at her legs and saw that the socks fit the curves of her legs and feet almost perfectly, bringing a lot of comfort.

"You're pretty good at it." Emma gave Robben a thumbs up.

"That's, I'm the one who has the skill of wearing stockings for girls~" Robben's answer was also very funny.

"I'm so well dressed at the first level, what kind of proficiency do you have to be at the full level?" Emma laughed.

[Kneeling on the ground, with your neck and limbs restrained, you can still use your mouth to quickly and perfectly put on stockings for your partner (no state is limited), and reaching this state is the proficiency of full-level skills. 】

The heart demon gives the realm of full-level skills.

Robben: 6

What kind of scenario is this skill developed? I'm afraid I won't be able to reach it in this life.

"By the way, for the sake of you wearing such a good outfit, I'll teach you a little knowledge for free - after girls wear stockings, most girls will wear a sock clip to prevent the socks from slipping~" Emma opened the drawer on the bedside table and took out a black ring strap with two small silver clips on the band.

She took, and then clamped the brim of the sock with a clip.

"Look, that way the socks won't slip down."

"Tie just one, it will look better." Robben boldly spoke his mind.

Emma lowered her head, thought for a moment, and realized that if you only tied a sock clip as Robben said, there was indeed an asymmetrical beauty.

Clothing like stockings, if you add a little difference in the details, it will bring a very surprising change, and the patterns on her pair of stockings are also asymmetrical, one is complicated, the other is simple, and the two are in harmony.

"You're right!" Emma gave it a try, and found that it was really the same as Robben said, tying one is better than tying both legs.

"Your aesthetics are very good!" She doesn't shy away from her praise.

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