"W-what?" Song Ci was a little shocked.
Jiang Xingzhou blurted it out without thinking. He raised his hand to wipe the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and felt his mouth a little dry.
This is embarrassing.
"Well, that's it... um... it's OK."
Jiang Xingzhou started talking nonsense, not even knowing what he was talking about.
Song Ci was stunned when he heard this. This was the highest level of perfunctory treatment.
It's OK.
Even though he didn't admit it, Song Ci didn't forget what he said.
She looked down at her ankles. They were very bony, unlike her hands, which were slightly fleshy.
Jiang Xingzhou said he was too thin.
Doesn't she like this
The corners of Song Ci's mouth drooped, and she lowered her head and stared silently at her feet in the hot water, and let out a disappointed "ow".
Jiang Xingzhou rubbed his nose, wondering if he was too perfunctory.
Song Ci's reaction now was obviously because she heard what he had said.
This situation is like when you hear something and you can't believe it, so you subconsciously want to listen to the other person say it again to make sure you didn't hear it wrong. Jiang Xingzhou understands this feeling.
"That's just right!"
He suddenly put his feet into hot water, endured the heat and pinched Song Ci's chin, then leaned over and kissed her.
He murmured softly, "It looks good. I like it."
Then there were gentle and intense kisses.
"Hmm..."
Still soaking my feet!
Song Ci's face flushed with grease, and she felt that their posture was really, extremely... unreserved!
Unconsciously, they had unlocked a new way of kissing. Out of professional instinct, Song Ci was still distracted during Jiang Xingzhou's intense kiss, thinking about recording this point, so that she could try to include it in her book next time.
Feeling that Song Ci's head was getting heavier, Jiang Xingzhou finally let her go.
"like."
Jiang Xingzhou repeated it again.
Song Ci clenched her little hands, dodged her eyes, and said "hmm" softly.
"If you feel uncomfortable, lie down on the sofa." After kissing in this position for a long time, Jiang Xingzhou felt a little tired in the waist. Song Ci's waist was probably not much better, so he considerately pushed her to lie back.
Song Ci leaned on the side armrest and looked at him shyly.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled broadly at her. Song Ci's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then she drooped her eyelids in panic, not daring to look at Jiang Xingzhou anymore.
After such a while, Jiang Xingzhou has gotten used to the hot water at this temperature.
Looking at the four legs in the basin, two are big and two are small.
His foot was between Song Ci's two feet.
He raised his toes slightly, then stepped on Song Ci's instep.
Now Song Ci had to look at him.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Xingzhou is fine, he just wants to try it.
"It's okay," he lifted his feet, "Song Song, put your feet together."
"ah?"
“I’m going to put it on both sides.”
"oh."
Although she didn't understand his strange request, Song Ci still put her feet together obediently, and then Jiang Xingzhou's two big feet were placed on the edge next to her feet.
In this way, her two little feet were surrounded by Jiang Xingzhou's big feet.
Jiang Xingzhou moved again and poked her instep with his toes.
"Don't move~" Song Ci dodged away a little ticklishly and complained in a low voice.
Jiang Xingzhou was very obedient: "Okay."
Jiang Xingzhou stared at the foot basin, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the two people's feet were so compatible.
There is absolutely no cure.
He saw Song Ci's ankle again, and couldn't help but lift his toes to poke it, and emphasized again: "It looks good, I like it."
Song Ci: “.”
She half-hid her face, peeking at him with her eyes, and said shamefacedly: "I know~Don't say anymore..."
"I have to say it, I have to say it, Song Song's ankles are beautiful and pretty." I want to touch them.
Song Ci covered her eyes and stopped looking at him.
Jiang Xingzhou finally calmed down. As time passed, the temperature of the hot water in the basin gradually cooled down.
Soon, Song Ci felt that the water had become cold.
"The water is cold. I don't want to soak in it anymore." She pulled her feet out.
He held up his legs and hung over the basin for a while, and only put on his shoes when there was no longer any noticeable dripping from his feet.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't pull his feet out immediately. He splashed his feet in the water for a few times and said, "The temperature is okay, just right. I'll soak in it for a while longer."
Song Ci: “… Ouch.”
Song Ci moved her butt to sit a little to the side and placed both feet on the same side of the basin. This way she could finally put her legs together and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
While Jiang Xingzhou continued to soak his feet, she sat back a little, took off her shoes and left her feet to dry naturally.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't soak for long. After a while, he pulled his feet out and placed them on the edge of the basin.
Song Ci saw this and pouted.
"If there is water, it will flow onto the ground." She said slowly.
"It's okay," Jiang Xingzhou said nonchalantly, "I'll just mop the floor later."
Song Ci: "...Okay."
After a moment of silence, Song Ci finally asked the question she had wanted to ask just now.
"You... why... are you so, so... skilled?"
"What?" Jiang Xingzhou didn't follow his train of thought.
Are you putting your feet on the edge of the basin
Isn't this something you come naturally to
Oh... personal habit.
"Just, just..." Song Ci felt his mouth was a little hot. He turned the two words around in his mouth for eight hundred times before he finally said them out.
"kiss."
"ah?"
Jiang Xingzhou stared at Song Ci's expression carefully and found that she was serious.
Did he act expertly
"Oh." He responded indifferently.
Song Ci said that it was skilled at what it did.
Wait, that's not right!
Based on his experience of watching so many romantic dramas, he knew that he should ask his girlfriend whether she would cry next. He had dated many girlfriends before, so he was so skilled in this.
Then he would be more wronged than Dou E!
So he took the initiative to block any possible questions Song Ci might ask next.
"Because I like Song Song so much, I can learn everything by myself when I see Song Song."
To be honest, that posture I just used was indeed something I learned without any teacher.
If Song Ci was talking about kissing skills, that would be easier to explain.
His kissing skills were completely developed through practicing with her.
Hearing this, Song Ci's breathing became lighter.
Although these words may seem to be misleading, Song Ci found them very useful.
It turns out that sweet words can make people happy.
She suddenly understood the plot of the novel, which she had not understood before.
She also loves to hear sweet words.
She suddenly covered her face with her hands and leaned back shyly.
Jiang Xingzhou watched her about to lie on the sofa, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This reaction is so cute.
Shy.
Then let the shyness come more violently.
"Song Song, go to my room and wait. I'll be there soon."
After saying this, he picked up the foot basin and went to the bathroom.
"I… "
Song Ci wanted to say something, but seeing that Jiang Xingzhou didn't hesitate at all, and she had just promised Jiang Xingzhou that she would go to the room to help him... step on his back, she stopped talking.
There was a sound of water coming from the bathroom. Jiang Xingzhou was cleaning the basin. She hesitated for a moment, put on her shoes in one go, and ran to Jiang Xingzhou's room.
She opened the door quickly, but closed it quietly, as if she was afraid that Jiang Xingzhou would hear the noise.
However, what she didn't know was that Jiang Xingzhou had been paying attention to her movements in the living room, and he heard the tapping sounds of her slippers just now.
Smiling silently, Jiang Xingzhou quickened his movements and put the basin back to its original place. Then he washed his hands, wiped them twice and returned to the room.
He deliberately walked lightly, and when he reached the door, he didn't open it loudly, but pressed down the handrail little by little.
Fortunately, these doors are relatively new and there won’t be any strange noises to alert people in the room.
At this moment, Song Ci was lying on Jiang Xingzhou's bed, with her feet on the edge of the bed, covering her face and tossing and turning. Her mind was in a mess and she had no intention of caring about what was happening at the door.
So when Jiang Xingzhou walked into the room, he did not see Song Ci's startled reaction as he had hoped, but instead saw Song Ci lying on the bed like a quail.
Jiang Xingzhou suppressed his laughter, quietly closed the door, and tiptoed to the bedside.
He was just about to secretly poke Song Ci's ankle.
Unexpectedly, Song Ci suddenly slammed down on the bed, raised his feet and started struggling.
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
He looked down at the white little feet in his hands.
Can he say that the foot moved the hand first
It really wasn't him who started it first!
This time, his wish finally came true, and Song Ci was shocked.
Her feet were held by Jiang Xingzhou. She could neither turn over nor put her feet down to sit up. She could only lie half sideways and look at Jiang Xingzhou pitifully.
The scene was very...
ambiguous
Jiang Xingzhou reluctantly slid along Song Ci's instep to her round toes and pinched them before letting go.
"The nails are very healthy," he commented.
Song Ci: “.”
Fortunately, he let go of her hand, and she instantly shrank onto the bed almost as if in a stress reaction, grabbing the quilt under her and trying to roll it up on herself.
Jiang Xingzhou was speechless: "Song Song, you are like this..."
Why does she look so much like a young wife who has just been abused
No, no, no, he hasn't done anything yet!
Jiang Xingzhou stopped talking and went straight onto the bed.
"Eh..." Song Ci looked at his actions and hesitated to speak.
"Um?"
"Are your feet dry?"
"Oh... No."
"… "
"It's okay, just rub it and it'll be done."
He was in a hurry to get started and had no time to care about such details.
Song Ci pouted, not approving of his behavior: "Ah."
"Shall we get started then?"
Jiang Xingzhou got there in one step and lay down directly.
Song Ci was so scared that she immediately moved back a little, and then Jiang Xingzhou lay down on the bed and stretched out.
His back was close before my eyes.
Jiang Xingzhou is the type of person who looks thin when dressed, but has muscles when undressed. At this moment, his loose T-shirt sticks to his back due to gravity, vaguely showing the muscular lines on his back.
She touched it.
Of course, through the clothes.
She stretched out her finger and poked Jiang Xingzhou's arm.
Jiang Xingzhou tilted his head and looked over, asking, "What's wrong?"
Half of his face was pressed on the pillow, and the corners of his mouth were slightly deformed.
Song Ci burst out laughing and poked the side of Jiang Xingzhou's face that was pressed against the pillow.
Jiang Xingzhou reached out and grabbed her, then lifted her cheek and pressed her fingers under his face.
He looked at Song Ci sincerely: "Shall we start?"
Song Ci turned her eyes away slightly, the powder on her cheeks had not yet faded.
After a moment of silence, she whispered, "... I won't."
"It's okay, just step on it and cry."
"But, I have..." Song Ci's ears felt hot, "More than 100 kilograms."
She is only 1.6 meters tall and weighs about 105 kilograms.
She felt that this weight was just right, but when she was in college, her roommate who was three or four centimeters taller than her and weighed the same as her kept saying that she wanted to lose weight and that she was too heavy, which made her very insecure.
Does Jiang Xingzhou feel that he is heavy
Not sure about Song Dynasty porcelain.
Jiang Xingzhou put his hand on her waist and squeezed it, then said with a smile, "Just right, come up quickly."
Song Ci widened her eyes and looked at the fingers placed on her waist, which actually hooked!
Jiang Xingzhou is not serious at all!
"Come on up, Song Song, just step on it. I'll tell you if you can't stand it."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
"oh… "
After a while, Song Ci finally stood up.
"So I'm coming up?"
"Well, come on, come on~"
Jiang Xingzhou's hand touched Song Ci's instep in an improper manner, and Song Ci was so scared that he quickly took a half step back.
"Jiang Xingzhou!"
"Okay, okay, I won't make trouble anymore, come on~"
"Hmph~"
Song Ci tried to put one foot on Jiang Xingzhou's back and asked him, "Where should I step on?"
"A little further down." Jiang Xingzhou commanded.
Song Ci moved down a little seriously and asked again: "Is it okay?"
"Half a foot further."
"here?"
"Um."
Song Ci tried to increase the force on her face, and when it reached a certain level, she asked again: "Is this okay?"
“Song Song, this isn’t a hundred kilograms, right?”
"no."
Song Ci said worriedly: "I'm afraid you can't bear it."
"Come straight up."
"No, take it step by step."
“…Okay, then try harder.”
"good."
Song Ci increased his strength, but still did not use all his strength.
She always felt that if she put all her weight on him, Jiang Xingzhou wouldn't be able to bear it.
After a brief try, she pulled her foot back without even lifting her other foot.
"I'd better press it for you." She really couldn't bear to step on it.
Jiang Xingzhou turned over and leaned on his elbow to look at her with a charming posture. Seeing that her expression was really worried, he shrugged and said, "Okay then."
After two seconds of silence, he quietly suggested.
"Come sit up?"
I didn't dare to say it out loud because I felt so guilty.
Sure enough, when she heard what he said, Song Ci's originally worried expression immediately turned into angry eyes.
This person!
Sure enough, I shouldn’t worry about him!
Song Ci stepped on his hip and kicked him unhappily.
Jiang Xingzhou was caught off guard and was kicked to the ground, where he lay, laughing foolishly.
"OK… "
"Um."
Jiang Xingzhou: “?!”
When Song Ci said "hmm", he was just about to compromise, so he asked uncertainly: "What?"
Song Ci: “… Yeah.”
"Come sit up?"
"Um."
Jiang Xingzhou: “!!!”