"Well, no, you can never have a relationship." Shi Qiao pressed a gentle kiss on Xi Ying's forehead.
Just as Xi Ying was about to punch him, she heard movement at the door.
"Hush." Shi Qiao had a proud smile on his face, "Another protagonist has appeared."
I saw a woman with very dark skin and very strong arms and calves walking in.
Her skin is so dark and she is wearing a particularly bright rose-red skirt, which makes her look even darker.
Look at her face again, oh my god.
Not only are there a lot of acne marks, but there are also a lot of freckles. Although the facial features cannot be called ugly, they are only average.
Such a woman is only one ten thousandth less than Xi Ying's appearance.
After the rich woman came in, she threw her brand-name bag on the sofa, took off her high heels and sat on the bed.
Xi Ying almost fainted from the strong smell.
She pinched her nose and turned her head away expressionlessly.
The rich woman dug her feet with her hands, and then she saw that she was still wearing stockings.
I don’t know what she was thinking. She didn’t take off her stockings to pick her feet. Would it be fun to pick her feet like this
Shi Qiao saw Xi Ying looking like she was about to suffocate, covering half of her face with his generous palms.
This is much better than pinching your nose.
Xi Ying glanced at Shi Qiao, who looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
Unlike last night, Shi Qiao's hands smelled very clean today.
There is no smell of smoke or alcohol, just a faint scent of grass.
It should smell like hand sanitizer or hand cream.
It smells good.
Xi Ying couldn't help but sniff a few more times.
A faint smile appeared on Shi Qiao's lips.
After about ten minutes, the bathroom door opened, and steaming water vapor filled the air from inside.
Jiao Shijun wiped his face with a towel and saw the rich woman sitting on the bed picking her feet.
When he saw the rich woman picking her feet, he suppressed the disgust in his heart, raised a handsome smile, and shouted in a sweet voice: "Master~"
The rich woman was very satisfied with Jiao Shijun's performance. She used her hand that was still picking at his feet just now to give him a hook: "Come here."
Jiao Shijun came over.
"My feet are a little itchy recently. It may be athlete's foot. Come and check for me." The rich woman said, how could Jiao Shijun dare not obey
He knelt down directly in front of the rich woman and helped her look at her feet.
When Jiao Shijun came out of the bathroom, he only used a bath towel to wrap his lower body. Now that he was kneeling like this, the cracks in the towel allowed the people under the bed to see what was going on inside.
Shi Qiao immediately covered Xi Ying's eyes with the other hand.
She must not let her see this eye-catching scene.
Shi Qiao didn't want to look at it, but he caught a glimpse of it inadvertently.
cut.
Shi Qiao felt disdainful.
It's really short and small, nothing compared to him.
"Returning to the master, your feet really seem to have some athlete's foot. In this case, I will go down and buy you some ointment to treat athlete's foot, and then apply it to you personally, okay?"
The tone of Jiao Shijun's words at this moment was nothing like the cool and handsome school boy in school
It's like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy.
Xi Ying took her cell phone out of her pocket and wanted to record it, but Qiao's hand covered her eyes, so she couldn't see how to operate it.
She turned her head, trying to get Shi Qiao to move her hands away.
"What do you want to do? Tell me and I'll do it." Shi Qiao's soft voice sounded in Xi Ying's ears, and the hand covering her nose moved away.