Rough fingers gently kneaded her feet to relieve her fatigue...

Yang Ruoqing let out a comfortable sigh.

She looked at him who was squatting in front of her with his head buried in his head washing her feet.

The usually cold and hard face was now replaced by tenderness and care.

A pair of big hands held her feet.

Rub gently.

His feet, which had been running around for a day and two nights, were washed carefully by him as if they were treasures, and he didn't feel disgusted at all.

She felt warm all over.

The nose is slightly sour.

She is cold and tired.

Why isn't he like this?

But he took care of her everywhere, and he always stayed close to her before doing anything good.

"Tangyaozi, your feet must be numb from the cold. Take off your shoes and socks and soak them together!"

she said.

He raised his head and smiled at her: "Don't worry, after you finish soaking, I will just wash it with your water."

Wipe her feet.

She was about to put her feet into shoes, but he had already leaned over and picked him up from the stool.

"Don't put on your shoes, I'll carry you to bed," he said.

He strode to the bed and placed her on the bed.

There are two quilts on the bed.

He shook out the bed inside and spread it out.

"Rescuing Third Uncle is important, and so is your health."

He leaned over and held her shoulders.

"We have Chen San under control, and things have turned around. Today, you are not allowed to go anywhere, just have a good sleep in the inn."

"Leave it to me to ask about that noble man's affairs!" he said.

Pulled the quilt and covered her.

Seeing her struggling to lift the quilt, he said, "Be obedient!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.

He glanced at his own body and said, "Even if I want to sleep, I have to take off my coat!"

Hearing this, he was startled.

"I ran around here and there in this coat and lay down all night in the dirty kitchen of Chen San's house. It's so dirty!" she added.

He grinned and smiled sheepishly.

"Okay, you take off your clothes and I'll go out first!" he said.

Then he retreated.

Yang Ruoqing stopped him: "I'm not naked, I'm still wearing clothes underneath!"

"Just put down the tent." She said.

Luo Fengtang said "Oh", hung the tent down a little hurriedly, and then turned his back.

Through a layer of green curtain, look at his tall and broad back.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

Focusing on unbuttoning...

Luo Fengtang's face turned red when he heard the rustling sounds in the tent behind him.

This is the first time in my life that I have lived in the same room with a girl.

There are only two of them in this room.

Qing'er was still taking off her clothes there.

This feeling was so strange, so nervous, and it also made him feel inexplicably excited.

"Okay, you can turn around now."

Her voice soon came from behind.

He turned around and saw that she was already lying on the bed inside the tent.

"Tangyazi, why don't you soak your feet and sleep for a while? There are two quilts!" she said.

Go to bed?

His face became even hotter.

"I-I'll wash my feet first."

He said, walked to the basin and took off his shoes and socks.

Wait for him to wipe his feet and come to the bedside.

He opened the curtain and took a look.

The girl lay quietly on the bed, revealing a peaceful sleeping face.

Compared with before, she has really lost a lot of weight in recent times.

The delicate facial contours have already been revealed.

The forehead is full and the eyebrows are delicate.

The nose is small and the curve of the lips is the kind he likes.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently moved away a strand of hair that fell on her face.

As soon as his fingertips touched her cheek, her eyes suddenly opened.

The initial moment of confusion was followed by a fierce momentum.

He was secretly shocked.

This look is like a tiger taking a nap.

The alertness and murderous aura that bursts out from the depths of the soul when someone is suddenly alarmed or offended.

But when she saw that the person in front of her was him, the fierceness in her eyes disappeared.

It was replaced by something familiar to him.

"Have you finished washing? Come up and lie down for a while." She said.

He shook his head: "I'll lie down later, you go to sleep first."

She nodded slightly, turned over, and soon began to breathe evenly.

He stood beside the bed for a long time.

Thinking back to the look in her eyes at that moment.

Such vigilance seems to be caused by a long-term lack of security.

He didn't know what she had gone through during those ten years of madness.

All he knew was that his heart was clenched and uncomfortable.

She is so insecure that she wakes up when touched.

But she trusted him so much.

He told her to sleep, and she turned over and fell asleep again.

In my heart, I have mixed feelings.

Girl, you are exhausted, have a good sleep!

He put on his shoes and socks, looked at her again, locked the guest room door from the outside and left the inn.

Yang Ruoqing didn't sleep well.

In the dream, she returned to the scene of the plane crash in her previous life.

The blue sea is boundless.

The fishy, ​​salty seawater surged in from all directions and poured in through her five senses!

She is so cold.

So tired.
To be continued...