Half leaning on her body, Xianyu's little feet kept fidgeting with the water in the wooden basin, making a "swishing" sound. Wanyin stretched out her four feet and scratched the quilt with her paws in annoyance.
The neat quilt was suddenly wrinkled by the sound of Anhui.
Xianyu looked at Wanyin with a dark face. This guy is addicted to causing damage. He should really throw it on the ground and not be allowed to sleep on the bed.
"Knock, knock, knock." There were three regular knocks on the door. Xianyu's hand that wanted to throw Wanyin off the bed froze, and she was thinking about who it could be.
"Please come in." Xianyu raised her head and cast her eyes towards the door. The wooden door was gently pushed open, and Tezuka walked in.
Tezuka saw Xianyu washing her feet. Originally, this was nothing in open Japan, but Xianyu's feet were different from ordinary people's feet. They were small and exquisite, with skin as smooth as gel. The snow-white skin could be broken by blows, and there were clear and obvious lines on it.
It looks even more beautiful in the water.
Tezuka stared at Xianyu's feet and his face suddenly turned red. He seemed to realize that he had made a mistake. Tezuka immediately turned his head away and tried hard to calm down his chaotic emotions: "Takeshita-san, please come downstairs for dinner.
, I’ll go over first.”
Careful Xianyu looked at Tezuka's red ears, shook her head and smiled softly, Tezuka Bingshan turned out to be very innocent...
After drying her feet with a towel and putting on her shoes, Xianyu pushed open the door and shut Wanyin in. She couldn't let anything go wrong this time, otherwise... Wanyin would die without a complete body.
Seeing the door of hope just shut, Wan Yin jumped up from the bed without hesitation. Xian Yu closed the door just at that moment, and heard Wan Yin's shrill "Meow!"
—" The cute cat slid down with his face pressed against the door.
Holding on to the handle and walking down the stairs, everyone was already waiting at the table. The delicious food whetted your appetite.
"Sorry." Xianyu put her hands on her knees, lowered her head and bowed, apologizing lightly, "I kept everyone waiting for so long."
"Xianyu, come over for dinner." Aunt Sanada greeted, while Uncle Sanada had a serious face, very similar to Genichiro Sanada.
"It's so careless." Xuan Yilang picked up the chopsticks and picked out a piece of fish for Xianyu, "It's not good for your health to keep delaying the meal time like this."
"That's how Genichiro is. He treats Xianyu harshly on the surface, but in fact he still cares about his cousin, right?" Aunt Sanada said in a sweet voice, staring at Sanada and Xianyu with a doting look on her face, which made their hair stand on end.
"Mother, let's eat." Without answering his mother's words, Sanada lowered his head and ate his own meal.
Xianyu, who was standing aside, looked at the fish in his bowl and smiled softly. It turned out that it felt good to have an older brother.
"Sanada-kun, is the Kanto Tournament over?" Xianyu buried her head and put a mouthful of rice into her mouth and asked softly. In fact, she had always wanted to know where the plot of Net King was going, but she didn't know how to find out.
"Well, it's over." Tezuka pushed up his glasses, swallowed all the food in his mouth, and answered Xianyu clearly.
When Xianyu heard this answer, she paused with the chopsticks in her hand, licked the tip of the chopsticks with her tongue, and asked, "Then why is Yukimura-kun still in the hospital?"
If she remembered correctly, Yukimura should have had surgery on the day of the Kanto Competition, and then he recovered.
"Yes." Sanada nodded vigorously, his expression a little lonely, "The doctor said that if you don't perform a second operation, there will be sequelae. The minister finally escaped death, but he is not willing to have another operation no matter what."
