Xi Xiangdong was just about to lower his head and continue reading the documents when he suddenly noticed Pei Xiao's slightly weird posture going upstairs. He took off his glasses and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"
"Ah..." Pei Xiao hesitated, wondering if Xi Xiangdong would let him go to the catwalk if he told the truth.
Xi Xiangdong was not so patient: "Come here."
He stood up and ordered with a cold face.
Pei Xiao didn't want to anger him anymore at this juncture, so he had no choice but to walk back with his limping right foot.
"Sit down." Xi Xiangdong pushed her into the sofa. He came back with a basin of hot water: "Put your feet in."
Pei Xiao followed her words and put her feet into the hot water. The warm water soothed the meridians on the soles of her tired and congested feet, making her want to sigh with comfort. Xi Xiangdong squatted down and stroked her swollen ankle with his hand. Pei Xiao couldn't help but smile.
He reluctantly pulled his feet back.
But he tightened his grip on her ankle.
Pei Xiao blushed in embarrassment: "I'll do it myself..."
He didn't let go, and rubbed her ankles, massaging her soles and calf muscles rhythmically. Speaking of which, his massage techniques were really good. After a while, Pei Xiao began to hum in comfort, as if he had spent the whole day with her.
I forgot about being tired.
While pressing the button, he asked her: "Can you still go on the catwalk like this?"
Pei Xiao lay on the sofa and fell asleep: "It's okay, just take a nap and you'll be fine tomorrow..."
Xi Xiangdong pinched the redness and swelling on her ankle and couldn't help showing a worried look. Can it be cured if the swelling is like this overnight? He was about to persuade her again, but when he looked up, he found that the girl had fallen asleep without knowing it, leaning on the sofa with her head tilted.
On the back, the little mouth is slightly open, looking very naive.
Xi Xiangdong shook his head, went to pour out the water, and came back to get a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray and ointment.
When the cool spray sprayed on his feet, Pei Xiao woke up slightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xi Xiangdong squatting on the ground, holding his feet in his arms. The orange desk lantern illuminated his back, giving people a sense of wonder.
An unprecedented feeling of warmth and security.
He lowered his head and blew on her wound. The cool breath tickled her, and then he took off the ointment and applied it to her ankle. Pei Xiao was stunned. Seeing that he was about to get up, he quickly closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep. Xi Xiangdong packed up the medicine box.
He brought another blanket over to cover her, and then turned off the lamp.
The sound of him going upstairs came from the dark living room. Pei Xiao secretly opened his eyes and touched the blanket on his body. So this man, even though he looks colder on the surface, his behavior is still very gentle...
Early the next morning, Xi Xiangdong was awakened by the sound of cooking smoke downstairs. When he got up and went downstairs, he saw a woman wearing an apron and jumping around on one foot in the open kitchen.
He frowned: "What are you doing again?"
Pei Xiao held the spatula in his hand and turned around to smile at him: "Go and wash up quickly. You can have breakfast soon."
"..." So, even a sprained foot can not stop this chef's enthusiasm for cooking?
After washing up and having breakfast, Pei Xiao and Xi Xiangdong went out together. Seeing them coming down together today, the driver narrowed his eyes: "Good morning, Mr. Xi, good morning Miss Pei."
Pei Xiao replied inexplicably: "Morning."
When sending her to Meng Jiao's store, Xi Xiangdong gave an extra reminder: "If your feet feel uncomfortable, just tell Meng Jiao directly. There are so many professional models, and you are the only one left."
Pei Xiao didn't hear that Mr. Chen was caring about her. She just thought that he looked down on her, and she was determined to show it to him. Xi Xiangdong was just about to lower his head and continue reading the documents when he suddenly noticed that Pei Xiao looked slightly weird.
As he walked upstairs, he took off his glasses and asked, "What's wrong with your leg?"
"Ah..." Pei Xiao hesitated, wondering if Xi Xiangdong would let him go to the catwalk if he told the truth.
Xi Xiangdong was not so patient: "Come here."
He stood up and ordered with a cold face.
Pei Xiao didn't want to anger him anymore at this juncture, so he had no choice but to walk back with his limping right foot.
"Sit down." Xi Xiangdong pushed her into the sofa. He came back with a basin of hot water: "Put your feet in."
Pei Xiao followed her words and put her feet into the hot water. The warm water soothed the meridians on the soles of her tired and congested feet, making her want to sigh with comfort. Xi Xiangdong squatted down and stroked her swollen ankle with his hand. Pei Xiao couldn't help but smile.
He reluctantly pulled his feet back.
But he tightened his grip on her ankle.
Pei Xiao blushed in embarrassment: "I'll do it myself..."
He didn't let go, and rubbed her ankles, massaging her soles and calf muscles rhythmically. Speaking of which, his massage techniques were really good. After a while, Pei Xiao began to hum in comfort, as if he had spent the whole day with her.
I forgot about being tired.
While pressing the button, he asked her: "Can you still go on the catwalk like this?"
Pei Xiao lay on the sofa and fell asleep: "It's okay, just take a nap and you'll be fine tomorrow..."
Xi Xiangdong pinched the redness and swelling on her ankle and couldn't help showing a worried look. Can it be cured if the swelling is like this overnight? He was about to persuade her again, but when he looked up, he found that the girl had fallen asleep without knowing it, leaning on the sofa with her head tilted.
On the back, the little mouth is slightly open, looking very naive.
Xi Xiangdong shook his head, went to pour out the water, and came back to get a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray and ointment.
When the cool spray sprayed on his feet, Pei Xiao woke up slightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xi Xiangdong squatting on the ground, holding his feet in his arms. The orange desk lantern illuminated his back, giving people a sense of wonder.
An unprecedented feeling of warmth and security.
He lowered his head and blew on her wound. The cool breath tickled her, and then he took off the ointment and applied it to her ankle. Pei Xiao was stunned. Seeing that he was about to get up, he quickly closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep. Xi Xiangdong packed up the medicine box.
He brought another blanket over to cover her, and then turned off the lamp.
The sound of him going upstairs came from the dark living room. Pei Xiao secretly opened his eyes and touched the blanket on his body. So this man, even though he looks colder on the surface, his behavior is still very gentle...
Early the next morning, Xi Xiangdong was awakened by the sound of cooking smoke downstairs. When he got up and went downstairs, he saw a woman wearing an apron and jumping around on one foot in the open kitchen.
He frowned: "What are you doing again?"
Pei Xiao held the spatula in his hand and turned around to smile at him: "Go and wash up quickly. You can have breakfast soon."
"..." So, even a sprained foot can not stop this chef's enthusiasm for cooking?
After washing up and having breakfast, Pei Xiao and Xi Xiangdong went out together. Seeing them coming down together today, the driver narrowed his eyes: "Good morning, Mr. Xi, good morning Miss Pei."
Pei Xiao replied inexplicably: "Morning."
When sending her to Meng Jiao's store, Xi Xiangdong gave an extra reminder: "If your feet feel uncomfortable, just tell Meng Jiao directly. There are so many professional models, and you are the only one left."
Pei Xiao didn't hear that Mr. Chen was caring about her, she just thought that he looked down on her, and she made up her mind to show it to him.