Jing Haohao suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously pulled his foot out of Liangchen's hand.
Her muddy feet entered the basin, making the water turbid. Now she suddenly pulled it away, and the water splashed all over Liangchen's face and shirt.
The snow-white shirt was quickly stained by the sewage.
Jing Haohao moved her lips in embarrassment. She subconsciously thought that Liangchen would be angry. However, what she didn't expect was that Liangchen continued to reach out and grabbed her hand as if nothing was wrong.
He pressed his foot back into the basin again. His movement seemed very rough, but only Jing Haohao could clearly feel that his strength was very gentle.
Liangchen lowered his head, squatted in front of the basin, put his hands in the sewage, and gently rubbed Jing's feet.
When Jing Haohao's feet fell into the mud, she didn't feel any discomfort at first. Once she got ashore and the wind blew, the water in the mud quickly froze, and her feet were so cold that she lost all feeling.
Now the warm water and Liangchen's big hands wrapped around her feet. In an instant, her feet were warm and felt. It was also accompanied by a warm current, which penetrated from the palm of his hand, along the soles of her feet, all the way to her.
The softest part of the left chest.
Jing Haohao bit his lower lip slightly, lowered his head, and stared at Liangchen.
The man's movements were very focused and serious. The bright lights of the crew shone on his face, allowing her to clearly see the mud spots that splashed on his face when she retracted her feet. However, it did not affect her at all.
His handsomeness.
Jing Haohao had never looked at Liangchen so carefully as he did now. Looking carefully at this time, Jing Haohao discovered that the man's facial features, whether separated or put together, were so peerless.
Jing Haohao has never had her feet washed since she started living independently, and she never thought that she would have her feet washed.
However, now, this man, who was as arrogant as the emperor in everyone's hearts, actually knelt down in front of her and washed her feet without caring about his own image and status in front of so many people.
In Jing Haohao's heart, an emotion that she didn't know how to describe in words suddenly arose. It was strange and strange, and it was something she had never felt before in her life.
On the way, he asked someone to change the basin of water, washed Jing's feet again, and after they were clean, he took a towel to dry her feet, and then put on her shoes himself.
After Liangchen finished this series of actions, Jinghao was still sitting on the stool blankly like a fool.
Liangchen stood up slowly, straightened out his clothes that were a little wrinkled from squatting, and then glanced at the shocked faces around him, and then he felt a little satisfied in his heart.
He didn't believe that from now on, the women who would allow him to condescend to wash their feet would dare to do anything wrong!
Just as Liangchen was about to turn around and take his coat from the director's hand, Jing Haohao was sitting on the stool. Suddenly, as if he was electrocuted, he stood up suddenly, then stretched out his hand and took his hand.
Liangchen was overjoyed, turned his head suddenly, with a bright light shining in his eyes, looked at Jing Haohao, and asked with the gentlest tenderness he had ever noticed: "How..."
Liangchen just said two words, and his hand suddenly reached out, grabbed Jing Haohao's chin, looked at her face carefully for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Who hit you?"
