Zhao Dong lifted the quilt and held the soles of her feet in his hands.
Sophie's skin is very good, especially the soles of her feet, which are flawless.
At close range, the skin is almost transparent, and even the cyan blood vessels are vaguely visible.
The ankle is red and swollen.
The moment Zhao Dong pressed it, she frowned a little.
He carefully stopped his hand and tested the strength bit by bit, "Does it hurt?"
Sophie bit her lip, "It's a little sour."
Zhao Dong smiled bitterly and started to massage with appropriate strength.
The skin is smooth and feels great, without any evil thoughts.
The next moment, he thought, "How about... I get a basin of hot water and help you soak it?"
Sophie lay on the bed, her face slightly red, "I don't want to move..."
Zhao Dong stood up, "You don't need to move, I'll do it."
Seeing him busy, Sophie felt happy to the core, but she teased, "Zhao Dong, you are a grown man, don't you think it's embarrassing to wash your wife's feet?"
Zhao Dong held the basin and slowly put it down, "I love my wife, what is there to be ashamed of?"
"Come!"
Sophie raised her calves and let Zhao Dong roll up his trousers little by little, revealing a slender ankle.
Zhao Dong also stuck his hand in and tested the water temperature.
The next moment, he slowly entered the water with the soles of his feet.
Sophie was startled and quickly pressed Zhao Dong's shoulders, "Zhao Dong, what are you doing?"
Zhao Dong said matter-of-factly: "I'll wash your feet!"
Sophie's face turned red and she said, "I can wash it myself."
Zhao Dong rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll wash it for you today."
Sophie shook her head, "No!"
Zhao Dong asked funnyly, "What's wrong?"
Sophie said like a mosquito, "It stinks..."
Zhao Dong glared, "Nonsense, it tastes good!"
Sophie smiled and slowly put her feet over.
It was an experience she had never had before, the mist was rising, and even her heartbeat was speeding up.
Zhao Dong lowered his head and kneaded it gently while asking: "By the way, has Aunt Mei always lived in the Su family?"
"What is her relationship with her uncle?"
"Did she also have the same temper when she was young?"
For some reason, Zhao Dong suddenly became interested when he remembered the conversation on the balcony just now.
Sophie thought for a while, "I don't know, anyway, she has been at Su's house since I can remember."
"But I've been afraid of her since I was a child."
"As for my relationship with dad, I can't tell..."
As she said that, she said suspiciously: "Zhao Dong, why do you ask this so politely?"
"Did she make things difficult for you again?"
Zhao Dong explained, "No, I'm just curious."
Sophie didn't believe it, "Is it that simple?"
Zhao Dong smiled bitterly, "It's that simple."
After washing his feet, Zhao Dong went to pour the foot washing water.
When she came back, Sophie had wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
Zhao Dong was funny, "You don't even change your clothes?"
Sophie rolled her eyes, "I want to change, but I'm afraid you might cause trouble!"
Zhao Dong was speechless, "Go ahead, I won't peek."
Sophie jumped out of bed, held his ear and said: "You said so! If you dare to peek, be careful I will beat your muscles and skin you!"
Zhao Dong smiled, suddenly enjoying the current state of the two of them.
But I don’t know why, but I always have some unclear worries in my heart!
Especially tonight, will Elena take revenge?
In front of Sophie just now, he had been holding back from asking any questions.
Who told Sophie about his drunkenness tonight?
A figure appeared out of thin air in my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it, and I couldn't get rid of it!