Her toes were cold and she could no longer feel anything…
Nangong Shaodi frowned and held the part of her toes with his fingers as if he was holding ice.
"Why is it so cold?"
"It's like this in winter..." Xia Qianchen twitched his feet unccustomedly, "It's okay, just put it in hot water and burn it."
"You want to have frostbite?" He took off her socks and rubbed her toes in his palm.
If the blood is not circulated, it will be put into hot water. It will be cold and hot. If it is too many times, it will easily lead to frostbite.
Xia Qianchen smiled softly and said, "So you still know such common sense. I think you have never seen frostbite what it is."
“See.”
“Where have you seen it?”
Nangong Shaodi didn't say anything, as if he had touched his heart.
He was slowing down for a while before saying, "My mother."
Xia Qianchen was surprised. In his imagination, Nangong Shaodi's mother should be a real queen-level figure.
However, when I think of that clock, those old things are not very expensive...
Another thought, maybe Nangong Shaodi's mother is like her, and she is also a woman who does not pay attention to fame, wealth and material things.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm wondering what kind of woman your mother would be?" Xia Qianchen said, "You have never told me about her."
Nangong Shaodi was silent again, rubbed her feet and put them into the water.
"Is it hot?"
"Not hot, just right."
Xia Qianchen looked at his expression carefully. He seemed unwilling to talk about her mother, at least he would never take the initiative to mention it in front of her.
"Did I ask the wrong thing? I mentioned your sad things?"
"No."
"If you don't like talking, I won't ask again in the future." Xia Qianchen said with a smile, "No need to rub it, I'll wash it myself. It always makes me feel strange if you wash it like this."
"How strange?"
"Because you shouldn't be the one who squats in front of me to wash my feet..."
Nangong Yangmei ignored her and continued to wash her. He seemed to be interested in her feet, and he began to observe as he washed her.
Xia Qianchen's feet are more sensitive, and he feels itchy when he touches them and wants to shrink.
He grabbed her tightly: "Don't move."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm watching, what it looks like now."
"so what?"
"Let it be like this in the future," he said. "I hope your hands can be like this."
Xia Qianchen's heart trembled suddenly, and she understood what he meant.
Her feet are the whitest and tenderest parts of her body. She has known since she was a child that she has a very beautiful pair of feet. Of course, her legs are also quite beautiful.
Xia Qianchen spread his hands and looked at it. Fortunately, it was not ugly, but his hands were full of traces of hard work.
Of course, Nangong Shaodi did not dislike her hands, but felt sorry for every trace of hard work on her hands...
How distressed and regretful he felt, and wished that there was a time machine in the world, he would go back to help her every time she was injured, especially every time he hurt her, and punch herself.
Xia Qianchen's feet were examined until the water began to cool down.
"Don't be busy looking at my feet, you can wash them together." Xia Qianchen pulled his sleeves.
Nangong Shaodi finally got up, added some hot water, and sat side by side on the bed with her to wash together.
His feet were so big that he took down two big feet and immediately took up most of the water basin.
Xia Qianchen had almost washed it and rubbed it against his instep: "Do you want me to wash it for you?"
"You dare to try it."
"What's wrong?"
Nangong Shaodi suddenly hugged her, put his lips in her ear and said something.
It was Xia Qianchen's deaf ear, and she didn't hear it clearly: "I can't hear what you said."
He asked in a low voice: "I'm a bastard."
"Why did you say that suddenly?" Xia Qianchen didn't react for a moment.
"I'm not a bastard enough for me to do anything to you?"
"Don't feel it."
"Tell the truth." He stared at her.
What happened to him today? Did he go to church and be baptized by God, so he learned to review and blame himself?
"Well, I used to think you were a bastard, I thought you were very annoying..." Xia Qianchen laughed, "A man like this, I used to curse you every day and you would not be happy. Am I also very
bad?"
"Not count."
"I shot you one shot, almost letting you die, I still..." When talking about the child, Xia Qianchen choked up, "I have also been bad to you, and they are each other."
Nangong Shaodi suddenly picked up his cell phone, adjusted the camera, and spread Xia Qianchen's hand.
He first slapped a few pictures at Xia Qianchen's palm, suddenly unbuttoned her buttons, pulled down her clothes, and patted her shoulders a few pictures...
"What are you doing?"
"evidence."
Xia Qianchen saw a faint scar on her shoulder, she had been pierced by a branch here.
The clothes on his body were dragged by him and they were quickly taken off.
Nangong Shaodi carried her body on her arms and knees...
She had suffered many injuries of all sizes in Nangong Shaodi before. The minor injuries had been healed, and the major injuries would always leave a little mark. After all, only half a year has passed.
"What do you want to write down these things?"
“Reminder and spur.”
He leaned over and bit her ear and said something. He often whispered to her like this, but her ears missed a lot because they couldn't hear it.
Her ears were not looking for an opportunity to go to the hospital. The doctor said that half of her ears were deaf and there was no possibility of treatment. How much did she hate him at that time?
Her desperate self-esteem made her never say it out for him to know. What she didn't want to get was not mercy, but ridicule and ridicule.
But now she knew that he loved her so much, but she didn't dare to say that, and she couldn't bear to let her go, for fear that he would feel even more heartbroken...
"It's so cold, let's take a break early and go to bed!" Xia Qianchen said with a smile, "We are married today. Is tonight our wedding night? So don't mention any sad topics."
Nangong Shaodi nodded his jaw, wiped her feet with a towel, and took a quilt to wrap her body.
The hard quilt was cold, and Xia Qianchen gasped for air conditioning.
Nangong Shaodi frowned and said, "It's very cold?"
"Fortunately, this quilt is warm slowly..." Not all quilts are thick and warm big blankets like in the villa.
Nangong Shaodi took off all his clothes and quickly got into the quilt, replacing the quilt and covering her body, which was warmer than the blanket in the villa!