"What are you checking on me?" Shen Jiaqi frowned slightly, then seemed to think of something, a rare angry look appeared on his face, "You, don't push yourself too far!"
Wang Donglai ignored her threat, came to Shen Jiaqi, and glanced at her slightly red and swollen ankle.
"Injured? Let me check." After saying that, he sat on Shen Jiaqi's bed without any explanation, gently lifted her slender right leg onto his thigh, and then touched Shen Jiaqi's red and swollen ankle with his hand.
Frowning slightly, he said with a worried look, "The injury is a bit serious."
"You..." When Wang Donglai just lifted Shen Jiaqi's thigh, she seemed a little surprised and panicked, but after seeing clearly what the man in front of her would do next, she felt relieved.
"Do you have safflower oil here?" Wang Donglai raised his head and asked.
Although Shen Jiaqi's white and tender feet were on his lap, Wang Donglai did not take advantage of her. Instead, he had a serious expression and worried eyes.
"Yes, it's in the drawer over there." Shen Jiaqi looked at Wang Donglai and said calmly.
Under Shen Jiaqi's guidance, Wang Donglai found safflower oil, sat on the bed again, dropped safflower oil on Shen Jiaqi's small ankles, and then gently touched and rubbed it with his palms.
The movement was very cautious, as if what was in front of him was not Shen Jiaqi's little foot, but a piece of fine jade. He was afraid that he would damage the piece of jade if he used too much force.
"Hiss—" When Wang Donglai's hand touched Shen Jiaqi's slightly red and swollen ankle, she couldn't help but frown.
"It hurts?" Wang Donglai asked softly.
Shen Jiaqi just glanced at Wang Donglai and said nothing.
"It will be better after I pat the congestion away," Wang Donglai said.
Shen Jiaqi's feet are very delicate. The size is estimated to be around size 36. There are no obvious meridians on the feet. They look very fair and smooth to the touch. Coupled with the smear of safflower oil, Wang Donglai kneaded them gently.
The entire foot began to heat up, and the color gradually changed from white to reddish, which looked very good-looking.
In ancient times, there was the bad habit of binding feet, also called footbinding, which was to wrap a woman's feet with cloth and turn them into small and pointed "three-inch golden lotus". It was hailed as a manifestation of women's beauty, and was also
It is considered to be the second "sexual" organ of a woman, and generally men cannot touch it or look at it.
Although today, the bad habit of foot binding has been completely corrected, it still cannot change women's sensitivity to their feet.
At this moment, Wang Donglai held his right foot in his hand and kneaded it gently, which made Shen Jiaqi, who was already relatively sensitive, gradually feel a little weird somewhere in her body.
She wanted to stop her with words, but she enjoyed this strange feeling in her heart. In addition, the eyes of the man in front of her were full of sincerity and there was nothing obscene about them, so Shen Jiaqi opened her mouth and finally chose to remain silent.
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"He didn't mean to take advantage of me, right? Or maybe the sincere expression on his face was just fake? After his massage, the pain was indeed relieved a lot, but why did he feel a little itchy? Something was wrong if it continued like this.
, do you want him to stop?" Shen Jiaqi frowned, her thoughts constantly changing.
"That's all, he will stop naturally when it's time to stop." Shen Jiaqi comforted herself.
Ten minutes later, Wang Donglai used both hands to help Shen Jiaqi move her ankles, then wiped a trace of sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Okay."
Shen Jiaqi tried to move her sprained right foot. As the man in front of her said, it really didn't hurt much anymore.
"Thank you." Shen Jiaqi said, her bad impression of Wang Donglai weakening slightly.
"Really thank you or are you just talking about it?" Wang Donglai asked with a smile.
"Well..." Shen Jiaqi thought for a while, "Thank you very much."
"There's no need to thank you. How about you pledge yourself to me?" Wang Donglai said with a playful smile on his face.
Shen Jiaqi frowned slightly and thought: I thought your expression was quite sincere just now, but it seems I'm overthinking it.
"Okay, I'm a little tired. You can go out first." Shen Jiaqi gave the eviction order.
Wang Donglai shrugged and retreated.
After Wang Donglai left, Shen Jiaqi felt a slight urge to urinate, so she walked to the bathroom. At the same time, she felt a little confused: Didn't she just take a shower?
Outside the room, Wang Donglai raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "Shen Jiaqi must have had feelings just now, but when it comes to women, you can't be too hasty."
After checking inside and outside the villa, nothing suspicious was found. Wang Donglai breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the cabin.
At this moment, Ruohan was lying on the bed with her legs crossed. Wang Dong looked at her and felt a little headache.
"The police's search for you outside has weakened. How long do you plan to stay?" Wang Donglai asked.
"Let me stay for a few more days. Don't worry, I won't stay here and leave." Ruohan said.
After inspecting the villa, Wang Donglai was relatively less wary of the woman in front of him, so he gave a deadline.
"You will be allowed to stay for three more days at most. You must leave once those three days are up."
"Okay." Ruohan had a disappointed expression on his face, but he had another thought in his mind: Three days? The injury should be almost healed by then.
Thinking of this, Ruohan covered his chest with his hands instead of his buttocks, which was really strange.
Early the next morning, after Wang Donglai came to school, he met Tang Qiaoqiao very unexpectedly.
"Good morning, teacher." Shen Jiaxue, Wang Yiyi and Chu Xiaoxiao said to Tang Qiaoqiao.
"It's early for you. By the way, the monthly exam is today. Did you study well at home last night?"
"Yes." Shen Jiaxue and Wang Yiyi said. Because Chu Xiaoxiao was a senior in high school and not a student of Tang Qiaoqiao, she didn't speak, and Wang Donglai naturally couldn't answer either.
"What about you?" Tang Qiaoqiao didn't want to ask Wang Donglai at first, but seeing that he wasn't paying attention to the topic he was talking about and had another self-righteous expression on his face, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and this time it was Yue.
Tang Qiaoqiao naturally attaches great importance to the exam, which is unified for the whole school.
Wang Donglai pretended not to hear as usual.
"Hey, the teacher is talking to you!" Shen Jiaxue reminded Wang Donglai by kicking him.
"No review." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Wang Donglai had no choice but to answer helplessly.
This scene made Tang Qiaoqiao feel a little unhappy, because even a fool could see that the student deliberately ignored him, but as soon as Shen Jiaxue spoke to him, he immediately answered.
Tang Qiaoqiao naturally felt a little uncomfortable when she was also a woman and was treated so differently by her own students.
"What's the difference between me and Shen Jiaxue? Why don't you want to talk to me?" With these words, Tang Qiaoqiao could only complain in her heart.
"Why don't you review? Is there something difficult that you don't know? You can ask the teacher for help." Tang Qiaoqiao asked patiently with a professional smile that a teacher should have on his face.
Wang Donglai still didn't answer. He didn't want to have too much interaction with Tang Qiaoqiao, otherwise Tang Qiaoqiao would definitely discipline him as a teacher. He didn't want to be supervised by a female teacher during the mission.
"Hey, the teacher is talking to you, answer quickly." It was Shen Jiaxue who was still reminding from the side.
After that, Wang Donglai's answer was a bit outrageous. He was simply a role model among rebellious and bad students.
"There's no reason, I just don't want to review, that's all."