At that moment, Rong Shu was stunned. Her eyes widened and she stared in disbelief at the man who was still lowering his head and kissing her instep. It took a long time to come back to her senses.
"Fu Jingting, you..." She shrank her feet slightly, trying to pull her feet out of the man's hand.
But the man held her foot so tightly that she couldn't pull it out.
Moreover, the man's hands were so hot that the cold soles of her feet felt numb.
But no matter how many times the man touched the soles of her feet and how numb they were, it could not be as shocking as when the man's thin lips landed on the instep of her feet.
But at that moment, not only did the instep of her feet become hot, but her whole body felt as if she had been given an electric shock, making her sit there stiffly, unable to move.
It wasn't until after a while that the man raised his head, and she dared to move her instep boldly, her face red and bleeding, "Fu Jingting, you just..."
"What's wrong?" The man scratched the soles of her feet and looked up at her.
The soles of Rong Shu's feet were so itchy that she burst out laughing. She quickly took her feet out of the man's hands, curled up on the bed and hid them, "Why are you tickling me?"
"I couldn't help it, it was too soft, so I just wanted to scratch it." The man stood up and openly admitted that he just wanted to scratch it.
Rong Shu snorted, and then said: "Why did you kiss my instep just now? You...don't you feel dirty?"
She asked awkwardly and shyly.
The man sat down next to her, "Because I feel sorry for you, so I kissed you. As for being dirty? How could it be!"
"Why not?" Rong Shu turned around and faced him, "Many people think their feet are dirty and are not even willing to touch them with their hands, let alone their mouths. You..."
She didn't say this casually.
Anyway, feet are indeed very dirty parts for most people.
Not only does it sweat easily, it also stink easily.
Although she doesn't have any of these problems, she can't help but wonder if it tastes good when a man kisses her feet.
If so, wouldn't she be embarrassed to death?
Furthermore, if it were her to kiss a man's instep, there was no way she could do it.
As if he could see what Rong Shu was thinking, the man chuckled, "To me, you are not dirty, so why should I feel dirty? Don't think too much about it."
He flicked her forehead.
Rong Shu covered her forehead, "Even so, you better stop doing this in the future. If one day my feet are really dirty or smelly, wouldn't I be dead?"
Fu Jingting's smile grew stronger, and just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door of the lounge.
"Zhang Cheng should be here. I'll go take a look." He stood up and swallowed back what he was about to say.
Rong Shu hummed twice and waved her hand, "Go ahead, go ahead."
Fu Jingting laughed, turned around and walked towards the door.
The door opened, and it was Assistant Zhang outside the door.
Assistant Zhang saw Fu Jingting and quickly handed over the two bags in his hand, "Mr. Fu, these are the things you asked me to buy."
Fu Jingting reached out and took it, "Thank you for your hard work."
Assistant Zhang was shocked in his heart, and his tone was touched and choked, "It's not hard."
God, Mr. Fu has really changed.
In the past, not only was he considerate of his subordinate so that he would not have to stay up late waiting for him in the future, but now he would also tell his subordinate how hard it was for him.
Ah, Miss Rong, you are so great.
He was actually able to train Mr. Fu to be such a considerate and considerate good man for his subordinates.
Miss Rong, you are my idol.
Assistant Zhang kept praising Rong Shu in his heart, but his face did not change at all.
Because he knew that if Mr. Fu knew that he cared so much about Miss Rong, he might become jealous and deal with him.
Sure enough, Fu Jingting didn't know what Assistant Zhang was thinking, but when he saw Assistant Zhang being so moved, his face was full of disgust.
"Okay, you go down first." He chased them away in disgust.
There is no way, it would be strange not to dislike such a useless subordinate.
The door was closed again, and Fu Jingting returned to the bed with two bags.
Rong Shu saw him squatting down by the bed again and asked curiously, "What did you just say to Assistant Zhang? Why does it sound like Assistant Zhang is about to cry?"
Yes, she was in the room, although she didn't hear clearly what the two people said.
But Assistant Zhang's choked tone still came through.
Her doggy man wouldn't have scolded Assistant Zhang for making a grown man like him cry, right?
It's not impossible, after all, she knows how dignified her doggy man is to outsiders.
Seeing Rong Shu's twinkling eyes, Fu Jingting probably guessed what she was thinking, reached out and pinched her face, "What are you thinking about again?"
Rong Shu slapped his hand down and said disgustedly: "Fu Jingting, you just touched my feet before you washed them, and now you touch my face again. Don't you think it's disgusting?"
The man laughed angrily at her words, "What do I dislike? This is your own foot. I don't even dislike it. Why do you still dislike it?"
Rong Shu rolled her eyes at him, "Even if it's my own feet, there's no such thing as touching my feet and then touching my face."
"Okay, okay, you always make sense. Come on, don't move and I'll give you some medicine."
The man grabbed her feet and put them on his knees again, then opened a small bag and took out some trauma medicine such as cotton swabs, band-aids, disinfectant, etc.
Fu Jingting first used a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant to disinfect the bruised area, and then used a cotton swab with anti-inflammatory powder and other drugs to apply it to her.
After putting it on, Fu Jingting tore off several more band-aids and put band-aids on her ankles all around.
After taking care of this foot, Fu Jingting put Rong Shu's other foot up and did the same thing.
After the medicine was applied to both feet and the band-aids were applied, Fu Jingting opened the big bag and took out an exquisite shoe box. When he opened it, he saw a pair of high heels that were as exquisite and beautiful as Rong Shu's before.
It fell into Rong Shu's eyes.
The same silvery white, the same surrounded by crystals and diamonds, the same luxury.
The only difference is the heels of the two pairs of high heels, one is sky-high and the other is a mid-heel about five centimeters high.
The pair on Fu Jingting's hand are only five centimeters in height.
Moreover, the heel area looks relatively soft, not as hard as Rong Shu’s previous pair.
It's soft and won't chafe your feet, and it's comfortable to wear. And at such a height, it won't cause difficulty in walking. Even if you stand for a long time, you won't have sore feet or legs.
Obviously, Fu Jingting specifically asked Assistant Zhang to buy these shoes considering her current situation.
However, the height and shape of these high heels are not suitable for attending banquets.
The high heels you wear when attending a banquet are basically extremely high, because they can better match the dress.
High heels of this height are a bit reluctant to match with some dresses, especially long dresses. Wearing these will not support your temperament.
It's comfortable, it's beautiful, it's beautiful, but it's not suitable.
This kind of high heels is only suitable for one occasion, and that is weddings.
Yes, these are a pair of wedding shoes.
The unified appearance standard for wedding shoes is a heel height of about five to seven centimeters, plus a shiny appearance.
Isn't it the same as what Fu Jingting has now?
So, this is a pair of wedding shoes.
Fu Jingting actually asked Assistant Zhang to buy a pair of wedding shoes.
Does he know these are wedding shoes?
Or did he not know about it and Assistant Zhang just bought it by chance?
Rong Shu looked at Fu Jingting who was putting on her shoes and thought suspiciously.
Fu Jingting felt her gaze and raised his head, "What's wrong?"
Rong Shu smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing."