Yan Zi Tong didn't react for a moment. What did he ask.

As he looked down, he found several cuts in his right ankle, varying in length and depth.

It was cut when I was kicking the mirror.

Even his white canvas shoes were stained with blood.

Is that how she went to the coffee shop on the third floor with Qin Tianen just now?

The blood had solidified and she didn't feel any pain.

Looking at his nervous and angry expression, Yan Zi Tong just shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "it's not a big deal if you scratch it carelessly. You don't have to be so nervous."

Rong Si's eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and her eyes were like torches staring at her, as if to swallow her stomach.

Yan Zi Tong thought he would be angry, and even scolded her, but he just sighed, looking at her some helpless said, "go in, give you plaster."

"Well?" Yan Zi Tong for a while and a half can't react unexpectedly. What does he mean when he says this.

She showed a look of astonishment and confusion, and Rong Si sighed helplessly. He stretched out his hand and gently twisted the tip of her nose, and said in a low voice, "do you want to let it hang like this all the time?"

With that, he put his arms around her waist and went to his suite. He opened the door according to his fingerprints and put his arms around her.

Yan Zi Tong sitting on the sofa, he turned into the bath set, and then came out, holding a basin, basin filled with water.

He is To wash her feet?

Yan Zi Tong looks at him, and his beautiful eyes are full of wonder and amazement.

So stare big eyes, a blink does not blink of stare at him.

So he took the basin, squatted down in front of her, took her feet with his precious hands, took off her shoes, socks and put her feet into the basin.

The speech Zi pupil is so Zheng Zheng of, the head a blank of looking at his that one breath of action, how all don't believe what oneself see.

What is he doing? Do you know what you're doing?

Washing her feet, he's washing her feet?!

Yan Zitong was shocked, unbelievable and even unacceptable. She just looked at him, completely did not know how to react.

Until the feet immersed in the water, came warm warmth, and his big grasp of her feet.

Yan Zi tong can't help shivering. Instinctively, he wants to take back his feet, but he holds them tightly with his big palm.

Palm close to the soles of her feet, fingers gently rubbing her ankle bone.

A burst of numbness came from the soles of her feet. It seemed that the whole body was electrified. The electric current ran from the soles of her feet and then spread all over her body.

Can't help bending down his toes, the brain is more like being poured water in general, a blank. So silly Zheng Zheng, such as wooden chicken looking at him.

He squatted in front of her, even so, his whole body still exudes a touch of noble and superior aura, just like the emperor.

His fingers are very beautiful, not in the water, but also show a slender and elegant appearance.

Every inch of her skin seemed to be electrified, which made her shiver and ripple.

"I Do it yourself. " Yan Zi Tong came back and bent over, but he stopped him.

"Sit down!" He said deeply and profusely, his unfathomable eyes staring at her deeply, with an irresistible command.

Yan Zi pupil that just bent 30 degrees angle, when hearing his words, unexpectedly is very obedient straight back.

Then he gazed at him with dim and rippling eyes.

At the moment, the mood is very complex, can not say a feeling.

As if she was at the end of the soft clouds, the unreal feelings all over her body.

She never thought that one day, a man would squat to wash her shoes, and the man was still reckless.

He is so proud and precious a person, but wash her feet?

Yan Zi Tong thinks that it must be her dream. Otherwise, it is totally impossible.

Twist your right hand to your thigh.

The pain came.

"Does it hurt?" He raised his eyes, deep eyes like the sea, looking directly at her, and asked slowly.

"Ah?" Yan Zi Tong looks at him with a face full of amazement, then shakes his head, "it doesn't hurt, it's just a small injury."

She thought he was asking about a scratch on her foot. For her, it didn't hurt. The pain on the skin, where and the pain on the soul?

What's more, it's just a little scratch.

For her, Yan Yuewen's attitude towards her is the most painful.

Of course, now it's over the pain period, completely numb. The most painful thing is that three years ago, she couldn't believe that her father would give her medicine to a man's bed for his so-called interests.It took her a full month to accept, digest and accept this fact.

Fortunately, there is a Yang Yanhe beside her, a Yang Lihe who is not a kind person but is better than his relatives.

Rong Si put her feet on her legs, took a towel and wiped the water stains for her. He glanced at her and said, "if it doesn't hurt, you can twist it a little heavier."

“……”

Yan Zi Tong was speechless for a moment. He also understood that the "pain" he just asked was not the injury on her foot, but the action of twisting her thigh.

The expression on the face of a little embarrassed, toward him dry chat up a smile, but in exchange for his cool white eyes.

Put her wounded foot on her leg and carefully dry it with a towel.

Then he sat down on the sofa, grabbed her injured leg and put it on his leg. He took another ointment and rubbed it gently for her.

The cool feeling came from his feet, and there was a burning temperature in every part of his finger.

Yan Zi Tong looked at his feet, eyes locked on his fingers, eyes confused, there is a trace of dense.

"Rong Si." She called his name softly, and her eyes moved from his fingertips to his face.

"He said He didn't lift his eyes, and continued to rub the medicine for her, but he said a very concise word like pardoning the world.

She is beautiful, looking forward to him, the tip of the tongue inadvertently light depiction of his lips, as if to make a big decision, the general positive color asked, "why do you want to be so good to me?"

The movement of his fingertips pauses a little and raises his eyes, opposite her four eyes.

Between eyes, an electric current spreads between two people.

Burning eyes, not a moment of coagulation with him, thin lips gently open, long and slow said: "then you think I should be good to who?"