Chapter 30 Do Your Aunt’s Feet Feel Comfortable?

Chu Fang, who had just changed her clothes, suddenly heard a sound of soul resonance coming from outside the door, which seemed to be the release of a certain emotion. She was immediately frightened and hurriedly rushed out the door. Only to see her best friend steadily. Sit there.

"What's going on? What happened just now?" He quickly came to Zheng Yanru's side and looked at her carefully. Only then did he notice that his best friend's face was so red that it even reached her neck and ears.

"Nothing, nothing."

"I accidentally stubbed my toe just now, so I screamed in pain." The pretty rich woman turned her face subconsciously, not daring to look at her best friend, and murmured softly: "Sister, I made you worry, I... I'm nothing serious hinder."

Little bad guy! Little bad guy!

I was already struggling so hard, but he still held on and even picked at my palms. He was getting worse and worse, and he was getting more and more naughty.

Zheng Yanru's heart was full of resentment towards someone, and at the same time there was an inexplicable emotion fermenting. It had to be said that the moment he grabbed her hand, there seemed to be a mysterious power that hit her deep inside, especially When I lightly pick my palms, I get that numb, itchy feeling, like millions of ants crawling all over my body.

"Ouch."

"You are too careless."

Chu Fang breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at her son who was as if nothing had happened, and said angrily: "Seeing your aunt in such pain, don't you know how to get her a bottle of safflower oil? Why are you sitting there stupidly, not smart at all? "

Yu Xiaocheng's face was full of embarrassment. He glanced at the pretty rich woman next to him and found that she was glaring at him fiercely. He quickly stood up and asked, "Aunt Zheng, where is the medicine box?"

"No."

"It doesn't hurt much anymore."

The pretty rich woman stared at him with burning eyes, and there was a trace of hatred in her soft words.

"How can that be done?"

"It will be troublesome if you hurt your muscles and bones."

"I'd better go get the medicine box."

After Chu Fang finished speaking, she walked towards a certain room, and Yu Xiaocheng and Zheng Yanru were left in the living room again.

In the quiet and silent atmosphere, the two of them sat side by side. Yu Xiaocheng secretly looked at the pretty rich woman beside him, but their eyes happened to bump into each other. The next second, Yu Xiaocheng moved his eyes away.

"You little rascal!"

The pretty and wealthy woman bit her lip and said angrily: "She's getting more and more presumptuous!"

"How did I know you were so intolerant of itching?"

Yu Xiaocheng shrank his head, and said with a smile despite the embarrassment: "Naka ​​come back?"

"Add your head!"

The pretty rich woman rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "It depends on your performance. If you perform well, you will be added back. If you perform poorly, you will never think about it again in this life!"

As soon as the words fell,

Chu Fang came back with the medicine box, sat next to her best friend, and took out a bottle of safflower oil from the box.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Yu Xiaocheng, who has quick eyes and quick hands, took the safflower oil from his mother's hand and reached out to help her take off the slipper on her left foot. A white and flawless jade foot was exposed. The pretty rich woman's beautiful feet were petite and exquisite, and her toes were as delicate as pearls. , people can’t help but want to hold it in their hands and play with it carefully.

When Yu Xiaocheng's fingers came into contact with the rich woman's toes, stroking and pinching them continuously, the warmth from the fingers mixed with the coolness of the safflower oil, and an indescribable feeling swept through the whole body.

Feelings of shame kept pouring out from the bottom of my heart, but the words to stop me were stuck in my throat. I wanted to say it but couldn't, especially when my best friend was sitting next to me. This best friend was also the mother of the little man who touched my toes!

"Be gentle! Be gentle!"

"Be careful to hurt your aunt." Chu Fang frowned and warned her son seriously.

"oh"

Yu Xiaocheng responded.

Then he applied some safflower oil to his fingers, gently kneaded the delicate jade toes, and touched the gaps between the toes from time to time with his fingertips.

uh-huh

The pretty and wealthy woman squeezed her thigh, trying to use pain to dispel the inexplicable feeling all over her body, but it had no effect at all. The touch from her toes was like a powerful electric current rushing into her body in the blink of an eye. It involves every corner of the body.

"Okay, okay."

"Stop applying safflower oil."

Zheng Yanru tried her best to stay awake and avoid being noticed by her girlfriends. She whispered softly: "Xiaocheng. Thank you."

"fine."

"This is what I should do."

Yu Xiaocheng raised his head and smiled at her, with a bit of mischief and bad intentions in his smile, and then asked: "Aunt Zheng? Is the service quality okay? One to five points. How about a score?"

The pretty rich woman suddenly froze and glanced at the little villain next to her. She felt angry, anxious and helpless in her heart. It was obvious that this was a conspiracy. If she gave him five points, it meant that WeChat could be added back. If If he doesn't give him a five-point rating, his mother will sit on the edge, and then my best friend's face will be a little embarrassed.

"Auntie will definitely give you five points."

The pretty rich woman pursed her lips and smiled at him, with a fierce light in her eyes.

"Your praise is the motivation for me to move forward. I will continue to work hard in the future."

Before Xiaocheng could finish speaking, his mother gently tapped him on the back of his head and took the bottle of safflower oil from his hand.

"Don't play tricks."

"Clear the dining table and then send your aunt to the company." Chu Fang said angrily.

"oh"

Yu Xiaocheng cleared the table and washed the bowls.

When he came out of the kitchen, the pretty and wealthy woman had already put on high heels and was waiting for him at the door.

"sister"

"I'm going to work."

"Close the doors and windows for me before you leave." Zheng Yanru warned.

"Do not worry."

Chu Fang nodded and looked at her own son: "Cheng Cheng. Drive slowly and pay attention to safety on the road."

"Know."

Yu Xiaocheng put on his shoes and went out with the pretty rich woman.

The two of them walked all the way to the underground parking lot, remaining silent to each other.

Yu Xiaocheng opened the back door for the rich woman, but Zheng Yanru turned a blind eye to it, silently walked to the passenger seat and opened the door herself.

Alas, woman!

Yu Xiaocheng flattened his lips, returned to the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and said softly: "Fasten your seat belt, let's go."

"Wait a moment."

Zheng Yanru suddenly spoke.

Yu Xiaocheng turned his head and looked at her doubtfully.

The pretty and mature woman leaned over, raised her hand and stretched out a green jade finger, tapped his forehead gently, and said angrily: "If you dare to act like this again in the future, I will really be angry!"

This time Yu Xiaocheng didn't bite his tongue, but just smiled innocently.

When the vehicle drove out of the community and entered the main road, the atmosphere returned to the same silence as before.

The pretty rich woman tilted her head and looked at the passers-by on the roadside, but her mind was in chaos. She didn't know why. The feeling of having his toes rubbed still lingered in her heart.

She glanced at him secretly from the corner of her eye, looking at the little man driving. Suddenly her brain twitched and she asked softly:

"little rascal"

"Are your feet comfortable to the touch?"