Chapter 218

Han Juyou put the basin on the ground and said to Liu Muye: "Hey, wash it."

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Liu Muye looked at Han Juyou in confusion and said, "Then what?"

"What then?" Han Juyou pointed to the footbath filled with water and said, "Wash it!"

"No, you help me wash my feet, shouldn't it be..."

Liu Muye waved his hands and demonstrated to Han Juyou how to wash someone else's feet.

"Okay, okay."

Han Juyou nodded and bent down to take off Liu Muye's socks.

"Ugh~"

Liu Muye just took his feet out of the slippers, and Han Juyou pretended to be fainted by the smell and said, "Your feet are really smelly!"

Liu Muye immediately retorted: "Nonsense, my socks are new, and the sneakers were bought not long ago, and I didn't sweat much today. Even if my feet have a smell, it can't be as smelly as you pretend, okay!"

"Okay, I'm pretending." Han Juyou smiled mischievously.

After helping Liu Muye take off his socks, Han Juyou directly pressed his feet into the hot water.

"Ah!"

Liu Muye trembled all over and screamed because of the hot water.

Han Juyou asked: "Is it very hot?"

Liu Muye asked back: "Is it not hot?"

Han Juyou tested the water temperature with his hand: "It's okay, the hot water I usually use for foot bathing is hotter than this."

"People are different." Liu Muye raised his hand and said, "Go, add some cold water for me."

"What cold water? This temperature is the most comfortable to soak!" Han Juyou said, grabbing Liu Muye's two feet and pressing them directly into the water.

"Ah, ah, murder!"

Liu Muye screamed because of the burn, but Han Juyou grinned with his big teeth.

She said, "I heard that people who are afraid of hot feet have worse kidney function than ordinary people."

"Who... who said that!" Liu Muye gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, I'm not afraid of heat. This temperature is just... average for me, not hot at all!"

After Liu Muye finished speaking, he scratched his face with his hands - he seemed to want to cover up the fact that his facial expression was out of control by wiping his face with his hands.

"Hehe."

Looking at Liu Muye's expression and his stubborn words, Han Juyou showed a successful smile.

She said, "Then Master, do you think this water temperature is suitable?"

"Well!" Liu Muye gritted his teeth and squeezed out four words from his teeth, "Very suitable!"

The conversation between the two was heard by Nangong Ye who came out of the room. He looked at the two people in the living room in a daze and asked, "Is this... also part of your play?"

Liu Muye's ghost roar and the scream behind it just now scared Nangong Ye awake. He thought something had happened, and hurriedly got up and walked out of the room with crutches, and saw this scene.

"Uh..." Liu Muye covered his face and said with a bit of a laugh, "Young Master Ye, listen to my explanation!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I understand!" Nangong Ye waved his hand and said, "You continue, I didn't see anything!"

After Nangong Ye finished speaking, he ran back to the room with a cane and closed the door.

Liu Muye covered his face, feeling embarrassed.

Han Juyou was not much better. She was too embarrassed to look up and look at Nangong Ye just now.

Not long after Nangong Ye entered the room, Liu Muye received a message on his mobile phone.

Nangong Ye: "Sure, Master Ye, you let your girlfriend wash your feet on her own initiative. You are such a powerful person!"

Liu Muye: "Master Ye, it's not what you see. Actually, we made a bet in the afternoon. Han Juyou lost the bet, so he washed my feet."

Nangong Ye: "No need to explain. I understand. I understand. I won't say anything."

Liu Muye looked at the message sent by Nangong Ye, and his eyes went dark - he didn't understand anything. This guy just misunderstood.

Liu Muye has leg hair on his legs, and there are quite a lot of them. When Han Juyou washed Liu Muye's feet, he couldn't help but want to pull his leg hair.

Pinch a small handful of leg hair in the palm of your hand, and then rub it into a "small hemp rope". This feeling is very fun and very relaxing, but if you rub it too hard, it is easy to tear the leg hair.

"Hiss!"

For example, now.

"Hehe..." Han Juyou laughed twice and whispered, "Sorry~"

Liu Muye said with a bit of a laugh: "Can you wash it properly and stop pulling my leg hair?"

"Okay, okay, I know~!"

After Han Juyou helped Liu Muye wash his feet, it was his turn to serve Han Juyou.

Han Juyou poured the foot washing water into the toilet, then walked out, sat on the sofa, and said: "Okay, Mr. Liu, now you are called Xiao Liuzi, Xiao Liuzi, help me get the foot washing water."

Liu Muye said with a look of disgust: "Why does this name sound like the name of a little eunuch?"

Han Juyou supported the armrest of the sofa, supported his chin with his hand, and said with a smirk: "Yes, that's it, hehe..."

"Go to hell!"

Liu Muye rolled his eyes at Han Juyou and walked into the bathroom.

"Remember to clean the basin, I'm afraid of your athlete's foot."

"I don't have athlete's foot!" Liu Muye's dissatisfied complaints came from the bathroom.

In order to avenge what happened just now, Liu Muye turned up the temperature of the water heater to the maximum, and then filled a large basin of hot water with white smoke for Han Juyou.

Liu Muye thought to himself: "You just deliberately teased me just now, now it's my turn, hehehe!"

Han Juyou was wearing a pair of white pure cotton socks with cute cat paw patterns on both sides of the socks. They should be new socks because the bottom of the socks was very white.

In fact, Liu Muye guessed wrong. These were not new socks, but Han Juyou usually washed her socks more cleanly.

Liu Muye saw people on the Internet saying that girls' feet are not smelly but sour, but Han Juyou's feet are white and red, and they don't look like sour feet.

Liu Muye couldn't get close to smell whether Han Juyou's feet were sore, and it was naturally impossible to pick up and smell the socks that were taken off.

So, after taking off Han Juyou's socks, Liu Muye secretly smelled his fingers - well, there was indeed no sour smell.

Sure enough, what was said on the Internet was all lies!

Although he was very careful, Han Juyou still saw him secretly smelling his fingers.

Han Juyou squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Muye with a strange expression and said, "You don't have any strange habits, do you?"

"Nonsense, bullshit, I don't have it!"

"Then why are you smelling your fingers?"

"I, I heard that girls' feet are sore..."

Liu Muye was embarrassed to continue talking halfway, and his whole face was red.

Han Juyou looked at Liu Muye's silly look and couldn't help teasing him: "Then why don't you taste it and see if my feet are sore?"

Han Juyou said, lifting his feet up.

Liu Muye widened his eyes and asked, "Isn't this inappropriate?"

Han Juyou also widened his eyes and said in shock, "Do you really want to eat it?"

As she said that, she gently stepped on Liu Muye's chest with her clean little feet and continued, "You are a big pervert!"

"I'm just kidding, okay, put your feet down."

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