"Ye Zijun, how could you do this?" After Fengying left, Liu Qinghuan closed the door and started to get angry.

Ye Heng's heart shuddered.

Whenever Qinghuan called him by his surname, it was either a coquettish pout or anger.

Now it is obviously not the first one.

"I...see you're angry."

"I was just joking. Why are you making such a fuss? If I don't like someone, can you just go and see their head?"

"become."

Ye Heng really never disappoints anyone, especially Liu Qinghuan.

"I guess I made the wrong analogy." This guy has killed countless people, and he is not exaggerating.

"Don't be angry." Ye Heng moved in front of Liu Qinghuan, his face expressionless but his eyes full of flattery.

"You need to learn to be more tolerant."

"Um."

"They are your personal guards, very close to you. You should be nice to them."

"Um."

"Could you please not say huh?"

"Hmm...Okay."

"You and Fengying and the others knew each other when you were little?"

"After I was born, my father went to look for the baby and brought him back under the guidance of his personal guards. We kind of grew up together."

"It's a good thing."

"Why are you asking that?"

"It's okay, it's just that they are all young, which doesn't make sense." Generally speaking, the four guards should be older than Ye Heng.

"Maybe you look old."

Ye Heng: “?”

"You think I'm old?"

"No, it's not. You are more mature." Liu Qinghuan saw that Ye Heng's eyes changed, staring at her as if he wanted to eat her.

"That's not what Qinghuan said just now." Ye Heng pressed the person down on the bed.

Finally found an excuse.

Now you can stick with Qinghuan.

"Wait wait wait! Did Yutang prepare the medicine? The one for foot soaking?"

Ye Heng remembered and stood up from the bed: "I almost forgot, I'll go get you some water."

This is a big deal and cannot be delayed because of momentary pleasure.

Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and soon she saw that the wooden basin Ye Heng brought in was not the one she usually used.

"This is too big."

"Can I also take advantage of Qinghuan's presence today?" Ye Heng's intention was very clear, and his face was full of anticipation.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was filled with a thousand (grass mud) horses galloping: "Ye Zijun, you are pushing your luck."

"Yes." Ye Heng admitted it frankly, threw a medicine bag prepared by Yutang into the water, and reached out to take off Liu Qinghuan's shoes and socks.

"you……"

Why are the movements so smooth?

"The water is still hot and the medicine packet hasn't melted yet. Let's soak it again later."

"Then you don't have to keep covering my feet."

"I'm worried your feet might be cold."

"Then why did you take off my shoes?"

"If your shoes were useful, your feet wouldn't be cold."

“…”

What he said made a lot of sense, and Liu Qinghuan didn't know how to refute it.

In the end, all of Ye Heng's plans came to fruition. He twisted and turned Liu Qinghuan's little feet, and finally stuffed all four feet into the big wooden basin.

"Very white."

Ye Heng looked at the pair of small feet stepping on his feet and couldn't stop looking at them.

"You have a fetish, brother."

Liu Qinghuan looked at Ye Heng's perverted face and really wanted to take her foot back.

But this foot washing water with added medicinal herbs did seem to be a little different, and she felt sorry for the medicine prescribed by a miracle doctor like Yutang... She had to bear it!

"It's a fetish so to speak." Ye Heng didn't think there was anything wrong with liking his wife. He not only liked her feet, but also her legs, her waist, and every hair on Liu Qinghuan's fingers. He liked them all.

"hehe."