Chapter 82 Chasing Wife and Washing Feet
Foot washing
When Qingshu heard the word "wash feet", he was stunned for a moment. After that, his scalp began to feel numb, followed by the soles of his feet, and then his whole body felt sore.
"No, no need to wash your feet..."
Although he knew that the word "washing feet" from Xia Ji's mouth had no ambiguity at all, Xia Qingshu just thought of it in the wrong way.
His face turned red and he glanced at Chen Zhiyu.
Chen Zhiyu stood there without moving, his expression calm, his brows slightly wrinkled, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Xia Ji ordered solemnly, "Zhiyu, go downstairs and get a bucket, fill it with water and bring it up."
Feeling Xia Qingshu's gaze, Chen Zhiyu slightly turned his head and looked over.
His eyes were deep, like a pool of black water, with no end in sight.
The complex look reveals no emotion.
But Xia Qingshu seemed to see the undercurrent hidden beneath those seemingly calm eyes.
Xia Ji sneered in his heart, he was so reluctant to wash his feet, and yet he had the audacity to say that he wanted to be a son-in-law.
"Zhiyu, didn't you hear what my second brother said?"
Chen Zhiyu finally came back to his senses, "I heard it, second brother."
Xia Ji choked coldly, "You heard it but you still don't go? Are you deaf?"
Chen Zhiyu lowered his head, his shoulders trembling a little, "Okay, second brother, I'll go right away."
Having said that, he turned and left.
The way he walked seemed a little dazed, and his back looked very desolate, with the loneliness of being bullied.
Looking at Chen Zhiyu's back as he walked down the stairs, Xia Ji thought, this is just the beginning of your suffering.
Xia Qingshu looked at Chen Zhiyu's back with a complicated expression.
Xia Ji thought he was soft-hearted and advised, "Qingshu, don't be like this. You have to kill his spirit at the beginning, so that he won't rely on his wealth and power to lose his sense of status."
Xia Qingshu sighed: Brother, you are pushing your younger brother into the abyss.
He now understood Chen Zhiyu and knew that he was not embarrassed, but had a physiological reaction because he was too excited.
In order to hide his excitement, he pretended to be lonely.
He is so lonely!
With such great acting skills, why don’t you pursue your dream in the entertainment industry? !
It’s unknown what Xia Ji’s order touched Chen Zhiyu’s nerves, and Chen Zhiyu might have been setting off fireworks in his mind.
Xia Qingshu: "Brother, is there any other way? Do I have to wash my feet?"
Xia Ji opened the book and placed it in front of Qing Shu. "Look, it says in the book that massage can promote blood circulation and help you sleep better at night."
"Qingshu, listen to your brother, there will be no problem." Xia Ji closed the book and taught, "Qingshu, Chen Zhiyu is usually arrogant and domineering. Don't be fooled by his bright appearance. In fact, his family is very unhappy. He loved to run to our house when he was a child. He envied our lively and united family. I think he is using the guise of a live-in son-in-law just to enjoy the good life and feel the warmth of a happy family. We must not let him succeed."
"We suppressed him at the beginning to let him know that people in our Xia family are not easy to mess with. Then he will not bully you at will in the future."
"Men are like this. They are most likely to push their limits. If we make him suffer a little at the beginning, he will know that our Xia family is not easy to mess with."
Xia Qingshu: “…”
"Don't show your distress when he comes back with water later, okay?"
Xia Qingshu: "... Got it, second brother."
After a while, Chen Zhiyu came back with a wooden bucket full of hot water.
Xia Ji glanced at him and pointed casually, "Take the bucket to the chair and plug in the wire."
Chen Zhiyu nodded and did as he was told.
This is a wooden barrel specially used for washing feet. When plugged into electricity, it can heat the water and create the appropriate water flow to massage the feet.
But Xia Ji's purpose was obviously not that simple. He continued to instruct, "Wipe your hands dry, come over and learn, and massage Qingshu according to the requirements of the Pregnant Man's Guide."
Chen Zhiyu walked over and picked up the book.
The "Guide for Pregnant Men" explains in detail that proper massage can relieve edema caused by poor blood circulation in pregnant men, promote the relationship between husband and wife, and relieve the anxiety of pregnant men.
The massage technique should not be too heavy, and should be based on the pregnant man's feelings.
The book lists several xue positions and briefly explains how to massage them. It seems simple and easy to operate.
After watching for five minutes, Chen Zhiyu said he had learned it.
Xia Ji took the book and brought a chair to sit next to the wooden barrel.
Xia Qingshu tried to ask, "Second brother, I heard you are very busy recently."
He also heard from Chen Qixi that Xia Ji would shift the focus of his work to the north and would be stationed there permanently in the future. I have been dealing with company matters during this period.
Xia Ji nodded, "Yeah, I'm a little busy. We will have less and less time to meet in the future."
Xia Qingshu: "Then go and get busy." No need to stay here.
"It's okay. I'm almost done with my work." Xia Ji glanced at Chen Zhiyu, "You're the one I'm most worried about."
Chen Zhiyu was testing the water temperature and said, "Second brother, you can rest assured to leave Qingshu to me. I will never let you down."
Xia Ji couldn't stand him no matter what, and sneered, "You're so smooth-talking."
He looked at Qingshu again, who was sitting there obediently, looking adorable and innocent. He seemed simple and transparent. If he didn't have his family's support, he would definitely be bullied to death by Chen Zhiyu.
The more Xia Ji thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He urged, "Chen Zhiyu, hurry up."
After saying that, he put the book down and stared closely at Chen Zhiyu washing Xia Qingshu's feet.
If Xia Ji hadn't seen Chen Zhiyu washing Xia Qingshu's feet today, he would definitely not leave.
Xia Qingshu stood up resignedly and sat in front of the wooden barrel.
He was about to take off his slippers when Xia Ji stopped him.
Xia Ji: "Qingshu, don't move. Let Chen Zhiyu come."
Chen Zhiyu didn't understand what Xia Ji meant and just squatted there without moving.
Xia Ji: "Help Qingshu take off his shoes and socks."
"Okay, brother."
Chen Zhiyu leaned forward half of his body and held Xia Qingshu's ankle.
Xia Qingshu felt as if the place where he was held was burning, and a tingling sensation spread along his ankles all the way up.
The calf, which was originally normal, suddenly became unable to move.
It was as if an important acupoint was being controlled and the whole body began to feel sore and weak.
After pregnancy, my body becomes sensitive and I can’t be touched anywhere.
Xia Qingshu leaned back and retracted his legs a little bit, but was immediately captured again. "Brother Zhiyu, there is a small stool over there. You can go get it and sit on it."
Xia Ji thought, Qingshu was still too soft-hearted. How could she train her husband with such an attitude?
However, the Xia family is not a bad group of people. Although they do want to suppress Chen Zhiyu, they will not be too harsh on him.
Washing feet may seem a bit insulting, but it can also promote their relationship as a couple, otherwise Xia Ji would not insist on it so much.
Chen Zhiyu grabbed the slender ankle and didn't want to let go.
Thanks to Brother Xia Ji for giving him this opportunity. If it weren't for Xia Ji, he didn't know how long it would take to coax Qingshu into letting him wash his feet.
It’s just squatting. He can squat for the rest of his life just to wash Qingshu’s feet.
But he couldn't let down other people's kindness, so Chen Zhiyu reluctantly let go of his ankle and brought a small stool from the balcony.
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Xia Qingshu wore a pair of white cotton socks. The socks were of moderate thickness and some elasticity, which perfectly showed off the shape of his feet.
Compared to his thin body, Xia Qingshu's feet are almost like those of a little fat man.
His instep is a bit thick, his big toe is short and fat, and his nails are white and round, feeling cool and smooth when pinched.
Chen Zhiyu suddenly discovered that Qingshu's feet also had a fragrance.
Different from the smell on the body, the feet have a stronger smell of milk, and there is a hint of sweetness hidden in the rich milk smell.
The snow-white feet look like a White Rabbit-flavored marshmallow.
Take a light bite and the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth.
Chen Zhiyu pinched his snow-white feet and was absent-minded for a moment.
Xia Ji thought he was being lazy and urged him, "Put Qingshu's feet in the water quickly, or they will get cold."
"Oh." Chen Zhiyu tested the water temperature with his hand before putting Qingshu's feet in.
The wooden barrel is dark brown, and the snow-white little feet step on the bottom, like a piece of jade that has sunk to the bottom of the lake, emitting a bright white luster.
It illuminates the entire dark pool and tilts it to the ground.
Warm water rose from the bottom of the barrel, with fine waves, flowing over the back of the foot and splashing on the thin calf bones...
All the seemingly ordinary scenes occupied Chen Zhiyu's eyes and filled his heart like a magnificent beauty.
Chen Zhiyu sat on a small stool. He was shorter than Xia Qingshu and had to tilt his head back to see Xia Qingshu's eyes.
Xia Qingshu occupied the high ground, but he did not feel condescending at all.
He tilted his head, not daring to meet Chen Zhiyu's gaze, as if if his gaze was caught, his innermost thoughts would be discovered nakedly by the other party.
He is very ticklish, especially on his thighs, and he won't let anyone touch them.
The toes were kneaded, but it was still within the tolerable range.
But when the other party slowly pinched his feet, ankles, and calves... Xia Qingshu felt as if his vital points were being pressed, and he was completely dependent on the other party.
The other party did not do anything strange and strictly followed the rules. However, Xia Qingshu felt that he had no power to resist and could only try to flatten them.
Xia Ji was watching from the side, which made his patience even more unbearable.
It was just a simple foot washing, but I felt like my privacy was being watched.
While Xia Ji was reading, Xia Qingshu spread his toes and gently pinched his palm.
He shook his head and signaled Chen Zhiyu to just wash it twice and be done with it.
Chen Zhiyu seemed not to understand what he meant. He carefully pinched the snow-white foot and found the spot three inches above the ankle.
"This is Sanyinjiao. The book says that Sanyinjiao is the place where the three yin meridians of the body converge. You need to press it for a while."
His voice is low and hoarse, and its texture is like silk, soft and suspended, yet entangled, gentle and tough, strong and restrained.
"This is Zusanli, a point on the stomach meridian. Pressing here nourishes the stomach. Is this amount of force appropriate?"
He looks calm.
Serious and meticulous.
If you look closely, you'll notice a slight sweat on the tip of his nose and an abnormal blush on the tips of his ears.
There are also legs together, an abnormal sitting posture...all of which suggest that Chen Zhiyu is not as serious as he appears to be.
He looked at Xia Qingshu's slightly widened eyes and smiled mischievously, "Qingshu, please speak. Is it appropriate?"
"......It fits." Xia Qingshu turned his head away, put his hands behind his back, and tightly grasped the corner of his clothes.
Xia Ji held the book and nodded with satisfaction.
"Brother, don't worry, I will treat Qingshu well."
I promise with my life that I will be good to Qingshu for the rest of my life.
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