Chu Tiance stood aside holding his own question board, with a shy smile on his face.

Even the director did not expect that Chu Tiance, who was always serious, would write such a question.

It only said: If I win, please ask Miss Ou to wash my feet.

I never expected this!

The competition began, and they took their respective teams. Before leaving, Chu Tiance carefully checked the protective gear on Ou Zihan and confirmed that it was intact.

He patted her shoulder and said, "In order to prove my status at home, I really won't let you go today."

"Whether you let me go or not, your status at home is just like that!" Ou Zihan stiffened her neck and glared at Chu Tiance, pointing at her face.

Chu Tiance leaned over and kissed him, and Ou Zihan also kissed him on the face, and the two separated.

As a result, Ou Zihan lost...

Everyone unanimously requested that Chu Tiance broadcast live the process of Ou Zihan washing his feet in the evening, and Chu Tiance naturally agreed.

A day of recording work was over, and Chu Tiance was tired. This time he did not drive here by himself, but took the program team's car back home.

Along the way, Ou Zihan did not say a word to Chu Tiance, not knowing whether it was because he was tired or because he lost the game.

Chu Tiance was very upset, always thinking that Ou Zihan was angry with him.

Because Chu Tiance went out to record the program, he was delayed for another day. He had to ask his assistant to send the documents to him home and use the evening time to catch up.

After dinner, Ou Zihan said that he was tired, so he hid in the bedroom and slept.

Chu Tiance wanted to coax her, but when he saw that she was about to fall asleep, he didn't dare to say anything and went to the study alone to review documents.

After more than half an hour, the door of the study suddenly opened, and Ou Zihan walked in with a basin of steaming hot water.

"Come on, Mr. Chu, wash your feet." Although Ou Zihan was reluctant in her heart, she admitted defeat and brought the footbath water.

Seeing Ou Zihan really bringing the footbath water, Chu Tiance was stunned.

"You really want to wash my feet, I'm just joking with you." Chu Tiance hurriedly put down the documents in his hand.

Ou Zihan put the footbath water under Chu Tiance's feet and squatted down.

Chu Tiance thought Ou Zihuan was angry, and he didn't dare to move. "Are you angry with me? I was just joking with you, Xiaohan, you took it seriously."

Ou Zihuan tried to take off Chu Tiance's socks, but Chu Tiance dodged. "My aunt, stop it, I was just joking with you!"

At this point, Ou Zihuan squatted on the ground and laughed. "It's just washing my feet. Look how scared you are. People who don't know me would think I'm so fierce!"

"Are you really not angry?"

"Oh, admit defeat. Wash quickly, and then take out your phone. Many people are waiting to watch your live broadcast." Ou Zihuan took off Chu Tiance's socks when he wasn't paying attention, and pressed his feet in the foot basin.

Chu Tiance actually took out his phone and took two photos. Ou Zihan also raised her head and posed in cooperation.

Ou Zihan rubbed Chu Tiance's feet in a serious manner, "Tian Ce, you have always found ways to take care of me these years, so even if I win in the end, I plan to meet your small request tonight." Chu Tiance smiled

, "Do you think you have come to your senses? Then I will settle all the accounts of the past years."

Ou Zihan raised her head and glared at Chu Tiance, "You are so beautiful."

Seeing Ou Zihan's serious look, Chu Tiance's mouth curled up and revealed a brilliant smile. How great would it be if his life was like this?

So, no matter what, he would never let go of her hand again, and he would be with her no matter how difficult it was.