Then, Jiang Zhou's hand unconsciously pressed the touch again.

Ji Yanming: "......"

There was a momentary depth in his eyes, and his gaze at Jiang Zhou was also obscure.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhou withdrew his hand embarrassedly, blinked his eyes and smiled sweetly at Ji Yanming, and said in a soft voice: "Ji Yanming, you haven't slept yet." ”

As the words fell, she tried to stand on tiptoe, trying to lean up and get closer to him.

However, as soon as she exerted force on her feet, she couldn't help but "hiss".

Ji Yanming was looking at her small movements with raised eyebrows, but when he saw her expression in pain, he immediately frowned, and asked her, "What's wrong, where did you fall?"

As the words fell, he loosened his grip on Jiang Zhou, took two steps back to hold her steady, and began to look her up and down.

He paused as his gaze swept over Jiang Zhou's bare legs, but his attention quickly shifted to her curled right foot.

Jiang Zhou also lowered his head at this time, moved his right foot, and said, "My foot hurts." ”

Ji Yanming had already squatted down, stroked the ankle of her right foot and pressed it gently, Jiang Zhou shrank his foot in pain, and hissed lightly.

"It should be here, I'll go get the medicinal wine to help you rub it. Ji Yanming stood up and picked her up by the waist, walked a few steps quickly and put her on a chair in the laundry room.

Before Jiang Zhou could react, he saw that Ji Yanming had already turned around to get the medicinal wine.

She stretched her legs, looked down at her somewhat red and swollen ankles depressedly, and said in her heart that she didn't pick it up, but the retribution came very quickly.

At the door, Ji Yanming, who looked back at Jiang Zhou again, suddenly stopped because of her action, and his eyes stopped on Jiang Zhou's outstretched leg.

These legs are straight and slender, slender and well-proportioned, and they are already white and smooth, but now they are shining with jade white light under the illumination of the light.

It's a little too beautiful.

Ji Yanming's eyes suddenly deepened again, he pursed his lips and glanced at Jiang Zhou again, seeing that she was still lowering her head and didn't notice herself, he turned around and walked out again.

Then, when he returned, he not only had the medicine and wine in his hand, but also a small blanket in the crook of his arm.

"It's cold at night, take the blanket and cover it for you. When Ji Yanming entered the door, he first covered Jiang Zhou's legs with a blanket, and then squatted down and half-knelt in front of her, and said in a dumb voice: "Put your feet up, I'll rub them for you." ”

"Oh. Jiang Zhou replied in a low voice, and obediently put his foot on Ji Yanming's leg.

Ji Yanming poured some medicinal wine in his hand, rubbed his hands, covered Jiang Zhou's ankles, and rubbed them gently.

He kneaded it gently and delicately, just lowered his head and didn't say a word.

Jiang Zhou just looked at him seriously and became a nymphomaniac, so he didn't speak, and the laundry room was silent for a while, only the sound of the washing machine working.

Jiang Zhou was born sensitive, and suddenly felt that this atmosphere was a little weird, and Ji Yanming was also weird.

This feeling lasted until Ji Yanming hugged her upstairs and entered the room without saying a word.

Jiang Zhou suddenly thought in hindsight, Ji Yanming wouldn't be surprised by her flirtatious movements, and felt that she was too casual.

Thinking of this, she involuntarily raised her face and shouted, "Ji Yanming?"

"Huh?" Ji Yanming put her on the bed, raised his eyebrows and asked her silently.

Jiang Zhou looked at his silent appearance and blinked, and said in a low voice: "That, my clothes haven't been washed yet." ”

"Oh. Ji Yanming nodded and replied to her: "I'll wash it in a while." ”

"Oh. Jiang Zhou was also a little stunned at this time, and he could still promise to wash her clothes, but he didn't seem to be cold to her, but why did he suddenly talk so little.