Chapter 8: The Itchy Heart Is Unbearable

After calming down my nervous and excited mood, I walked out of the kitchen with peppercorn wine, and saw that my sister-in-law was no longer standing at the door, sitting on the big bed in the bedroom and looking at her little feet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I was happy that my sister-in-law had no defense against me, and seemed quite willing to accept me pressing her feet.

When my sister-in-law saw me enter the room with wine, her pretty face flushed, "Little Er, I'm really sorry to trouble you so late." ā€

I pretended to be a little unhappy, "Sister-in-law, you're scolding me, seeing your ankle swollen like this, you don't know how distressed I am, if I can make it swell down immediately, it doesn't hurt, I'm willing to do whatever my sister-in-law asks me to do." ā€

After saying this, I felt shameless myself.

However, my sister-in-law seemed to be very helpful to this, and I saw that there was a hint of emotion in her eyes, and she said to me softly, "I looked at it carefully just now, and it was not too swollen, and I twisted my ankle, and I could still move, and I didn't hurt my bones......"

"This kind of foot injury is easy to see at first, usually I don't know how serious it is until every other night, sister-in-law, you put your foot on my leg for a while, and I will carefully examine you. ā€

"En......"

The sister-in-law shyly agreed.

I put the wine next to me, lit it with a lighter, moved over the stool and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing my palms and saying, "Sister-in-law, I will rub my palms hot before I can dip them in peppercorns, that will be a little better." ā€

My sister-in-law was a little surprised when she saw my professional appearance, "Little Er, I didn't expect you to learn such a craft in the army." ā€

I smiled, "This is nothing, you don't know how hard we train in normal times, almost all of the comrades-in-arms in the dormitory have some knowledge of bone-setting with military medicine, and then the brothers help each other." ā€

"I see......"

After a while, my palms were rubbed hot, and I put my hands on my sister-in-law's white knees as if jokingly, and said with a smile, "It's hot enough, sister-in-law?"

"It's so hot......"

My sister-in-law's pretty face was flushed by my brainless movements.

"Put your feet up, won't you?"

I smiled and patted my thigh.

Then, my sister-in-law swallowed slowly, and stretched out her white * tender little feet to my thighs unnaturally at all, and looked at me pitifully, "Xiao Er, you can be gentle, sister-in-law is afraid of pain." ā€

As soon as my sister-in-law's tender little feet were placed on my thighs, my legs were soft and numb, as if they had been electrified, and then my face immediately turned red, but I quickly "sighed" to hide the throbbing in my heart, and then held my sister-in-law's little feet in my hands, and the soft touch went straight to the tip of my heart, and I felt that every pore in my body was high * tide.

It's so comfortable!

I also felt that my sister-in-law's little feet were also trembling slightly in my hands, and a thin layer of fine sweat appeared on them, thinking to myself, my sister-in-law should be quite nervous.

My heart was beating harder and harder, and I didn't grasp the strength of my hand for a while, so I couldn't help but clench it tighter, so that my sister-in-law's calf curled back, "Ahhh......h

My sister-in-law was really afraid of pain.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I'll tap, I'll tap!"

Seeing that my sister-in-law's pretty face was distorted a little in pain, I quickly apologized, and even picked up my sister-in-law's little feet and blew it.

This action was too ambiguous, and my sister-in-law was stunned when she saw it, but she didn't say anything, put her little foot on my lap again, lowered her head and said, "I see that the wine is almost hot, and the peppercorns in it smell mush, why don't you extinguish the fire?"

"Good. ā€

After all, it was the first time with my sister-in-law to do this, I was really nervous, listening to my sister-in-law, I felt like I was listening to the ancient little woman telling her husband to turn off the lights and go to bed.

It's tickling in my heart.

After agreeing, I turned my head to extinguish the fire floating on the wine, and then my face became solemn, and I touched some hot liquor with my hand, and touched my sister-in-law's little feet, and gently rubbed it, with no light or heavy force.

While rubbing, I carefully looked at my sister-in-law's little feet, probably because my sister-in-law rarely wears high heels, her beautiful feet are well maintained, her skin is like mutton fat white jade, and the soles of her feet are still pale pink...... This kind of enjoyment is really not exchanged for a fairy.