The door creaked, and a figure dodged out of it.

Da'an hurriedly greeted him, his eyes were brighter than the moon in the sky, but his voice trembled a little: "Sister! ”

"That's it!" Yang Ruoqing made an ok gesture towards Da'an.

I saw Xiao An tilting his head, lying on Da An's back and falling asleep.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and took Xiao An off Da'an's back and wrapped her in her arms.

"Xiao An is asleep, why don't you send him back to the house?"

She asked.

It's winter, the temperature drops at night, what should I do if I sleep outside and catch a cold?

Daan didn't gnaw.

Yang Ruoqing hugged Xiao An, raised her feet and walked to her house, and Da An followed behind.

There was no light in the house, but moonlight was shining through.

Yang Ruoqing was familiar with the road and placed Xiao An on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered him.

Only then did I touch the soybean oil lamp and light it up.

At this time, she saw that Da'an was only wearing a close-fitting dress.

There were holes in several places in the front and back of his chest, and he was hugging his shoulders and curled up into a ball.

She thought of something, turned around and returned to the bedside, Xiao An's body was really still wrapped in Da'an's coat.

"You stupid boy, Xiao An should send him back to the house when he is sleepy, like this, you both have a cold."

Yang Ruoqing whispered Da'an, and took his gown and handed it to him: "Hurry up and put it on." ”

Daan didn't explain, and smiled faintly.

When he took the coat and put it on his body, Yang Ruoqing turned around and opened the door and walked out of the house.

A moment later, she returned, still with a basin of hot water in her hand.

On the edge of the basin is a handkerchief.

"Sit down here, scald your feet to get rid of the cold!"

She beckoned to him.

Da An walked over and sat down.

Yang Ruoqing squatted in front of him, held his feet, and took off his shoes and torn socks on his feet.

Da'an realized something, and hurriedly leaned over and stopped Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"Sister, I'll wash it myself."

"You can do it while you sit, and so can my sister wash you."

Yang Ruoqing said disapprehantly, put his left foot into the hot water, and took off the shoes and socks on his right foot.

After a day's journey, there was a pile of dust in the shoes.

Da'an's feet were sweating a lot, and when his shoes and socks were taken off, the smell inside slowly emanated in the air.

His handsome face flushed slightly.

"Sister, I'll wash it myself, my feet stink, and I'll smoke you later."

When Yang Ruoqing heard this, she raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

"No matter how stinky you are, it's also my brother, don't worry, your sister and I are patient, and I can't die!"

Da'an is full of black lines.

Yang Ruoqing gently held Da'an's feet with her hands, put them in the warm hot water, and washed them gently.

"If you don't say it, I know, if you don't take Xiao An back to the house, you are worried that you will go away, and someone outside will come and disturb me to give my father a needle."

She pulled down her eyelashes and whispered as she gently rubbed the soles of his feet.

"Silly brother, in fact, even if someone breaks in, it's fine."

She raised her eyes, looked at Da'an who was sitting on the stool in front of her, and told him with a serious face.

"In the future, you also have to take care of your body, if someone between you and Xiao An is sick, my sister will also be anxious and worried. You know? ”

Da An didn't make a sound, biting his lip lightly, and looked at his sister in front of him with obsidian-like eyes without blinking.

My former sister was crazy, and her face was either covered with mud or ashes at the bottom of the pot.

He had never seen what his sister looked like.

The sister who recovered from madness is shrewd and capable, domineering and strong.

Accustomed to her teeth and claws and giggling during the day.

At this moment, under the hazy soybean oil lamp, such a sister who spoke to her softly made Da'an feel stunned!

It turns out that my sister can also be so gentle?

My sister's gentle appearance is so good-looking.

It's better than Sister Lan'er, and it's even better than the little Lori I saw in the town today.

My sister is the best-looking girl in the world!

He wants to be good to his sister for the rest of his life!

"Stinky boy, it's rare for me to talk to you so gently, sister, you dare to get distracted? Well? ”

The familiar and arrogant voice pulled Da'an's mind back.

His cheeks were then grabbed by two fingers and pulled hard to the sides......

"Sister, light, light, it hurts......"

"Stinky boy, my sister is talking to you, did you hear that?" Yang Ruoqing asked viciously.

"Listen, hear, I remember, don't worry, sister, I won't stand stupidly outside next time!" Da'an was busy with the tunnel.

"That's pretty much it." Yang Ruoqing let go of her hand, "To be a person and do things, you must know how to be flexible!" ”

"Mmmm, my sister is right."

"Of course!"

"Sister, this water is so hot, why don't you burn your feet too?" Daan invited.

I've been walking for most of the day, so why shouldn't my sister?

Yang Ruoqing thought about it and responded happily.

But there was no second stool in the room, and the only stool sat under Da'an's buttocks.

"Brother, move over there."

She patted Da An on the shoulder.

This stool is not the kind of stool that has a backrest and can only sit on one person.

This is the kind of stool that resembles a bench, but is shorter than a bench.

The two siblings squeezed together, and they can still sit down.

Da'an moved a little to the side, and Yang Ruoqing sat down next to him.

took off her shoes and socks, and Yang Ruoqing put her feet in the hot water.

When her toes touched Da'an's toes, he shrank to the side as if he was electrocuted, and his face instantly turned a little red.

Yang Ruoqing sensed his secret, and the corners of her lips hooked up a wicked smile.

She deliberately rubbed her toes against the soles of Da'an's feet.

Daan gasped and hid his feet along the edge, "Sister, you are necrotic, tickle me......"

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ruoqing laughed.

Glancing at Xiao An, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, she hurriedly covered her mouth and smiled.

"Haha, the stinky boy always pretends to be deep, and now I've caught my weakness, right?"

Da An blushed and said, "Sister, if you make it bad again, I won't soak with you." ”

"Okay, okay, I don't bully you." She laughed and soaked her feet honestly.

Da'an also put his feet back in the basin, and the feet of the two sisters and brothers were put together, quietly enjoying the comfort brought by the hot water.

"The rich take good medicine, and the poor soak their feet more."

Yang Ruoqing stretched and rested her head on Da'an's shoulder.

"This is true, soak your feet, it's so comfortable, and your whole body is full!" She muttered.

Da'an heard a little tiredness from Yang Ruoqing's voice.

"Sister, the water temperature is still high, you squint on my shoulder for a while, and I'll call you when the water is cold."

He whispered.

"Hmm."

She answered softly, and her fine eyelashes fell, casting a faint shadow under her eyes.

Da An looked sideways at his sister's slightly closed eyes, and the faint tiredness on her face made him feel distressed.

The boy remained motionless, sitting there with his waist straight, trying to make his shoulders steady and comfortable......