grinning to hide the embarrassment, Ah Ping simply looked at me with a wave of eyes, and did not hesitate at all, I was secretly relieved in my heart. It's a shame that my husband is dull, and I don't know how to explain it when I meet a shrewd question, so I can't call it a ...... Uh, talent?

Because of this episode, I felt uncomfortable eating vegetables later, and Ah Ping's eyes seemed to be glued to me, even if I knew that he didn't have any special thoughts, it was awkward to be stared at like this.

When I cleaned up the table, I saw that Ah Ping was in a daze again, and I couldn't help but suggest: "Why don't you go back to the room first, and I'll come in with hot water to wash your feet later?" He tilted his head in thought, nodded and got up and walked out.

I was pestered by him for a day, and I was a little surprised that he was so good at talking this time. However, there were still many things going on in the stove room, and I didn't think much about anything else, and I started to get busy as I saw him walk out the door.

When I returned to the room with half a bucket of hot water from a wooden bucket, I found that Ah Ping had collapsed on the bed, his feet still resting on the ground, and his shoes had not been taken off. I slowed down to the bedside, put the barrel down, and crouched down to remove his shoes. In the evening, he didn't know what he had to do with Widow Liu, and he walked barefoot on the ground, so the bottom of his white socks was very dirty, but when I went to untie the knots at the cuffs of his socks, I saw him sit up from the bed suddenly, and when I looked down to see that it was me, his expression relaxed again.

I pursed the corners of my lips and smiled and asked, "What, wait for me to fall asleep?" ”

He reacted with a yawn that drew a deeper smile from me. Is it that he goes to bed early on weekdays, why does it seem that he is sleepy when he arrives? After removing all the socks for him, I turned around and moved the chair, and when he came back, he was still the same, and couldn't help but ask funny, "Won't you wash your own feet?" ”

This should be common sense in life, and it is impossible for him not to understand it with his current level of cognition.

But he didn't seem to hear me, and only watched strangely as I put the square stool down, and then I bent down to take off my shoes and socks, and put my feet in the barrel. The barrel was large enough to fit the feet of two men, and seeing that he was still stunned, he couldn't help but sigh and lean over to move his feet into the barrel. But when he stepped on the top of my foot, he suddenly felt shy, and it was too intimate.

I really didn't think much of it at all a moment ago, just because I didn't want to waste the hot water, and then when he finished washing, he had to make another basin of hot water to wash himself. But at this moment, both pairs of feet are resting in a wooden barrel at the same time, big feet next to small feet, skin to skin, this seems to be ...... It goes beyond my relationship with Ah Ping.

It's not that it's inappropriate, it's that I don't think he and I have reached this level, and the intimate behavior at this moment in my sensory perception should be something that only old husbands and wives can do, and it is still in the world that originally belonged to me. In the past five years, I have never seen Daddy and Auntie wash their feet so intimately, Auntie waits for Daddy to wash his feet, and then washes the rest of the water, even if it is cold, wash it casually. Sometimes I really feel that this humble era is very sad, but when I think about it, I feel that the child is not a fish, and I know the joy of fish.

Ah Ping's feet are a round bigger than mine, and they cover me completely when resting on the surface of my feet. As I was about to pull it out, he suddenly stomped on me tightly, and looked up in surprise to see him looking seriously at the barrel.

Then, under my astonished gaze, he bent down, his slender fingers reached into the water, and then, lightly grasping my foot. At that moment, my whole body froze, and he ...... What is he going to do?

The left hand was the first to reach in, followed by the right hand to join the water, then one hand clasped my foot slightly out of the water, and the other hand splashed water on my foot. It wasn't until I did the same thing on the other foot that I realized that he was ...... Washing my feet?

What a flattering! In this era of male superiority and inferiority of women, the husband helps his wife wash her feet, and it is appalling to say it.