He Is Warmer Than Time

He just lay on her body like this and kissed for a long time. Mu Mian felt that if he kissed again, something was going to happen, so he quickly reached out and pushed his face away: "I'll get hot water to soak your feet and go to bed early, huh? "

Tang Ji'an stared at her vaguely: "How to sleep?"

Mu Mian snorted, "Each one sleeps separately, or you can go to the sofa to sleep."

Tang Ji'an glanced, and there was a small iron frame bed beside the window: "I slept in that bed."

Mu Mian was moved, he didn't say anything, in fact, he has become more and more able to take care of others.

She gently pushed him away: "I'll go wash first, and get hot water to soak your feet in a while. You wait for me for a while, eh?"

She entered the bathroom, and after a while, her mother followed in. Fortunately, Mu Mian calmed down now and his face was not so red.

Cao Feng stared at her: "How is Vice President Tang?"

Mu Mian pretended to be calm and said: "Hey, he was as drunk as mud, and finally got him on the bed. I got some hot water, soaked his feet for a while, and then he was ready to go to bed."

Cao Feng nodded: "Well, you can hurry up, it's too early."

Mu Mian hurriedly washed himself, then took a pot of hot water into the room, and reached out to turn on the light in the room.

Tang Ji'an had already taken off his coat outside, and inside was a dark gray woolen sweater, so he looked very gentle.

Mu Mian brought the footwashing water over, like a little daughter-in-law: "You bubble feet."

It was the first time for Tang Ji'an to sit in such a small room. The street lights outside the window were a bit cold, but the room made him feel warm.

He likes it here and can come here often in the future.

He will definitely come here often.

He took off his shoes and socks by himself, and put his feet in the basin. Actually, he didn't like to let Mu Mian serve him, but at this moment, he felt that she was bringing him foot wash, and there was a foot cloth on her legs Waiting to wipe his feet is a warm gesture.

It is the warmth that makes him greedy.

Mu Mian directed him: "Move, rub your feet together, haven't you soaked your feet?"

Well, it was really the first time for Tang Ji'an to soak his feet. He would move whatever she directed. It was really an interesting experience.

Mu Mian looked at him like a child, and moved her feet. After a while, she said, "The water shouldn't be hot anymore. Pick it up and wipe it yourself."

After speaking, he handed over the towel that was hanging on her leg.

Tang Ji'an glanced at her lightly: "I have been drinking with your father tonight."

Mu Mian was taken aback: "Huh? So what?"

"So you have to wipe my feet."

"Huh? Is there any relationship between the two?"

Tang Ji'an nodded: "Yes, I'm trying hard to please your father, so I think it's a bit hard for me to be like this."

Mu Mian gritted his teeth: "You really make some sense."

Tang Ji'an said slightly: "Then wipe it quickly."

Mu Mian could only wipe his feet resignedly.

Tang Ji'an was a little proud, and felt that Mu Mian, who rubbed every toe on him seriously, was so gentle and lovely.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed her hair, Mu Mian raised his eyes to look at him: "What are you doing?"

Tang Ji'an seemed addicted to rubbing: "Your hair feels comfortable when rubbed."

Mu Mian wiped his feet three times, and then walked out with the footbasin, Tang Ji'an followed her to go out.

Mu Mian was nervous: "What are you doing?"

"Go brush your teeth."

Mu Mian coughed lightly: "Um, I... I will squeeze toothpaste for you to brush.