Chapter 2657 Uncle's Autistic Girl (41)

Then she sat happily in the chair and immediately put her feet into the footbath.

The script is just a little bit of mud, and it's clean at once.

Yu Shaoyun's expression changed. His fingers touched the water in the basin. Is it cold?

Without thinking much, he took her feet with both hands and fished them out of the water.

The man's face was a little gloomy.

"You're not in good health, don't touch cold water."

Bai Weiwei flinched, as if she didn't understand what he said.

Yu Shaoyun realized that his displeasure was too exposed, and he valued her too much.

It's a bit unbearable that the control of her is scattered.

Yu Shaoyun slowly let out a sigh of relief, suppressing his abnormal possessiveness.

He took the footbath out and poured out the water.

All the bodyguards who were arranging lotus roots saw that Mr. Yu, who had always been elegant, came out with a foot basin.

Everyone looked at each other.

They felt that the contrast in this scene was too huge, and they were stunned for a while.

Wait until Yu Shaoyun returned to the room holding the foot basin.

A new round of fiery rumors has resumed.

Yu Gongzi gives the little mentally handicapped foot wash—— Yu Gongzi bathes the little mentally handicapped—— Yu Gongzi kneels at the keyboard at home—— Yu Gongzi has no human rights at home, and all his money is given to white fox spirits. to eat...

The rumors convinced everyone.

Yu Shaoyun turned out to be afraid of his wife.

Yu Shaoyun never thought of going out with a footbath, and the rumor circle of the maids and the big men at home would change strangely.

He came in with the bulky foot basin.

She saw Bai Weiwei's feet resting on the wooden beam under the chair, she lowered her head, and her black hair fell on her shoulders.

Well-behaved, well-behaved, and the face of the powder ball is very cute.

laborious maintenance during this time.

It finally gave Bai Weiwei a little more popularity and soft warmth.

Bai Weiwei was counting her toes, and then tore her to the death with the small watch on the branch line.

"I just finished washing my feet."

Xiao Biao: "Is that washing feet? Feel your conscience and ask if it hurts."

Bai Weiwei: "I touched it, I asked, it doesn't hurt."

Small watch: "..."

Forget that this is a big green tea that has no morals, the bottom line of morality is low in the center of the universe, and it relies on the little white flower to sell the poor and vicious image to go around the world.

How can there be a conscience?

Bai Weiwei: "Washing your feet is not just sticking your feet into the foot wash basin, and then the other party washes it and takes it out. You don't need to default on your debt."

Small table: "There is a time limit for washing feet."

The system came out and said secretly: "No, the small task notification was completed just now. I glanced at his task list, and it was completed. He is lying to you."

Small watch: "..."

Bai Weiwei: "Hehehe."

The system nibbled at the roast duck leg given by the branch line, "Hehehehe."

At this moment, the branch suddenly felt that his heart was aching.

Bai Weiwei tore off the small watch and felt extremely comfortable.

Just as he was about to open his feet and get off the chair, a pair of pampered and powerful hands supported his feet.

Bai Weiwei was stunned, and saw that Yu Shaoyun had put the foot basin beside it, and it was full of warm water.

And he himself was half-squatting, his palms were white and there was no trace of labor, so he held her feet.

The man's fingers gently touched her toes.

As if inadvertently, the feathers brushed the numbness.

Let Bai Weiwei's toes tremble, trying to escape.

But seeing the man chuckle in a low voice, "It's not to wash your feet."

As he spoke, he put her feet in the warm water, casually.