Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

I don't know how long it took, Ruan Xiya finally stopped sobbing, her eyes were sore and swollen, which was very uncomfortable.

Hearing that Ruan Xiya finally stopped crying, He Jingyuan sighed deeply, stood up slightly, and looked down at Ruan Xiya with red and swollen eyes in his arms.

After crying for too long, Ruan Xiya's eyes were very uncomfortable, and she couldn't help rubbing her hands vigorously.

After rubbing it a few times, He Jingyuan grabbed his wrist, and Ruan Xiya looked up at He Jingyuan in confusion.

"Relax, your eyes are uncomfortable."

He Jingyuan gently stroked Ruan Xiya's red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help but lower his voice in distress, "Hey, don't move."

Seeing that Ruan Xiya was really obedient and motionless, He Jingyuan's heart softened, and he leaned over and gently kissed the girl's eyes.

Feeling the warm touch on her eyelids, Ruan Xiya's face turned red immediately, and the tips of her ears were so red that she was about to bleed.

Her heart was beating non-stop, Ruan Xiya's eyelashes trembled slightly, she closed her eyes tightly and dared not open them.

Noticing the nervous trembling of the girl in his arms, He Jingyuan's mouth curled into a smile, and he got up and left the bedroom.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, Ruan Xiya secretly opened her eyes and looked around the bedroom.

The bedroom was empty and she was the only one left, and her heart, which had been pounding like a deer just now, suddenly cooled down. She sat up abruptly, and walked out of the bedroom quickly, ignoring her shoes.

Confused, she rationally told her that it would be best for He Jingyuan to leave, but emotionally, she couldn't help but want to confirm with her own eyes whether He Jingyuan had really left.

Quickly walked out of the bedroom, but didn't see He Jingyuan in the living room, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were red with grievances.

"Why did you come out?"

Hearing footsteps in the living room, He Jingyuan came out of the kitchen, and saw Ruan Xiya standing barefoot in the living room, looking like she was about to cry.

Hearing He Jingyuan's deep and hoarse voice, Ruan Xiya stared at He Jingyuan with wide eyes without blinking, and then she could hardly control herself and ran quickly into He Jingyuan's arms.

Hugging He Jingyuan tightly, Ruan Xiya sniffed, buried her head on He Jingyuan's chest, and said aggrievedly, "Ayuan, don't leave me, okay?"

The girl's soft and waxy voice was full of tears, He Jingyuan hugged Ruan Xiya tightly, wanting to promise her, never wanting to leave her.

However, thinking of the three women who were more difficult than the other in Qingquan Villa, He Jingyuan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

Ruan Xiya couldn't hear He Jingyuan's answer for a long time, and Ruan Xiya's heart was twisted into a ball. She was in so much pain but she couldn't bear to let go of He Jingyuan.

It's like a flower that she has liked for a long time. In order to see it, she has gone through mountains and rivers, gone through all kinds of hardships, and finally she can hold it in the palm of her hand.

Even if there were countless small thorns on the flower stem that pierced into her palm fiercely, she couldn't bear to let it go.

After all, this is her favorite flower!

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiya couldn't help but rubbed against He Jingyuan's arms again.

Sensing Ruan Xiya's movements, He Jingyuan patted her on the back lightly to comfort her.Suddenly thinking that Ruan Xiya was still barefoot, He Jingyuan picked her up and walked straight into the bedroom.

Gently putting Ruan Xiya on the bed, He Jingyuan let go of his hand and stroked her hair.

"Good, don't move."

After speaking, He Jingyuan stood up and prepared to leave.Suddenly thinking of something, he paused, turned his head to look at Ruan Xiya, who was looking up at her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'll be right back."

"Ah."

Following He Jingyuan's gaze and disappearing behind the door, Ruan Xiya shook her legs and sighed.

When He Jingyuan came back, he had to be let go.

No matter what, He Jingyuan was engaged to Bai Wanrou after all.

She can't be the third party!
Unconsciously twisting the bed sheet with her fingers, Ruan Xiya looked out the window at the dark night, with a wry smile on her lips.

She... is still lost in love after all.

……

He Jingyuan quickly brought over a basin of hot water.

Seeing the towels in the hot tub, Ruan Xiya suddenly understood what He Jingyuan wanted to do.

Just as she was about to speak in a panic, she saw He Jingyuan squatting down in front of her, holding her feet while she was in a daze.

Ruan Xiya looked at the always dignified He Jingyuan half-kneeling in front of her with complicated expressions, and gently helped her wash her feet.

The hot water in the basin was very hot, Ruan Xiya subconsciously wanted to withdraw her feet, but He Jingyuan stopped her with quick eyesight and hands.

Patting Ruan Xiya's instep lightly, He Jingyuan chuckled softly, "Hehe... good boy, I'll be fine in a while."

He Jingyuan held the fair little feet in the palm of his hand, Ruan Xiya couldn't help curling up her toes shyly, her cheeks were flushed, and her ears were congested, looking like translucent rubies under the light.

He Jingyuan carefully washed Ruan Xiya's feet. I don't know if it was because the water was too hot or Ruan Xiya was too shy, but her fair and moist feet soon turned pink.

"It's getting cold, don't step on the ground with bare feet."

It was rare to hear He Jingyuan's gentle exhortation, and Ruan Xiya felt as if she had returned to the time on the small island in a trance.

Her eyes were sour, and she almost shed tears again.

Greedily looking at He Jingyuan, who was half kneeling in front of her eyes, Ruan Xiya clenched the bed sheet tightly, and after a long struggle, she finally opened her mouth: "Well. After a while... you should go back."

He Jingyuan paused, his long eyelashes trembling slightly to cover up the emotion in his eyes, "If you really don't want to wear shoes, you can wear floor socks. I'll buy you some pairs tomorrow."

With that said, He Jingyuan wiped off the water droplets on Ruan Xiya's feet with a towel, got up and left the bedroom with a basin in his hand.

Watching He Jingyuan walk out of the bedroom, Ruan Xiya pulled the quilt over and tucked her feet into the quilt.

Sitting on the bed with her knees hugged in a daze, Ruan Xiya stared at the closed door of the bedroom.

Has He Jingyuan left already?

How could He Jingyuan condescend to wash her feet?

He Jingyuan...why did you come to her house tonight?
Pressing her lips tightly, Ruan Xiya's mind was filled with uncontrollable emotions.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the door, Ruan Xiya's eyes lit up and then dimmed again.Clenching her hands nervously, she stared at the doorknob of the room.

Seeing the doorknob turning suddenly, Ruan Xiya quickly retracted into the quilt, turned her back to the door and turned sideways.

The next second, the door was opened, and the footsteps were getting closer.

Ruan Xiya tightly clenched her hands, swallowed nervously, her heart beating non-stop.

The dark blue slippers appeared in front of her eyes, and Ruan Xiya couldn't help looking up at He Jingyuan.

"Hey, put a hot towel on your eyes."

Staring blankly at the tenderness in He Jingyuan's eyes, Ruan Xiya lay down slowly, reached out to take the towel from He Jingyuan's hand, but saw that He Jingyuan's hand holding the towel had already reached out.

She withdrew her hand stiffly, and slowly closed her eyes.

Ruan Xiya snorted comfortably as her eyes were quickly covered with a warm towel.

Ruan Xiya twisted her hands together under the quilt, "Thank you tonight, you... go back."