Marriage heart rippling: Ex-husband, please stop

She looked at Dongfang Yi in panic, and couldn't help but tighten his collar. Dongfang Yi lowered his head and sneered: "What are you thinking?"

"I just want to wash your stinky feet to make it easier to pick up blisters." The corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a wicked smile.

Su Yan immediately blushed like a tomato, buried her head in Dongfang Yi's chest like an ostrich, and said in a muffled voice, "You did it on purpose!"

Dongfang Yi put Su Yan on the edge of the bathtub and sat down, tried the water temperature, then squatted down, holding Su Yan's feet to rinse, her feet were small and white, just holding them in his palm, Su Yan He shrank his feet unnaturally, and was held tightly by Dongfang Yi in his scorching palm.

He frowned, "Be quiet!"

Su Yan immediately became honest, and said in a sticky voice, "Dongfang Yi, I can wash it myself."

"Your clothes are inconvenient." He didn't look up, said lightly, squeezed some more shower gel and gently rubbed it on Su Yan's instep, the slightly calloused palm felt some slight tingling, Su Yan looked at His movements suddenly felt slightly embarrassing: "Dongfang Yi, do my feet really stink..."

Dongfang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at her seriously: "It's okay."

"..." Su Yan.

After a while, the doorbell rang, Dongfang Yi picked up a clean towel and wiped off Su Yan's feet, and carried her to the sofa.

"I'll open the door, don't move around." Dongfang Yi ordered, and walked away.

"Sir, the herbal ointment and needles you want."

"Ah."

Only two voices were heard, followed by the sound of the door closing.

Dongfang Yi walked in with the green ointment in his hand.

Su Yan glanced curiously, and Dongfang Yi handed the herbal ointment to her hand.

A small aluminum tin box with Japanese characters on it and a slightly cartoony pattern on it. Su Yan twisted it slightly, revealing the light green paste inside. She put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, and she really smelled the smell of green grass ,

"Can this cure blisters?" Su Yan asked suspiciously.

Dongfang Yi held up Su Yan's feet, began to prick the blisters, and replied casually: "No."

"Then why are you using this for me?" Su Yan looked at him speechlessly.

Her feet hurt, and the blisters between her toes had been pushed away. Dongfang Yi lowered her head, showing only half of her outline, and looked at Su Yan's feet seriously, her heart was warm.

"Shang Qing used it before, and she said it can relieve inflammation and pain." Dongfang Yi said casually without raising his head.

Su Yan's hand touching the grass paste paused slightly, her face was a little unnatural.

She always regarded this trip as the last time with Dongfang Yi, and wanted to end this abnormal relationship with him properly.

She didn't want to hear Shang Qing's name from his mouth. During this time, she only wanted him to truly belong to her.

Su Yan's mood was a little depressed, Dongfang Yi raised his hand, took the herbal ointment in Su Yan's hand, and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

He used his fingertips to smear some ointment on Su Yan's feet gently, and the cold touch immediately dissipated a lot of burning pain.

Su Yan thought for a while, and finally said: "Dongfang Yi, this is our last time together, since you said that this trip is a birthday present for me, I don't want you to think about other people .”

Su Yan looked at him steadily, her eyes were persistent and clear.

This was the first and last time she opened her heart to Dongfang Yi.

Since then, they will not meet again.

Dongfang Yi shrank his eyes, and felt his heart tightening when he heard Su Yan's almost farewell words.

"I didn't think about others." Dongfang Yi's burning eyes fell on Su Yan's face.

"But the grass ointment..." Su Yan frowned, looking at the grass ointment in Dongfang Yi's hand stubbornly.

His eyes fell, and he threw the grass ointment aside, "You only use it because your feet hurt."

Su Yan didn't talk anymore, she always felt bad in her heart, his feelings for Shang Qing were vivid in her memory, even though he was not towards Shang Qing in the end, she always felt that Dongfang Yi loved Shang Qing in her heart.

The more Su Yan thought about it, the more sad she became. She only hoped that the travel time would be longer, and she even wanted to stay in Japan with Dongfang Yi forever, but she knew that all this was her fantasy. A couple's outfit is a fake couple's outfit, no matter how good-looking it is, he is not pretending to be himself.

"Dongfang Yi, I know we are going to divorce, I am very grateful for your help and care for me...I..." She said with a sob, her attachment to Dongfang Yi became deeper and deeper, and it became more and more difficult to let go, she began Timid, afraid of going to that day with Dongfang Yi, even though she was already ready to leave.

Dongfang Yi looked at Su Yan deeply, as if he had imprinted her in his mind, he never knew that he would fall in love with her one day.

"Su Yan."

Dongfang Yi interrupted her, but Su Yan quickly shook her head and covered his slightly opened mouth.

"Don't talk about Dongfang Yi, listen to me, Shang Qing told me that you will get married at the end of the month, I know she has always been the one in your heart, I will bless you both. I like you, and I will be slow Put it down slowly, I won't be your burden." She smiled, but tears fell from her eyes.

She always thought that she would keep this thought in the deepest corner of her heart, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

She wanted to tell him that she wanted him to understand what she wanted, even if she knew he wouldn't care, she just wanted to tell him that she liked the fact that he loved him.

Dongfang Yi's eyes trembled, and he wiped away the teardrops on her cheeks distressedly.

"Su Yan, we will not divorce. You will always be my wife."

His low and hoarse whispers fell into her new lake like a thousand pieces of gold and heavy stones, causing huge waves.

Su Yan's sobbing stopped abruptly, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she said dully, "But Shang Qing. You are not..."

Dongfang Yi shook his head, put his slender fingertips on her soft lips, couldn't help rubbing them gently, the tight corners of his mouth couldn't help evoking a soft smile, dazzling like stars.

"We will not divorce, I will not marry Shang Qing, you will always be Dongfang Yi's wife."

"..." Su Yan couldn't help pinching the back of her hand, feeling the real pain, she woke up with a start, and everything she heard was true.

She opened her mouth, wanting to speak silently, and the huge joy hit her head, she felt as if she was walking on the clouds.

"Dongfang Yi...I..." Su Yannuonuo's voice made Dongfang Yi's heart soften, and the opening and closing of his lips carried a seductive meaning.

Dongfang Yi lowered his head, approached, and in her astonishment, kissed her bright red lips.

She was dizzy and dizzy due to the impact of the strong masculine breath, and she didn't know why. Su Yan's mind was in chaos, and she closed her eyes in confusion.