Beauty burst table

Xie Lingqiao's trouser legs were lifted by Shang Yuting who hastily squatted down, and wanted to take off his shoes to check the specific situation.Some of the other people came forward, and some didn't come up, but they were also paying attention to the situation here.

It was at this time that Fang Jin suddenly covered his mouth and coughed, followed by a few more rapid coughs. His back was slightly arched, as if he was sick and unwell.

"What's the matter?" Shang Chongli's gaze immediately shifted to Fang Jin, looking at him with concern.

"It's okay, just, I seem to have caught a cold, cough..." Fang Jin suppressed his cough and shook his head slightly.

It's just a cold, it's nothing serious, but Shang Chongli immediately became nervous, he put all his attention on the other person, carefully supported him and was about to send him to the room, the two got up and left the dining table first.

Shang Chongli not only helped Fang Jin back to his room immediately, but also asked someone to invite the family doctor, of course, just to see Fang Jin.

The way he helped Fang Jin leave was as cautious as if he were treating a treasure.

Xiao Jia, who was originally panicked because of scalding Xie Lingqiao, saw that she was not punished, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her face softened, and then looked at Xie Lingqiao, who was ignored by Shang Chongli, and smiled mockingly. The corners of the mouth climbed up.

——For a person who doesn't like her husband, what's the use of being young and good-looking.

She backed away quietly, and walked out the door without making a sound.

Xie Lingqiao was helped by Shang Yuting to the side sofa, and slowly took off his shoes. Sure enough, there was a red spot on the instep, which was slightly swollen. Xie Lingqiao's feet were white and tender, so they were particularly conspicuous.

It's like being tortured and bullied.

His toes were round and curled unconsciously, making him even more pitiful.

Shang Yuting looked at it, his heart ached, he frowned and tried to touch the boy's feet lightly, but he stopped when he stretched his hand halfway, he didn't dare to touch it, he was afraid that it would hurt him, he muttered, "Baby, why are you so pitiful? ...Wait for me to get you the medicine box!"

……baby?

Xie Lingqiao was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he must have heard wrong.But Shang Yuting has already turned around and left in a hurry, probably to get the medicine box.

Well, I must have heard it wrong... Normally, a son would not call his father's wife "Baby", that would be too weird...

The children in this family were not familiar with Xie Lingqiao, except for Shang Yuting, the seventh and third came to ask about the situation and then left.

"Your foot injury is not serious, don't move around much these days." The only and youngest daughter in the family came forward, said this sentence lightly, and then turned and left.Her back was slender, her clothes were bright and sexy, she didn't look like a girl just by looking at her dress, her curly hair was scattered and swayed behind her as she walked.

She held the mobile phone to her ear, as if she received a call from someone she didn't like, or heard something she didn't like, she lost her temper, and said in a sharp voice: "Are you in charge?" What did she say again? As her figure disappeared, she couldn't hear clearly.

The scalded place was on the back of the instep, near the toes. At first glance it looked a little scary, but it was actually not serious. Xie Lingqiao was used to enduring pain, so it was naturally nothing to him.

He was waiting for Shang Yuting, but suddenly he felt a gaze falling directly on his instep, very focused, even a little weird.

Xie Lingqiao raised his eyes subconsciously, looking where the line of sight came from.

But crashed into a pair of deep pool-like, faint pupils.He was actually the eldest son in the family, but Xie Lingqiao didn't remember his name, he only knew that he was the eldest son of the family.

——The rookie who has stirred up the situation in the mall for the past two years, just shut up the quarreling second and seventh sons.

When Xie Lingqiao looked at the other party, the man withdrew his gaze, as if he was just taking a casual glance.

The man's name is Heng, Shang Heng.

"..." Xie Lingqiao silently watched Shang Heng leave without saying a word to him, so he was the only one left here.

But fortunately, Shang Yuting came back quickly. After a while, Shang Yuting picked up the medicine box, came back and squatted down again, cleaned the wound and applied medicine to Xie Lingqiao. Much more seriously.

While treating Xie Lingqiao's burn, he kept asking the boy if it hurt, just like an old lady.

Xie Lingqiao couldn't help but whispered: "You seem to be very enthusiastic."

"I'm not enthusiastic about everyone..." The corners of Shang Yuting's lips curled up. From Xie Lingqiao's perspective, he couldn't see the expression in his eyes, but it was obvious that he was smiling.

"Because you are so cute, Jojo."

Shang Yuting's slightly long strand of hair hangs down, covering the corner of the peach blossom eyes, he murmured, and put one hand on the boy's instep.

Qiao Qiao is also his father's wife.

Hmm...it's really cute.

The door was closed, and Shang Heng, who had just returned to the room, stood where he was, without moving for a moment.He recalled the scene he had just seen, his palms were itchy, he raised his hand, and touched his Adam's apple.

Adam's apple rolls up and down.There seemed to be some strange emotion surging in his eyes.

He has a foot fetish, yes, he has this special fetish that no one else knows about - he really likes feet that match his aesthetic.And Xie Lingqiao took off his shoes just now, his slightly scalded red feet...

Very much in line with his aesthetic.Whether it is the shape, color, or the curvature of the curve, and even the slightly curled appearance of the round and white toes, they are all so beautiful.

It was so beautiful that his cerebral cortex could not stop being excited——

But he didn't show it.

But at this moment, in this room with no one else but his own, he stood where he was, his tall figure was like a rock, recalling the scene just now, he couldn't help but let out a low sigh from his throat.

It was a sigh of pleasure, excitement.He rubbed his Adam's apple, his eyes darkened.

Xie Lingqiao's feet made his originally peaceful heart surge up like a wave.This is the most beautiful foot he has seen in the past few years.

Of course, the owner of the feet is also good-looking.

Shang Heng thought of Xie Lingqiao's identity - his father's wife, their young mother.Because of this embarrassing status, it was impossible for him to rush up and touch the boy's feet.what a pity.

That night, after Shang Heng fell asleep, he had a strange dream.

An unspeakable dream.There are two protagonists in the dream, besides him, there is also... Xie Lingqiao.

In the dream, not only the boy's white feet were swaying...

In the early morning, Shang Heng woke up from this short, half-finished dream, turned on the wall lamp, and the unglamorous halo of the wall lamp swayed like water on the head of the bed. His expression was gloomy.

He actually had such a dream.

It sounds unbelievable, but it seems to be a matter of course.

In the chaos, he couldn't help recalling the young man's face, that flower-like face, looking at him silently, beautiful and clean, very different from the boy's expression in his dream...

"Tsk." Shang Heng felt a surge of enthusiasm again like an abnormality.

He had to go to the bathroom and take a cold shower.