monopolize her

Wen Yuran was stunned.

She lowered her eyes, staring at the mottled texture on the wooden floor, for a long time, she answered "OK".

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yuran called the guard.

The stuttering sound of the clock running was extremely clear, and the time passed by every minute and every second.

"Ding zero!"

"Ding zero!"

It's the doorbell.

Wen Yuran felt as if her body was stuck to the sofa, and she couldn't get up anyway, so she used the smart home software on her mobile phone to check the monitoring outside the door, and remotely opened the door lock.

The door opened.

There was a sound of "stabbing" from plastic friction, which seemed to be overshoe covers.

Then came the sound of light footsteps, approaching a little closer.

"Boss Wen."

The little girl stood by the sofa.

Wen Yuran tucked in the pillow, raised his head, and looked at the little girl.

When the light came on, two black ponytails were lying on the white sweater, and the long bangs that were parted at the forehead reflected half of the shadow, and the pink shirt collar could be seen protruding from the white sweater around the white neck.

The little girl was also looking at her, her black eyes stared straight at Wen Yuran, as if she wanted to see every detail.

Wen Yuran knew that his face must be ugly right now, with wet sweat on his forehead, curled up in the corner of the sofa, straightened his neck and looked up at Ning An.

This state of being overlooked made Wen Yuran feel a little awkward and uncomfortable.

"Are you playing with your classmates?"

"Well, classmate's birthday."

"Come here for what?"

The little girl thought for a while and replied, "I'm worried about you."

The voice of this sentence was very flat, the same as the little girl's usual tone, but Wen Yuran's heart softened when he said it.

Wen Yuran originally wanted to say politely, I'm fine, it's getting late, you should go home early.

But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't get them out.

It is undeniable that in this situation, having someone by your side will really make you feel a lot better.

Wen Yuran spat out two words: "Thank you."

The little girl didn't ask anything else, she seemed to have sensed the situation, and handed over a cup: "Drink some hot water."

Wen Yuran took the water glass and took a few sips.

Looking up again, I found that the little girl had left, as if she had gone to the bathroom.

Thinking about it, Wen Yuran lowered his eyes and continued to drink water in small sips.

Slowly, he drank half a glass of water, but Ning An still hasn't come back.

What is the little girl doing in the bathroom?

Wen Yuran felt a little doubtful in his heart, and drank the remaining hot water bit by bit with the cup in his hand, his body became warmer, but the pain didn't get better.

At this time, the little girl came back.

The sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing the lotus forearms, holding a water basin in his hands.The water basin looked heavy, but the little girl looked relaxed, and she seemed to have a lot of strength.

"Let's soak your feet, it will be better." Ning An whispered.

Wen Yuran just wanted to say that there is a smart foot tub at home, but hesitated for a while, but still didn't say it.

The little girls brought over the water, let's go for a dip.Thinking about it, Wen Yuran was about to take off his socks.

However, the next second, the little girl's actions made her stunned——

I saw the little girl squatting down by her feet and holding her ankle.

From Wen Yuran's point of view, this posture is close to kneeling.

If she felt uncomfortable being looked down on before, the little girl's posture now made her feel weird.

"I'll do it myself." Wen Yuran said with a little displeasure.

Ning An didn't seem to hear, and continued to move her hands, restraining her ankle with one hand, and helping her take off her shoes and socks with the other.

The fabric of the trousers was a little itchy.

Wen Yuran tried to earn a bit.

Did not break free.

The little girl's strength was too strong, Wen Yuran always wanted to save face, he didn't want to lose his composure, and he was afraid of hurting the little girl, so he didn't dare to struggle too hard.

It's just that she is used to sitting in the seat of the superior, and this feeling of being controlled by others makes her quite unhappy.

"I'll do it myself." Wen Yuran repeated, his tone completely cold.

When the voice fell to the ground, the little girl suddenly raised her head and looked at her from bottom to top.

The eyes are black and white.

The dark and depressive emotions swept across Ning An's heart, and were finally suppressed back to the bottom of his heart by strong restraint.

In a split second, Ning An had sorted out all his emotions.

Then, Ning An raised the corners of her lips and smiled soothingly, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the dimple on her left cheek was very sweet.

"You're not feeling well now, don't move around, okay?" The little girl's voice was very soft, like a feather fluttering.

Even if it's uncomfortable, it doesn't mean that you won't take off your socks.

This reassurance is not convincing at all.

But Wen Yuran didn't know what kind of evil he had fallen into, so he really didn't move.

Ning An lowered his head again, took off her socks little by little, then held her ankles, dipped her feet into the water, his movements were extremely gentle and slow.

Looking from above, you can see the little girl's slender and curly eyelashes trembling slightly, and her fingers are also beautiful, white and slender, with clean joints, but her hands are a little cold, which makes Wen Yuran frown from the cold.

Soon, the warm water soaked the feet, driving away the cold touch.

Wen Yuran doesn't often wear high heels, her feet are fairly beautiful, and the light glows like a moonlight.

The little girl's hand rested on her ankle for a few more seconds before slowly letting go.

"My classmates are still waiting for me, I'll go first." Ning An stood up.

The slender eyelashes concealed the naked desire in the eyes.

Wen Yuran opened his mouth, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The sound of plastic rubbing on the shoe covers echoed in the space, and the footsteps were fast, and they reached the door in a short while.

Then there was the sound of the door closing softly.

There seems to be energy in the water basin, and a steady stream of warmth comes from the soles of the feet. This feeling is different from the usual feeling of soaking feet.

Gradually, the lower abdomen seems to be less painful.

Soaking feet really works?She raised her eyebrows and thought.

When the water in the basin cooled down, the pain in the lower abdomen was completely gone.Wen Yuran wiped his feet and poured out the water, feeling much more relaxed.

It's just that after the little girl left, the house was a little too quiet, only the sound of the second hand turning, and the warmth that had just risen was extinguished again.

Wen Yuran turned on the TV, the house finally became a little noisy, but he always felt a little empty in his heart.

Didn't the little girl try her best to get into her house?

What a great opportunity today, why go?

These two questions seemed to come out of nowhere, hopelessly childish, Wen Yuran laughed at himself a few times in his heart, then drove these thoughts out of his mind, and began to concentrate on watching TV.

Time flies.

By the time Wen Yuran realized it, it was already a little closer.

His brain was in chaos, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, so Wen Yuran compromised and went to wash and sleep.

Before going to bed, she glanced at her phone.

There are a few unread WeChat messages, which were covered by the sound of the TV before, so I didn't hear them.

All unread messages are from "naw".

[naw]: How are you doing now?

(sent time 00:27)

[naw]: Are you feeling better?

【naw】: Are you asleep?

(sent time 00:35)

【naw】: Probably asleep.

[naw]: Good night! [good dream.jpg]

(sent time 00:47)

Five unread messages, several times apart.

Looking at the text on the screen, Wen Yuran could almost imagine the little girl holding her phone and waiting for a reply.

A string in my heart was shaken, and my whole body felt a little warmer.

She unconsciously bent the corner of her mouth, typed a string of text, and clicked send.

[Wen Yuran]: Much better, good night.

After sending successfully, the finger still stays on the interface.

She thought about it, and said another sentence.

[Wen Yuran]: Thank you.