Cultivation Shura Field

Of course Xu Zhe couldn't just leave her there, but if he helped her walk down, what would happen to the two sets of ski equipment? He couldn't just leave them here, could he?

Fortunately, by this time, the ski instructor had already noticed something was wrong and caught up on the magic carpet.

So Xu Zhe took off his skis and said, "Wait a minute, hand your equipment to the coach and I'll help you down."

Song Xingye was stunned: "Shall we go down together?"

Xu Zhe: "Yes, any questions?"

Song Xingye quickly shook his head: "No...well, thank you."

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This afternoon's skiing activity was aborted.

Song Xingye sprained her ankle and was helped down the ski slope by Xu Zhe. But after that, it was Tang Lingfei who helped her out of the ski resort and into the taxi.

This also made Shen Lan feel a little relieved.

The taxi arrived in the city and took Shen Lan home first.

Then, the car drove to the downstairs of Song Xingye’s house.

"Okay, Xu Zhe and I will take you upstairs together, how about that?" Tang Lingfei said this and helped her get out of the car.

As for Xu Zhe, he had already paid the fare and opened the car door for them.

Song Xingye was still a little embarrassed: "I can do it alone, you guys go back..."

Xu Zhe shook his head: "Let's help you to the end. Your ankle is sprained. Do you know whether you should apply ice or heat next?"

Song Xingye thought for a moment and said, "It should be ice compress, right?"

Xu Zhe: "Yes, do you have ice packs at home?"

Song Xingye: "No..."

Xu Zhe: "So, let us help. Your house is on the second floor now, right? Fortunately, there are not many steps. Feifei, please help."

Although Tang Lingfei was already helping her best friend, she said in a dissatisfied tone, "Why am I the only one who has to work harder?"

Xu Zhe: "Then let me support her instead?"

Tang Lingfei: "Well... never mind, I can help you too."

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128. Chapter 128 127 As the saying goes, a blessing in disguise

128.

2023-09-08

"I'm at Xiaoye's house. She got hurt while skiing... No, no, it's not serious enough to require a doctor. It's just a sprained ankle. Yeah, I know... Okay, I know."

Tang Lingfei hung up the phone, put away her pager, and sighed.

At this time, Xu Zhe was squatting in front of the refrigerator.

He wet some toilet paper with water, put it in a small plastic bag, squeezed out the air, tied it tightly, and put it in the refrigerator to freeze - he made a total of ten homemade ice packs in this way. When he took them out to check, they felt hard and quite cold to the touch.

Tang Lingfei came to his side and said, "I have to go home. My mother urged me to go back for dinner."

Xu Zhe: "Then let's go back. Do you need me to take you there?"

"Forget it. You stay here and take care of Xiao Ye. You still need to apply ice to her. I'll go talk to her."

After saying that, Tang Lingfei ran to her best friend and chattered a few words.

Then she ran over and said solemnly, "We'll leave our Little Leaf to you!"

Xu Zhe: "When did Xiao Ye become yours?"

Tang Lingfei: "Anyway, I'm leaving her in your care, so you have to treat her well."

"You're not her parent..." Xu Zhe said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, just go back now."

Just like that, Tang Lingfei also left.

Xu Zhe took an ice pack, closed the refrigerator door, and wrapped the ice pack with toilet paper several times. He checked the touch again to make sure it was cold enough but not too irritating, and then walked to the sofa in the living room.

This house is indeed much smaller than Song Xingye’s previous home.

There was only one couch in the living room, and it was no longer leather, but a plain old-fashioned couch with cushions.

Song Xingye was half lying on the sofa at this time.

Her back was leaning against the pillow, her legs stretched out, her socks and other things had been taken off long ago. From the hem of her skirt down to her knees, a pair of white calves and small feet were exposed.

Seeing him coming, Song Xingye bent her legs cooperatively to leave space for him to sit.

So Xu Zhe sat on the sofa, right next to her feet.

Such a close distance made Xu Zhe notice two facts.

First, this skin color means that she probably doesn't wear sandals very often, otherwise she wouldn't be in this state without being exposed to the sun. Of course, considering the skin color of other parts of her body, it should be said that Song Xingye rarely does outdoor activities.

Second, her feet were really small, much smaller than those of other girls of the same age, and looked particularly young. In Xu Zhe's impression, this size should be what Tang Lingfei looked like when she was about ten years old.

Looking more closely, it is not difficult to find that the outline of Song Xingye's right ankle is slightly swollen, which is the sprained part.

Xu Zhe hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and poked it lightly with his index finger.

Then he was a little shocked: "I haven't even started applying ice yet, why is it so cold?"

Song Xingye: "I just washed my feet with cold water."

Xu Zhe: "Not a bit of hot water, the coldest?"

Song Xingye nodded.

Xu Zhe frowned and said, "You can't do this. You can't stand the cold, right? It's so cold. How long have you been showering? Why are you still applying ice? Keep warm first."

Song Xingye muttered, "You said to apply ice. Now, how should I keep warm?"

"Do you have a hot water bottle at home?" Xu Zhe shook his head. "No, that would become a hot compress, and the sprained area would swell. So you have to keep warm, but not too warm..."

Before he finished speaking, the pair of legs beside him suddenly straightened up, and the cold little feet rested on his thighs.

Xu Zhe was stunned for a moment.

Song Xingye lowered her head, not wanting to look at him, and her voice became much weaker: "This seems a little warmer."

Xu Zhe felt his heartbeat quicken a little.

Looking at Song Xingye again, although she lowered her head so that people couldn't see her expression clearly, her neck had turned a little pink, which was enough to guess how blushing the girl was at the moment. Obviously, her heartbeat couldn't be slow at the moment.

The two of them remained in silence for a long time.

Suddenly, Song Xingye said weakly: "It's still very cold, can you warm it up a little bit?"

As if possessed by some mysterious force, Xu Zhe covered the two petite feet with his hands. The soft, smooth and cool touch made his heart skip a beat and he shuddered involuntarily.

Song Xingye observed his reaction and quickly said, "I washed it very clean!"

Xu Zhe: "No, I don't dislike it, it's just..."

It just feels very strange, so strange!

Xu Zhe never thought of himself as a foot fetishist. When he used to exchange pornographic pictures with others in the group, he always sneered at those foot fetishists and mocked them every time he saw them.

But at this moment, touching the pair of tender little feet, he felt like he was playing with two young white rabbits, which were indeed too cute to fault. Especially when he thought of the owner of the pair of white rabbits, the shy girl with her head down, how cute she looked, the touch in his hands seemed to be enhanced.

But Xu Zhe still did not lose his mind.

He still remembered the business, so he gently poked the slightly swollen ankle again and asked, "Does it hurt like this?"

Song Xingye: "It hurts a little."

Xu Zhe: "Is it still cold now?"

The girl shook her head slightly: "I feel much better."

So Xu Zhe let go of his hand.

However, less than three seconds later, Song Xingye said again: "It's still a bit cold like this..."

Xu Zhe put his hand back in place and looked again. The girl finally raised her little face and was staring at him straight.

Her eyes were a little wet, as if she might cry at any time, but she was smiling with joy. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl up, revealing a pair of dimples under her little face. Her face was particularly rosy, shy, but it seemed that she was more than just shy.

After staring at each other for a while, Xu Zhe couldn't bear it anymore, so he lowered his head and pretended to look at the girl's injuries seriously.

He never knew that a girl's expressions could be so rich and complex.

And it was the first time that Song Xingye knew that this was what it looked like when a boy was shy.

When she fell down in front of Xu Zhe, she was still secretly lamenting her bad luck today. But now it seems... How can this be bad luck?

Since growing up, this is the first time that Song Xingye has shown her feet to others, let alone to someone of the same age and the opposite sex? Shyness is inevitable. But since this person is Xu Zhe, it feels more than just shyness.

Xu Zhe's reaction also made her secretly happy. That kind of careful care made her feel like she was eating honey, and her whole body was sweet.

Of course, Song Xingye didn't really get too carried away.

No matter how sweet it felt, she still secretly reminded herself - Xu Zhe was willing to do this now because she was injured. If there was no such reason, would he find an excuse to take care of his own business like he did in the past?

After all, since they met, this young man has been very opinionated and always busy. Song Xingye really couldn't believe that he would be obsessed with her...

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129. Chapter 129 128 I'll give you some noodles for dinner

129.

2023-09-08

Shen Lan sat in her bedroom, looking at the study materials in her hands for a long time, but she couldn't concentrate on them.

She didn't know why, but she always felt like there was a feeling of irritation in her chest that she couldn't sort out.

Have I missed some key fact?

Shen Lan suddenly put down her study materials, took a piece of rough paper, and wrote and drew on it.

She first wrote the word "wingman", then wrote "shield" next to it, and then wrote "probability?" in the center below these two words - the question mark represented her doubt at the moment.

She realized that there were two possibilities:

1. Song Xingye gave up his thoughts on Xu Zhe and was willing to be Tang Lingfei's wingman.

Second, Song Xingye hid his feelings for Xu Zhe and used Tang Lingfei as a shield.

Shen Lan couldn't say which one was more likely, but she couldn't ignore both possibilities.

And the second one is even more terrifying. Because that means that Song Xingye, this junior sister, is more thoughtful than expected at the beginning. If that is true, then this opponent cannot be underestimated.

Shen Lan put down her pen, leaned back in her chair, and stared at the ceiling.

She couldn't help but think about another question.

That is, what is Xu Zhe doing at this moment?

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Xu Zhe took a homemade ice pack and applied it to Song Xingye's sprained ankle.

He didn't hold on to the girl's feet. After all, he wasn't that perverted. Just appreciating them was enough.

"It's not swollen anymore. Okay, you can hold it yourself from now on."

Xu Zhe gently moved the girl's calves away and stood up.

Song Xingye couldn't help but ask: "What are you going to do?"

Xu Zhe: "What time is it? I'm hungry too. So, how are you going to have dinner?"

Song Xingye hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know either. I was supposed to go out to eat by myself, but it's not convenient to go out now, so..."

Xu Zhe: "Where are your parents? They don't come home to cook?"