You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Ah? Is it too hot?" Shen Jie asked in panic.

"No, no, it's just right." Xiao Yao said, "It's quite comfortable."

This is the truth. Xiao Yao felt even warmer in his heart than the care of his feet by hot water.

This was obviously the first time for the young lady to wash someone else's feet - she clumsily stirred the hot water with her hands, and from time to time she held Xiao Yao's ankles or soles and rubbed them with her fingers.

Her hands are so beautiful, Xiao Yao thought.

Although she is not tall, Shen Jie has very long fingers. It seems a pity that she does not learn piano.

Yu Luying's hands still have calluses, but Shen Jie's hands are thin, long, slender, smooth and tender, which fully demonstrates that she is not a working person.

Xiao Yao felt that it was a bit of a waste of God's gift to let such a pair of hands wash his feet.

"I'll do it myself..." Xiao Yao said softly.

Shen Jie had inserted her fingers into Xiao Yao's fingers, rubbing them up and down: "No, don't you feel pain all over your body?"

"..." Xiao Yao felt mixed emotions and felt a little uncomfortable: "Wife... Thank you, I am very touched."

Shen Jie smiled and said, "You're not angry with me anymore?"

"How can I be angry with you like this?" Xiao Yao laughed.

"Look at my apology. It's sincere enough." Shen Jie wiped her hands with a towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

"Wife, you must be an angel from heaven." Xiao Yao said sincerely.

Shen Jie lifted Xiao Yao's feet, placed them on the edge of the basin, and wiped them dry with a towel: "I know."

"Let me wash you too." Xiao Yao said.

"No," Shen Jie refused, "You must have bad intentions.

When Xiao Yao was putting on his slippers, he accidentally stepped on the side of the basin. Shen Jie hurriedly straightened him up, but a few drops of water still flew out and landed on Shen Jie's feet, leaving several dark water stains on her skin-colored stockings.

Shen Jie made an unpleasant "tsk" sound.

Xiao Yao put on his slippers, pulled Shen Jie to sit on the edge of the bed, sat on a small stool himself, held up Shen Jie's feet with one hand, and took off her socks with the other hand.

Chapter 89 Sharing a Pillow II

2023-01-22

Shen Jie made an unpleasant "tsk" sound.

Xiao Yao put on his slippers, pulled Shen Jie to sit on the edge of the bed, sat on a small stool himself, held up Shen Jie's feet with one hand, and took off her socks with the other hand.

After thinking for a while, he retracted his hand and put his feet and socks into the water.

Suddenly, the entire sole of the foot and most of the sock shaft were submerged in the water, with only 2-3cm of the sock shaft still above the water.

"You're sick!" Shen Jie cursed and tried to kick him with her other foot, but was grabbed by Xiao Yao.

The two of them were in a stalemate for two seconds, and Shen Jie reluctantly put her other foot into the basin.

"Wait a moment." Xiao Yao stood up, ran to the soap room, took a piece of laundry soap, and turned back.

He first picked up Shen Jie's right foot, placed it on the basin, and carefully applied soap to the sole of the foot.

The water-soaked socks appear darker than usual and reflect a beautiful luster under the light.

There were a few lighter spots on the girl's instep, which were bubbles in her socks. When Xiao Yao applied soap, he subconsciously wanted to smooth out these bubbles, but they were so tenacious that they defended the air from the invasion of water.

Water dripped from the thickened layer of the girl's socks, some of which flowed back into the basin, and the rest flowed onto the ground. The soaked socks clung tightly to the girl's feet, and Xiao Yao smoothed out some wrinkles when he applied soap, but created some new ones.

After applying soap to the soles of her feet, he lifted Shen Jie's feet and applied soap to the soles of her feet.

There were some black and dirty spots on the front part of her feet, especially near the toes. Xiao Yao knew that it was because she stepped on the ground with her bare feet when she was swinging on the swing.

"Look." Xiao Yao lifted up her paw and asked her to look.

Sure enough, after Shen Jie saw it, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face: "Do you hate it?"

Xiao Yao deliberately applied two more layers of soap on the dirty parts and rubbed them between the girl's five fingers. The velvet fabric connected to the toes also deformed under such rubbing, expanding its tension.

After applying the soap, put her right foot back into the water, then pick up her left foot and repeat the same process.

"Okay, I'll do it myself." Shen Jie said.

Xiao Yao nodded and watched the girl lift her left foot out of the water. In the waterfall, she reached out and grabbed the edge of the sock, pulled it off backwards, threw it into the basin, and then her right foot.

Then, he rubbed his bare feet carefully.

After the girl finished washing her feet, Xiao Yao took the plastic basin and poured the water into the stone pool between the soap slices.

"Then..." Shen Jie leaned against the closet and watched Xiao Yao stuff the plastic basin under the bed: "I'm going back to my room. You should rest early. You should study hard for the exam."

Xiao Yao stood up, walked to Shen Jie, and reached out to grab her shirt sleeve: "Today... don't leave."

"Ah?" Shen Jie was startled: "No way."

Xiao Yao shook Shen Jie's arm.

"Stop making trouble, don't act like a child," Shen Jie pushed the hand that was grabbing her arm away, "Be mature and be good."

"No, look," Xiao Yao said, "I was injured today for my bravery, right? Then you pushed me and hit my head, right? Although it doesn't seem to be a big problem now, my head still hurts a little and I feel dizzy all the time.

"Let's think about the worst case scenario. What if it's a mild concussion? What if there are internal injuries or sequelae?" Xiao Yao described it vividly: "Should we leave a family member to accompany him for observation? Is that safer?"

"Are you addicted to scamming people?" Shen Jie laughed angrily.

"You should have seen those lonely old people living alone. No one noticed their death. After two or three months..."

"Alright, alright, stop it," Shen Jie made a STOP gesture, "Don't talk to me anymore. I'm telling you, Shen Tianyun lives next door. If I don't go back, won't I be a joke to the kids?"

"What joke are you looking at?" Xiao Yao straightened his waist and said, "She is the joke!"

"?" Shen Jie was confused.

"A joke... the result of something?" Xiao Yao thought about the wording for a moment and said, "No, don't you still believe me? It's not like we've been together before, right?"

"Gouzi, this is not a question of trust or not." Shen Jie put her hands on Xiao Yao's shoulders seriously. "Listen to me, I was worried about Tianyun. You know what kind of kids in sports schools are like. She used to stay out all night, right? Aren't you a scholar? You must know about Meng's mother moving three times, right? If the two of us... you say, we are all about the same age, what kind of good example can we set?"

Xiao Yao didn't quite agree, but seeing that Shen Jie was hard to convince, he gave in and said, "Okay then... let me kiss you before you leave."

"Go away!" Shen Jie said with a smile, "You are getting too much, aren't you?"

"?"

After Shen Jie left, Xiao Yao tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

The final exams are almost here, and it’s not a good idea to suffer from insomnia at this time.

Xiao Yao turned over, turned sideways, and unconsciously touched the empty space on the bed beside him with his hand.

Everyone is familiar with the idiom "can't sleep alone", but its origin is no longer traceable.

The Book of Songs says, "I long for a beautiful lady day and night. But when I cannot find her, I yearn for her. I am so carefree, tossing and turning."

Li Bai wrote in “Drinking Alone Under the Moon, No. 3” “After getting drunk, I lost track of the world and fell asleep alone on my pillow.” He was just one can of beer away from achieving this state of mind.

Xiao Yao wanted to listen to some music to help him sleep, but then he remembered that his Walkman was confiscated by Song Haijian.

Then he started to feel hungry again and regretted not eating enough at Zhongyi Fast Food in the evening.

Qian Zhongshu wrote in "Fortress Besieged" that days that last as long as the days without bread and sleepless nights are not as long and difficult as the sleepless nights due to lack of bread.

He considered going out for a midnight snack, but he didn't have the energy to move.

At least now I can have midnight snacks whenever I want without having to haggle over a few or tens of dollars. This is also a blessing in life.

As for those who live off of others… just eat the soft rice and the hard rice. For a man, being able to eat soft rice is a skill. Not everyone is qualified!

……

……

As I was daydreaming, I felt vaguely sleepy - it felt like I was asleep, but also like I wasn't asleep.

I had a dream, but it seemed like I wasn’t dreaming.

"Ding, ding, ding." The old-fashioned wall clock in the room rang out loud, waking Xiao Yao from his light sleep, and he could no longer fall asleep.

Awake, completely awake, I have never been so awake in my life.

Then, Xiao Yao saw the dark shadow standing in front of the bed. He was horrified and felt a chill in his nose. He almost cried out.

Then, the dark shadow stretched out his hand and tucked the blanket around Xiao Yao.

Her movements were very gentle. Xiao Yao thought of the nights when he had a fever as a child and his mother tucked him in just as gently.

But, why did such a mother betray her father in the end... She not only betrayed her father, but also betrayed...

Shen Jie tucked the blanket in for Xiao Yao and did not leave immediately. Instead, she half-knelt down and looked at the boy's face.

Xiao Yao held his breath and squinted his eyes to observe secretly.

After watching for about a minute and a half, the girl sighed, held the edge of the bed and tried to stand up, but Xiao Yao grabbed her arm.

Now it was Shen Jie's turn to be shocked. She cried out softly, and her other arm was also held in Xiao Yao's hand.

"What are you doing—ah."

Xiao Yao used both hands to pull the girl towards him. Shen Jie lost her balance and her upper body fell straight onto Xiao Yao.

"Mom." Xiao Yao made a sound that sounded like a dream talk.

Shen Jie looked at Xiao Yao's face suspiciously, wondering if he was sleepwalking, but the latter opened his eyes: "Stay with me for a while, just a while, and go back when I fall asleep."

"No - no!" The girl wanted to get up, but Xiao Yao's strength seemed to be incredibly great, and he held her tightly.

There was a bit of pulling back and forth until the girl lay on the edge of the bed.

"Just one hour." The girl reached out and took Xiao Yao's phone and set the alarm for herself.

"Okay." Xiao Yao nodded repeatedly.

"I really want to strangle you to death," Shen Jie deliberately made a pinching gesture with her hands. "I find you to be extremely shameless, even more shameless than a gangster."

"Raise your head." Xiao Yao saw that his goal had been achieved, so he naturally didn't care about Shen Jie's half-truthful insults. Instead, he said self-deprecatingly, "Otherwise, how would I be mixed up with hooligans like Brother Long and Daiyu?"

"Xu Jiefei is just a hooligan," Shen Jie glared at him and raised her neck a little so that Xiao Yao could put his arm through her neck. "They all know how to respect girls better than you."

Xiao Yao placed his right arm under Shen Jie's neck and held her in his arms with his left arm, feeling comfortable.

"I was wrong, wife, change it."

"Don't talk to me! Go to sleep! If you keep beeping I'll leave!"

Xiao Yao closed his mouth and eyes tightly.

……

……

Holy shit, this is different than what I imagined!

Can't sleep at all.

The reason why he couldn’t sleep was not because he had any evil thoughts, but...how to put it?

Xiao Yao always thought that sleeping with a girl in his arms was as comfortable as sleeping with a pillow or a stuffed bear.

At this moment he realized that this was just like "a girl's underwear must be a full set of pure white", which was just an ignorant delusion of a virgin man.

First, his right hand was heavy - the girl's head and the stuffed animal pillow were simply not in the same quality class.

Secondly, you can twist and turn as you like while hugging a stuffed pillow, but you can’t while hugging a girl.

Xiao Yao wanted to move, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up Shen Jie (if she was asleep).

Xiao Yao felt his nose was a little itchy. He held on for half a minute before he retracted his left hand and gently tickled the tip of his nose.

"Don't move." The girl whimpered.

Look, it's coming.

Xiao Yao's cheeks began to itch again, and he concluded that the culprit for his itching here and there was Shen Jie's hair.

So he leaned his head back.

Well, that's much better.

In the silence, he listened to Shen Jie's breathing, neither light nor heavy.