The ups and downs of Guan Zhisheng's sentence made her cheeks hot again.

Guo Zitong said to himself, "brother Zhisheng, it seems a little early."

"It's late. We've known each other for a long time. It's almost half a year since the blind date. I didn't grasp the opportunity before. From now on, I'll hurry up. When I come back from a business trip, I'll arrange for our parents to meet formally."

Guo Zitong quickly changed the topic, "brother Zhisheng, after you massage me, my two feet don't hurt. How can you think of massaging my feet?"

Guan Zhisheng continued to massage slowly from the soles of her feet and moved up to her lower legs. He didn't hurry or slow and said, "I'll see you walk at noon and turn your feet from time to time."

"So, after lunch, you want me to have a rest in the western restaurant before you go."

Guan Zhisheng nodded in response.

Guo Zitong's instant happiness was full, and her heart was sweet.

It's nice to have a doctor's boyfriend. When walking with her, he found that he had a problem walking. He also wanted to help me observe carefully. He didn't dislike being dirty. He helped me massage. Any pain on my feet disappeared instantly.

I think I almost lost this excellent brother in order to resist my mother. Fortunately, he picked her up.

If she misses such a good man, she will regret all her life.

Finally, after the massage, Guan Zhisheng put down her left foot.

Guo Zitong immediately stood up and walked barefoot on the floor. He said happily, "brother Zhisheng, my feet don't hurt now. Your hands are really God. There's no pain in my feet after massaging me."

Guan Zhisheng came to her, a princess hugged her, picked her up and put her back on the sofa.

Guo Zitong, who was walking on the floor, suddenly lifted his feet off the ground. Before he realized what was going on, he was put on the sofa by brother Zhisheng.

She hasn't recovered yet.

Guan Zhisheng half bent down and put her on the sofa. Then, he slowly knelt down on one knee beside her.

Guo Zitong: what's the situation?

This... This posture

Look flustered.

She likes watching those romantic TV dramas. She often sees men kneeling down on one knee to her girlfriend, but she doesn't feel it at all.

Now Brother Zhisheng suddenly kneels in front of her in such a posture.

She felt her arms become wings and soar in the sky.

Guan Zhisheng didn't look at her and said calmly, "it's so cold that you can't walk on the floor barefoot. It's easy to catch cold."

He grabbed a sock on the sofa, lowered his head, raised her right foot to help her put it on.

Guo Zitong hurriedly retracted his feet, "brother Zhisheng, I wear it myself."

Guan Zhisheng grabbed her feet. "Sit down and don't move."

Guo Zitong instantly turned into a puppet and let Guan Zhisheng help her put on her socks. After putting them on, he went to the desk and picked up the flat shoes on the floor to help her put them on.

Guo Zitong looked at the man in front of her, massaged her, and put on socks and shoes for her. Her nose was sour, her eyes were filled with tears, moved her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "brother Zhisheng, thank you!"

Hearing the change of her voice, Guan Zhisheng raised his eyes and looked at her. Then he wrinkled his nose. "Smelly girl, you can't move your tears. You want to kill me."

Guo Zitong: "

"If you cry, I will be anxious. Don't cry or shed tears in the future."

Guo Zitong "poof" laughed, and a tear came out of the corner of his eye, "brother Zhisheng, my tears are happy tears."

Guan Zhisheng looked at her tears, raised his right hand and gently wiped them off with his finger. "Laugh when you are happy. Don't cry. I'm anxious when I see your tears."

PS: good night