Huang Xing squats down and wants to remove shoes and socks for Fu Jie.

Fu Jie's feet shrank back and shook her head. She was obviously not used to letting others do such work.

But Huang Xing still lost no time to catch her feet, gently, take off her slippers, and then roll up her trouser legs and take off her socks.

Fu Jie's face was full of shyness. Since ancient times, a faithful woman has always been afraid to expose her feet in front of men. Although feet do not belong to one of the private parts, they are also enough to make men chase and worship.

Huang Xing carefully put Fujie's smooth feet into warm water. Fu Jie was very quiet, which proved that the water temperature was just right. Then Huang Xing began to gently rub the warm water on her ankles. He felt that it was a very beautiful scene, and the feet were so beautiful that they were exquisite, delicate, soft and smooth. The delicate capillaries are faintly reflected, which not only does not affect its beauty, but also adds a sense of reality to this wonderful work of art.

Fu Jie lowered her head and quietly looked at Huang Xing, who focused on washing her feet. She was deeply moved.

Huang Xing asked tentatively: is the water temperature OK?

Fu Jie nodded slightly: just right. But how can I always feel that I am so corrupt?

Huang Xing stressed: don't talk nonsense! It's my pleasure to serve you. In the future, let me wash your feet every day.

In one case, men have to be cheap. That's when it comes to love or beauty. Fu Jie's beauty is astonishing and inspiring. Any normal man worships and adores her. Who doesn't regard serving Fu Jie as a kind of supreme luxury?

Therefore, even if it is to help Fu Jie bathe his feet, it is also a luxury for Huang Xing. He can appreciate and touch her crystal clear feet so close, that kind of delicacy and beauty makes Huang Xing's heart surge with the heat. Her feet are also filled with a special fragrance, so that, in the heat of the rippling, also contaminated with aura, fragrance everywhere, overflowing the whole house.

Perhaps in order to resolve the embarrassment of this situation, Fu Jie tries to use other topics to ease each other's attention: by the way, Huang Xing, when I announce the appointment tomorrow, should I appoint Bao Shijie first, or should I announce Ouyang Mengjiao first?

Huang Xing suddenly Leng for a while, casually said a sentence, all the same. But as soon as he spoke, he realized the secret. Obviously, although Fu Jie is kind and upright, she still takes the initiative to fight back when she is challenged by Ouyang Mengjiao. On the surface, this order of appointment does not matter, but in fact it is a disguised game. If we put the announcement of Ouyang Mengjiao's position after the appointment of Bao Shijie, it is easy for the participants to think that Ouyang Mengjiao's position is not even as important as Bao Shijie's.

Fu Jie then asked: do you think it's really the same?

Huang Xing changed his mouth: of course not. However, I think Ouyang supervision should be announced first.

Ah? Fu Jie is obviously not satisfied with Huang Xing's answer, and frowns slightly: so, you are still on her side.

Huang Xing shook his head: No. Of course I'm on your side. However, as the saying goes, things go against the extreme. If even a meeting of appointment and appointment is so intriguing, it will cause adverse effects and even counterproductive consequences.

scheme against each other? Fu Jie sighed: she is intriguing me!

Huang Xingdao: my suggestion is to respond to changes with constancy. First static, then dynamic. I don't move when I move, but I move when I'm still.

Fu Jie pondered Huang Xing's words: it sounds reasonable. All right, just do what you say.

Huang Xing said with a smile: I'm just a personal point of view. You don't have to take it too seriously.

Fu Jie's eyes reflect a special charm. As if, her heart is still in the five flavor rolling. She breathed a deep breath, many imagination, in the mind, lingering.

Twenty minutes later, Huang Xing realized that the washing time was too long, but he couldn't bear to let go of her delicate feet. The smooth feeling of holding it, the fragrance of a woman, had made him intoxicated. But now, he has to stop for a while. Because the water has become a little cold.

Huang Xingchong Fu Jie suggested: I'll add some more water, and you can soak for a while.

Fu Jie widened her eyes and asked the teacher: do I have so many dirty feet that I need to wash them so many times?

Huang Xing quickly explained: No, No. Mainly

The real reason is that Huang Xing is naturally shy to speak. He couldn't tell her that he was greedy for the softness of her jade feet and wanted to get in touch with it more.

As a last resort, Huang Xing took a towel and gently helped Fu Jie wipe his feet. After pouring out the foot lotion, Huang Xing comes back and puts on shoes and socks for Fu Jie. Fu Jie looked at Huang Xing and wanted to say something, but she felt that when she spoke, her face became more and more red.

Fu Jie looked at the busy Huang Xing and said, it's hard for you.

Huang Xing shook his head and said, "it's the greatest honor in my life to serve you all my life.

Poor mouth! Fu Jie scolded, looked up at the time on the wall clock, said: have a rest early, it's late.

Huang Xing was stunned. At this time, he realized a thorny problem: did he sleep with Fu Jie, or did he stand on his own in another bedroom?

Mainly, I can't find out Fu Jie's mind at present.

He did not want to embrace the beauty lightly and enter the dream together. What should have happened to each other before has happened. In principle, sleeping on the same pillow is not a taboo. But during this period of time, a lot of changes have taken place between the two people, and each other has become a lot of separation. If they want to sleep with Fu Jie, will Fu Jie be angry, and let this hard won feeling ease, and let all previous achievements be wasted?

Huang Xing is tangled, but Fu Jie has already stood up, stretched and walked towards the bedroom.

Huang Xing hesitated and followed. It seems that he has no other choice but to make further explorations.

Fu Jie saw Huang Xing follow in, immediately a Zheng.

Huang Xing plucked up his courage and said: I have to be with you and take care of you.

Fu Jie frowned: you... What do you want to do?

Huang Xing shook his head and said: you are injured now. It's not convenient to do anything.

Fujie's eyes even sprouted a bit of fear, and quickly said: No, no, you go to the next room. I can take care of myself by myself. OK?

Huang Xing was a little lost in his heart. He couldn't help but lose his soul for a moment. He asked: have we really become so born between us?

Fu Jie: what... What do you mean?

Yellow star secretly wry smile a, turn round. To be exact, at this moment, he doesn't have any evil thoughts. He just wants to protect Fu Jie and take care of her as much as he can. After all, she was hurt. And this injury, or for themselves!

wait! Fu Jie suddenly called out.

Huang Xing was pleasantly surprised. He turned his head and looked at Fu Jie, longing for the comfort of sleeping with a beautiful woman in his arms.

Fu Jie said: remember, remember to help me lock the door, recently the community is not very safe.

Huang Xing is a little lost, but he is still reluctant to walk out of Fu Jie's bedroom.

It seems that they are really separated from each other!

Fu Jie has been on guard against and against his heart.

Huang Xing went to the door, is ready to lock the door from the inside, but suddenly heard outside a few miscellaneous footsteps, footsteps in the door suddenly stopped, and then, someone rang the doorbell.

Who will come so late?

Is Fu Zhenxin worried about her sister?

Very likely! Huang Xing guessed in his heart, trying to see who was outside through cat's eyes, but because the voice control light was not on, he could only see the darkness.

Damn voice lights! Huang Xing gets angry when he mentions the voice control lamp. It's not only in Fu Jie's community, but also in his own community. Although the voice control lamp is convenient and convenient, it's estimated that the sensitivity of the voice control lamp has been lowered in order to save electricity. At night, the sound of footsteps can't wake up the voice control switch. In the dark, he can only choose to cough hard to activate the voice control. In the long run, so many people are infected with such a disease-free moaning habits, even in peacetime, can't help coughing a few. Especially at night, the whole aisle of the unit is full of coughing, and the decibel value is getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, because you can't see who is outside, Huang Xing doesn't dare to open the door rashly.

After all, it's late at night!

Fu Jie also heard the movement, came out of the bedroom and came to the door.

"Who's here?" Fu Jie asked, also ready to look out from the cat's eye, but still nothing to see, dark.

Then the doorbell rang again. Fu Jie squints to see again, still can't see outside voice control light is on, for a time in the heart is very depressed. Suddenly, Huang Xing clenched his fist and punched the security door! Bang, Fu Jie was startled.

Fu Jie frowned and complained: what are you doing? Are you surprised?

Huang Xing didn't explain. He put his eyes to the cat's eyes and looked out. The voice control light finally came on.

But there's no one outside.

Fu Jie also closely followed to look out, a Leng, understand the meaning of Huang Xinggang just that fist. But she didn't find out who rang the doorbell outside.

be gone? Fu Jie groaned tentatively.

Huang Xing put his ear on the door and listened to the movement. He said softly: it seems that he didn't go.

Fu Jie asked: what about the man? Where did he go?

Huang Xing was about to speak when suddenly the doorbell rang again.

Ghost! It's like a goddamn ghost! Huang Xing scolded in his heart and continued to look at the cat's eye. But at this time, the damned voice control light had turned off automatically, and the outside was dark again.

Fu Jie is in a hurry. She wants to open the door from inside and see who is outside.

But he was held by Huang Xing.

Huang Xing shook his head and said: don't rush to open the door. If it's so late, Fu Jie's long eyelashes suddenly stand up: don't scare me.