Chapter 234 1 Foot Soak
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Shen Shen Ru Yi
Chen Chuhui didn't say anything, he just looked at Dabao's feet and frowned when he saw a few blisters.
Luo Baozhen glanced over, saw Chen Chuhui's expression, and continued to praise, "My son is really sensible, serious and perseverant in his work, just like you."
Chen Chuhui watched Luo Baozhen wipe Dabao's face, then changed a towel and wiped his feet.
Luo Baozhen hadn't noticed that Chen Chuhui raised his hand to sniff her hand.
After wiping it off, Chen Chuhui coughed lightly and said, "I don't know about the others, but my feet are smelly, so just let me know."
Luo Baozhen couldn't hold it back and said with a smile: "What you said is so funny."
Chen Chuhui took away the basin, and when he came back, he was wearing slippers and carrying a large basin of water.
Luo Baozhen opened her eyes wide, "Why did you bring such a big basin of water?"
Chen Chuhui placed it in front of Luo Baozhen, "Warm yourself by the fire and wash your feet together."
Luo Baozhen looked at the steaming water and made no move yet.
"What's the matter, do you dislike it? I'll rinse it with cold water first."
Chen Chuhui thought, after flushing it, it wouldn't stink so much.
Luo Baozhen took off her cloth shoes, "No, I'm thinking about class tomorrow."
Putting his feet in, it was so hot that Luo Baozhen raised his feet and put them on the edge of the basin, "It's really hot."
"It will get cold later." Chen Chuhui tried to put it in one by one.
After getting used to the temperature, Luo Baozhen and Chen Chuhui put their faces in the basin and sighed with comfort.
Luo Baozhen compared the length of her feet with Chen Chuhui, "Your feet are big enough, no wonder you have to wear size 43."
Last time the army's new shoes arrived, Luo Baozhen saw the shoe size and knew the size, so she made a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles for Chen Chuhui.
Of course, Zhao Sanmiao helped make the soles of these shoes.
Chen Chuhui covered Luo Baozhen's feet, "Lesbians' feet are smaller."
Luo Baozhen's feet were probably not much longer than his palms.
Thinking about it this way, he became curious.
He directly put his hands into the water and moved his feet, trying to lift Luo Baozhen's feet.
This action made Luo Baozhen feel embarrassed. She thought Chen Chuhui was going to wash her feet, "No, I'll wash them myself!"
Luo Baozhen heard Chen Chuhui chuckle.
What Chen Chuhui was thinking was: My daughter-in-law’s skin is very white and tender everywhere.
The soles of my feet are not as rough as my own.
Seeing that Chen Chuhui hadn't let go, Luo Baozhen couldn't help but blush, "I've walked so much today, so my feet should smell a little bit."
Chen Chuhui raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Baozhen, then really helped Luo Baozhen wash the gaps between her toes, "It doesn't smell."
Luo Baozhen quickly took action herself, "Chen Chuhui, why are you washing it for me?"
"Who said you can't wash your wife's feet?" Chen Chuhui asked.
"No one seems to have said it." Luo Baozhen said blankly.
Luo Baozhen was a little calm, and she returned the favor by rubbing Chen Chuhui's insteps with her own feet.
"Are the soles of your feet a little cracked? I'll apply some clam oil to you later." Luo Baozhen said suddenly.
Chen Chuhui felt warm in his heart. Seeing Luo Baozhen thinking about him, he couldn't suppress the tenderness in his eyes.
After soaking her feet, Luo Baozhen followed Chen Chuhui who was carrying water and asked, "Is there any hot water in the pot?"
"There is still a little more, enough for you to wash your face and hands." Chen Chuhui kept it.
"That's not enough, I'll add some more."
Chen Chuhui poured the water out and said, "What else should I do?"
It was just a casual question at first, but Luo Baozhen glared at him inexplicably, "Don't ask about lesbians!"
Chen Chuhui seemed to understand something. He touched his nose and walked over, "I'll burn it. You go and wait by the fire."
The day was getting colder and colder. Luo Baozhen left the fire for a while, and her hands became cold.
"You can also bake here, it's okay." Luo Baozhen said exasperatedly.
Without Dabao coming out to disturb them from time to time, Luo Baozhen and Chen Chuhui felt very warm when they were together.
Luo Baozhen was also sitting on the pony, leaning against Chen Chuhui.
As Chen Chuhui spoke, the smell of alcohol could still be smelled.
Seeing Chen Chuhui's shadow on the wall, Luo Baozhen stared at it for a long time.
"What are you looking at?" Chen Chuhui turned his head and asked.
"look at you."
The shadow was no longer visible, and Luo Baozhen raised her head to look at Chen Chuhui.
The two looked at each other for less than three seconds.
Chen Chuhui's Adam's apple moved and he kissed her.
Luo Baozhen took the initiative to respond, and suddenly other fires were lit.
Although Chen Chuhui was not drunk, he was still drunk, and the kiss became more intense. He went straight to the kitchen and unbuttoned Luo Baozhen's clothes.
It's okay if he doesn't tease her, but if she teases him, Luo Baozhen never loses.
She felt a cool breeze rush into her back and couldn't help but shake her head a few times.
Chen Chuhui let go of his lips before he finished, "Daughter-in-law, wait for me on the bed."
Luo Baozhen opened her eyes and woke up. Finally, she remembered that she hadn't washed her face yet. She patted her face and said, "I, I'll wash it first."
Chen Chuhui saw Luo Baozhen's emotional look and looked at her with difficulty, "Okay, I'll wash up too."
When he got to bed, Chen Chuhui saw Luo Baozhen come into the room, and he got up and went to the kitchen.
Luo Baozhen lay down on the bed and waited for someone to come.
"Put some more water on the kitchen pot and see if there is any warm water for tomorrow."
Chen Chuhui walked in shirtless, "Yes, I added another piece of firewood."
Luo Baozhen raised her head and asked, "What else are you adding?"
Chen Chuhui didn't reply, but directly hugged the person into his arms. After rubbing him, he said in a hoarse voice: "I'll need hot water later."
When Luo Baozhen heard this, she suddenly understood, and she buried herself in Chen Chuhui's arms, "Oh."
Winter is a bit bad, so get active. When you sweat from behind, you don’t want to cover yourself with a quilt.
After the activity was over, Chen Chuhui covered others, and Luo Baozhen had to take out his hands.
If he was tired, Chen Chuhui was tired. He would take care of it for Luo Baozhen while he had to wipe himself.
At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, unknown to others, the lights in Chen Chuhui's kitchen were still on.
However, Chen Chuhui enjoyed it and did not feel tired.
What a joke, he had enjoyed it so much just now, and he would be willing to do it like this later!
However, Luo Baozhen, who had been "taken care of" well, had an itchy throat and a runny nose the next morning.
"Chen Chuhui, are you catching a cold?" Luo Baozhen sat up from the bed and sneezed twice in succession.
In all likelihood, he is suffering from cold. Even though there is a spiritual spring, he cannot withstand people being so presumptuous.
Luo Baozhen still knew it well.
Chen Chuhui asked Dabao to go to the table to have breakfast. He poured a glass of warm water for Luo Baozhen, "Go to the hospital?"
Luo Baozhen replied with a nasal voice: "No, this little thing will be cured by itself in a few days. Come back this afternoon and I will make some ginger tea to drink."
Chen Chuhui felt guilty. He only cared about his own happiness last night.
"I'll come back from class this afternoon. If I feel worse, I'll go to the hospital. I..."
Chen Chuhui also wanted to say that he would accompany him, but suddenly he thought that he would not be able to go due to a meeting in the afternoon.
I had to change my words, "I came back late this afternoon. I asked Shengli to come over and help look after Dabao, and asked Mrs. Zhang to accompany you to take a look."
Luo Baozhen glanced over, saw Chen Chuhui's expression, and continued to praise, "My son is really sensible, serious and perseverant in his work, just like you."
Chen Chuhui watched Luo Baozhen wipe Dabao's face, then changed a towel and wiped his feet.
Luo Baozhen hadn't noticed that Chen Chuhui raised his hand to sniff her hand.
After wiping it off, Chen Chuhui coughed lightly and said, "I don't know about the others, but my feet are smelly, so just let me know."
Luo Baozhen couldn't hold it back and said with a smile: "What you said is so funny."
Chen Chuhui took away the basin, and when he came back, he was wearing slippers and carrying a large basin of water.
Luo Baozhen opened her eyes wide, "Why did you bring such a big basin of water?"
Chen Chuhui placed it in front of Luo Baozhen, "Warm yourself by the fire and wash your feet together."
Luo Baozhen looked at the steaming water and made no move yet.
"What's the matter, do you dislike it? I'll rinse it with cold water first."
Chen Chuhui thought, after flushing it, it wouldn't stink so much.
Luo Baozhen took off her cloth shoes, "No, I'm thinking about class tomorrow."
Putting his feet in, it was so hot that Luo Baozhen raised his feet and put them on the edge of the basin, "It's really hot."
"It will get cold later." Chen Chuhui tried to put it in one by one.
After getting used to the temperature, Luo Baozhen and Chen Chuhui put their faces in the basin and sighed with comfort.
Luo Baozhen compared the length of her feet with Chen Chuhui, "Your feet are big enough, no wonder you have to wear size 43."
Last time the army's new shoes arrived, Luo Baozhen saw the shoe size and knew the size, so she made a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles for Chen Chuhui.
Of course, Zhao Sanmiao helped make the soles of these shoes.
Chen Chuhui covered Luo Baozhen's feet, "Lesbians' feet are smaller."
Luo Baozhen's feet were probably not much longer than his palms.
Thinking about it this way, he became curious.
He directly put his hands into the water and moved his feet, trying to lift Luo Baozhen's feet.
This action made Luo Baozhen feel embarrassed. She thought Chen Chuhui was going to wash her feet, "No, I'll wash them myself!"
Luo Baozhen heard Chen Chuhui chuckle.
What Chen Chuhui was thinking was: My daughter-in-law’s skin is very white and tender everywhere.
The soles of my feet are not as rough as my own.
Seeing that Chen Chuhui hadn't let go, Luo Baozhen couldn't help but blush, "I've walked so much today, so my feet should smell a little bit."
Chen Chuhui raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Baozhen, then really helped Luo Baozhen wash the gaps between her toes, "It doesn't smell."
Luo Baozhen quickly took action herself, "Chen Chuhui, why are you washing it for me?"
"Who said you can't wash your wife's feet?" Chen Chuhui asked.
"No one seems to have said it." Luo Baozhen said blankly.
Luo Baozhen was a little calm, and she returned the favor by rubbing Chen Chuhui's insteps with her own feet.
"Are the soles of your feet a little cracked? I'll apply some clam oil to you later." Luo Baozhen said suddenly.
Chen Chuhui felt warm in his heart. Seeing Luo Baozhen thinking about him, he couldn't suppress the tenderness in his eyes.
After soaking her feet, Luo Baozhen followed Chen Chuhui who was carrying water and asked, "Is there any hot water in the pot?"
"There is still a little more, enough for you to wash your face and hands." Chen Chuhui kept it.
"That's not enough, I'll add some more."
Chen Chuhui poured the water out and said, "What else should I do?"
It was just a casual question at first, but Luo Baozhen glared at him inexplicably, "Don't ask about lesbians!"
Chen Chuhui seemed to understand something. He touched his nose and walked over, "I'll burn it. You go and wait by the fire."
The day was getting colder and colder. Luo Baozhen left the fire for a while, and her hands became cold.
"You can also bake here, it's okay." Luo Baozhen said exasperatedly.
Without Dabao coming out to disturb them from time to time, Luo Baozhen and Chen Chuhui felt very warm when they were together.
Luo Baozhen was also sitting on the pony, leaning against Chen Chuhui.
As Chen Chuhui spoke, the smell of alcohol could still be smelled.
Seeing Chen Chuhui's shadow on the wall, Luo Baozhen stared at it for a long time.
"What are you looking at?" Chen Chuhui turned his head and asked.
"look at you."
The shadow was no longer visible, and Luo Baozhen raised her head to look at Chen Chuhui.
The two looked at each other for less than three seconds.
Chen Chuhui's Adam's apple moved and he kissed her.
Luo Baozhen took the initiative to respond, and suddenly other fires were lit.
Although Chen Chuhui was not drunk, he was still drunk, and the kiss became more intense. He went straight to the kitchen and unbuttoned Luo Baozhen's clothes.
It's okay if he doesn't tease her, but if she teases him, Luo Baozhen never loses.
She felt a cool breeze rush into her back and couldn't help but shake her head a few times.
Chen Chuhui let go of his lips before he finished, "Daughter-in-law, wait for me on the bed."
Luo Baozhen opened her eyes and woke up. Finally, she remembered that she hadn't washed her face yet. She patted her face and said, "I, I'll wash it first."
Chen Chuhui saw Luo Baozhen's emotional look and looked at her with difficulty, "Okay, I'll wash up too."
When he got to bed, Chen Chuhui saw Luo Baozhen come into the room, and he got up and went to the kitchen.
Luo Baozhen lay down on the bed and waited for someone to come.
"Put some more water on the kitchen pot and see if there is any warm water for tomorrow."
Chen Chuhui walked in shirtless, "Yes, I added another piece of firewood."
Luo Baozhen raised her head and asked, "What else are you adding?"
Chen Chuhui didn't reply, but directly hugged the person into his arms. After rubbing him, he said in a hoarse voice: "I'll need hot water later."
When Luo Baozhen heard this, she suddenly understood, and she buried herself in Chen Chuhui's arms, "Oh."
Winter is a bit bad, so get active. When you sweat from behind, you don’t want to cover yourself with a quilt.
After the activity was over, Chen Chuhui covered others, and Luo Baozhen had to take out his hands.
If he was tired, Chen Chuhui was tired. He would take care of it for Luo Baozhen while he had to wipe himself.
At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, unknown to others, the lights in Chen Chuhui's kitchen were still on.
However, Chen Chuhui enjoyed it and did not feel tired.
What a joke, he had enjoyed it so much just now, and he would be willing to do it like this later!
However, Luo Baozhen, who had been "taken care of" well, had an itchy throat and a runny nose the next morning.
"Chen Chuhui, are you catching a cold?" Luo Baozhen sat up from the bed and sneezed twice in succession.
In all likelihood, he is suffering from cold. Even though there is a spiritual spring, he cannot withstand people being so presumptuous.
Luo Baozhen still knew it well.
Chen Chuhui asked Dabao to go to the table to have breakfast. He poured a glass of warm water for Luo Baozhen, "Go to the hospital?"
Luo Baozhen replied with a nasal voice: "No, this little thing will be cured by itself in a few days. Come back this afternoon and I will make some ginger tea to drink."
Chen Chuhui felt guilty. He only cared about his own happiness last night.
"I'll come back from class this afternoon. If I feel worse, I'll go to the hospital. I..."
Chen Chuhui also wanted to say that he would accompany him, but suddenly he thought that he would not be able to go due to a meeting in the afternoon.
I had to change my words, "I came back late this afternoon. I asked Shengli to come over and help look after Dabao, and asked Mrs. Zhang to accompany you to take a look."
