Chapter 30: Do my aunt’s feet feel comfortable to touch?
Chu Fang, who had just changed her clothes, suddenly heard a sound of soul resonance coming from outside the door, as if it was the release of some kind of emotion. She was immediately frightened and rushed out, only to see her best friend sitting there steadily.

"What's going on? What happened just now?" He quickly walked to Zheng Yanru's side and looked at her carefully. Only then did he notice that his best friend's face was flushed, even to her neck and ears.

"Nothing, nothing."

"I just accidentally hit my toe, so I screamed in pain." The pretty rich woman subconsciously turned her face to the side, not daring to look at her bestie, and whispered softly: "Sister, I made you worry, I... I'm fine."

Little rascal! Little rascal!
I struggled so hard, but he still held on tightly and even scratched my palm. He was really getting worse and worse and more naughty.

Zheng Yanru's heart was filled with resentment towards someone, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable feeling brewing. She had to say that the moment he grabbed her hand, it seemed as if a mysterious force had struck deep into her heart, especially when she scratched her palm lightly. That kind of tingling and numb feeling was like millions of ants crawling all over her body.
"Ouch."

"You are too careless."

Chu Fang breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at her son who acted as if nothing had happened, and said unhappily, "Seeing your aunt in so much pain, why didn't you get her a bottle of safflower oil? You just sat there stupidly, how could you not be smart at all?"

Yu Xiaocheng was embarrassed. He glanced at the pretty rich woman beside him and found that she was glaring at him fiercely. He quickly stood up and asked, "Auntie Zheng, where is the medicine box?"

"no need."

"It doesn't hurt much anymore."

The pretty rich woman stared at him with sharp eyes, and there was a hint of hatred in her soft words.

"How can that be done?"

"It would be troublesome if you hurt your bones."

"I'd better go get the medicine box."

After Chu Fang finished speaking, she walked towards a room, leaving Yu Xiaocheng and Zheng Yanru alone in the living room again.

In the quiet and silent atmosphere, the two of them kept sitting side by side. Yu Xiaocheng secretly looked at the pretty rich woman next to him, and their eyes happened to meet. The next second, Yu Xiaocheng moved his eyes back.

"You little rascal!"

The pretty, mature, wealthy woman bit her lip and said angrily, "You are getting more and more outrageous!"

"How do I know you're so ticklish?"

Yu Xiaocheng shrank his head, and said with a smile in embarrassment: "Then add it back?"

"Add your head!"

The pretty rich woman rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, "It depends on your performance. If you perform well, I'll add you back. If you don't perform well, forget about it in this life!"

As soon as the words fell,
Chu Fang came back with a medicine box, sat next to her best friend, and took out a bottle of safflower oil from the box.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Yu Xiaocheng, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, took the safflower oil from his mother and reached out to help her take off the slipper on her left foot, revealing a pair of flawless white feet. The beautiful feet of the pretty rich woman were petite and exquisite, and her toes were as delicate as pearls, making people want to hold them in their hands and play with them carefully.

When Yu Xiaocheng's fingers touched the rich woman's toes, stroking and pinching them gently, the warmth from his fingers and the coolness of the safflower oil mixed together, and an indescribable feeling swept over his body.

The feeling of shame kept gushing out from the bottom of her heart, but the words to stop it were stuck in her throat. She wanted to say it but couldn't, especially because her best friend was sitting next to her. What's more, this best friend was the mother of the little man who touched her toes!

"Be gentle! Be gentle!"

"Be careful not to hurt your aunt." Chu Fang frowned and warned her son seriously.

"Oh"

Yu Xiaocheng responded.

Then he applied some safflower oil on his fingers and gently kneaded the delicate toes, occasionally touching the gaps between the toes with his fingertips.

uh-huh
The pretty, mature and wealthy woman pinched her thigh, trying to use the pain to dispel the inexplicable feeling all over her body, but it was completely useless. The touch from her toes was like a strong electric current rushing into her body, affecting every corner of her body in the blink of an eye.

"Okay."

"Stop applying safflower oil." Zheng Yanru tried to stay awake to avoid being noticed by her best friend beside her. She whispered softly, "Xiaocheng, thank you."

"fine."

"This is what I should do."

Yu Xiaocheng raised his head and smiled at her, with a hint of mischief and malice in his smile, and then asked, "Auntie Zheng? Is the service quality okay? On a scale of one to five, can you please rate it?"

The pretty rich woman was suddenly stunned and glanced at the little scoundrel beside her. She felt angry, anxious and helpless. It was obvious that this was a conspiracy. If she gave him five points, it would mean that she could add him back on WeChat. If she didn't give him five points, his mother would sit next to her and her bestie would be embarrassed.

"Auntie will definitely give you five points."

The pretty rich woman pursed her lips and smiled at him, with a fierce gleam in her eyes.

"Your praise is my motivation to move forward. I will continue to work hard in the future."

Before Xiao Cheng could finish his words, his mother patted him on the back of his head and took the bottle of safflower oil from his hand.

"Don't be funny."

"Clean up the table and then send your aunt to the company." Chu Fang said unhappily.

"Oh"

Yu Xiaocheng cleaned the table and washed the dishes.

When he came out of the kitchen, the pretty rich woman was already wearing high heels and waiting for him at the door.

"sister"

"I'm going to work."

"Please close the doors and windows for me before you leave." Zheng Yanru reminded.

"Do not worry."

Chu Fang nodded and looked at her own son: "Cheng Cheng, drive slowly and be careful on the road."

"know."

Yu Xiaocheng put on his shoes and went out with the pretty rich woman.

The two walked all the way to the underground parking lot, remaining silent with each other.

Yu Xiaocheng opened the back door for the rich woman, but Zheng Yanru turned a blind eye to it, walked silently to the passenger seat, and opened the door herself.

Alas, women!
Yu Xiaocheng pursed his lips, returned to the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and said softly, "Fasten your seat belts, we're off."

"Wait a moment."

Zheng Yanru suddenly spoke.

Yu Xiaocheng turned his head and looked at her in confusion.

The pretty, mature, wealthy woman leaned over, raised her hand and stretched out a green jade finger, gently tapped his forehead, and said angrily: "If you dare to do this again, I will be really angry!"

This time Yu Xiaocheng didn't argue, he just smiled innocently.

When the vehicle drove out of the community and entered the main road, the atmosphere returned to its previous quietness.

The pretty rich woman tilted her head and looked at the pedestrians on the roadside, but her mind was in a mess and she didn't know why. The feeling of him kneading her toes still lingered in her heart.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. Looking at this little man driving, her mind suddenly skipped a beat and she asked softly:
"little rascal"

"Are your feet comfortable to touch?"

(End of this chapter)