Chapter 33: Chapter 33 My Feet Don’t Stink Chapter 33: Chapter 33 My Feet Don’t Stink “Master, just pull over by the side of the road,” said Chen Cheng from the back seat to the designated driver.
After getting out of the car, he noticed that Xiao ier, who usually waited at the door, had not appeared.
The rolling shutter door of the noodle shop was half-closed, revealing only half of the door face, yet a warm, yellow light still shone from inside.
“Asleep?” Chen Cheng locked the car and stooped to go inside.
He looked up towards the staircase and saw that the light on the second floor was still on: “ier, are you there?”
“Xiao Cheng, you’re back?” Xiao ier’s voice ca from upstairs, followed by the sound of her walking with a heavy step followed by a light one.
Chen Cheng walked upstairs and said: “I thought you were resting.”
“Not yet.”
Xiao ier appeared at the top of the stairs, her face devoid of makeup and still rosy from a shower, her wet eyes inexplicably moving.
“Were you very busy today?” Chen Cheng walked up the stairs briskly, a strong scent of Red Flower Oil hitting his face, almost masking the fragrance of shower gel.
“ier, are you not feeling well?” He sharply sensed sothing was off.
Xiao ier tried to hide it, “It’s nothing, you go wash up.”
But Chen Cheng’s gaze had already fallen on her slightly tiptoed left foot.
He imdiately asked anxiously, “ier, what’s wrong with your foot?”
Unable to keep it secret, Xiao ier sighed lightly, “Mmm, I twisted it while cleaning this afternoon.
It’s nothing, I’ve already applied so Red Flower Oil.”
Chen Cheng frowned, “How can it be nothing?
Twisting your foot is not a minor issue!”
He supported Xiao ier to sit down on his bed.
“It’s really nothing, Xiao Cheng.” Xiao ier tried to stop him, but Chen Cheng insisted on checking.
Chen Cheng squatted down, holding her delicate foot in his hands to carefully examine her ankle.
As he gently pressed down on her ankle, Xiao ier hissed and took a sharp breath.
Chen Cheng looked up, only to unexpectedly find a hint of pinkish color faintly visible beneath the pale blue nightgown.
“It’s even swollen,” he continued: “At least two sizes bigger!”
“It’s not that exaggerated!” Xiao ier retracted her foot, “It’s truly nothing.”
“Change your clothes; I’ll take you to the hospital,” Chen Cheng stood up.
Xiao ier struggled to stand up, “Such a small injury, why go to the hospital?
It’ll be fine after a night’s sleep.”
However, Chen Cheng did not listen to her and went straight to the closet, rummaging through it.
“What are you looking for?”
Ignorant of her refusal, Chen Cheng found a piece of clothing.
“You are in this state, don’t argue with ,” Chen Cheng said as he pulled out a black object.
When he turned around, he realized what he was holding was actually a pair of lace panties, and the atmosphere suddenly beca sowhat awkward.
Xiao ier’s face turned red, and standing on tiptoe, she snatched away the item from Chen Cheng’s hands, “You little rascal, what are you randomly rummaging for!”
“Be good and change your clothes.
I’ll wait for you downstairs.”
“Got it.”
Chen Cheng hurried downstairs, and Xiao ier, watching his flustered retreat, couldn’t help but laugh.
About fifteen minutes later, Chen Cheng shouted from downstairs, “ier, are you ready?”
“Ready, ready.”
Only then did he go back up.
“Co up,” Chen Cheng squatted down.
Xiao ier was slightly startled before she understood Chen Cheng’s intention and softly said, “Xiao Cheng, I can walk by myself.”
But Chen Cheng insisted, “Your foot is injured and it’s inconvenient to walk.
I will carry you down.”
“Hurry!”
“What are you being fierce for?” Xiao ier said, as she carefully climbed onto Chen Cheng’s back, “It’s not like I said I wouldn’t do it.”
Chen Cheng stood up steadily, “How did you twist it?”
“I wanted to clean the place where we hung the banner before, and when I ca down, I didn’t stand firm.”
Xiao ier’s face had turned extrely red; she could feel Chen Cheng’s warm palm and broad back.
“Ah?
Did you fall anywhere else?”
Xiao ier shook her head, her damp hair brushing back and forth around Chen Cheng’s neck, stirring his restless heart.
“Xiao Cheng, let’s just forget it.”
“Just be good and listen, don’t worry about anything else.”
“Oh.”
After they went downstairs, Chen Cheng put Xiao ier down and locked the noodle shop’s door.
Then they hailed a taxi by the roadside and rushed towards the People’s Hospital.
…
After consultations and an X-ray, it was confird that Xiao ier had a soft tissue contusion.
The doctor prescribed treatnt, advising ice application and plenty of rest.
Sitting on the bench in the ergency room, Xiao ier’s thoughts drifted.
She rembered the way Chen Cheng had bustled about taking care of her, and a delayed sweetness began to bloom in her heart.
Ever since her grandmother passed away, it had been years since she felt cared for like this.
She thought she would live out the rest of her life strong and alone, never imagining the bullet fired twelve years ago, would strike her right between the eyes three days ago.
“E-er Sister, here.” Chen Cheng, who had gotten an ice pack from the nurse’s station, ca back to her side.
Chen Cheng crouched down, wanting to lift her leg.
But Xiao ier withdrew a bit hesitantly and said softly, “Maybe I should do it myself.”
Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head, “You’re not comfortable now, let do it.”
“But I just walked a while, and it’s so hot today, I’ve sweated.” Xiao ier was embarrassed, “And, there are so many people here…”
Chen Cheng said teasingly, “Afraid it slls?
Don’t worry about it.
Back when Shu Biao and the others played soccer, what sweaty feet haven’t I slled?”
“My feet don’t stink!~”
“Then that’s settled.” Seizing the opportunity, Chen Cheng lifted one of Xiao ier’s legs, “Does it feel cold?”
“His~” Xiao ier weakly responded, “It’s not cold, it’s okay.”
“If you feel it’s cold, I’ll just move it a bit further away,” Chen Cheng said with concern.
“It’s fine now.” Xiao ier’s face was burning hot, probably too warm for the ice pack to cool down.
Chen Cheng looked up and said, “You’re always so stubborn.
I said we should hire a cleaning crew, but you insisted on doing it yourself.”
“I did that for…”
Xiao ier was about to retort when she t Chen Cheng’s eagle-like gaze, intently fixed on her.
“The doctor said you need to rest,” Chen Cheng moved the ice pack slowly, “let’s not open the noodle shop for now.
As for Wanbao Hall, I’ll find soone to take care of it.”
“But…”
Chen Cheng looked up again, “Not listening again?”
“I’ll listen to you,” Xiao ier murmured.
“That’s more like it!”
Chen Cheng sat down on the ground, “You just focus on getting your foot better.
When we open for business, just show up looking all pretty.”
“Don’t sit on the floor, it’s very dirty,” Xiao ier cautioned him.
Chen Cheng smiled, “Then you’ll clean it for , won’t you?”
“I’m a patient!” Xiao ier replied defiantly.
“Ah?
Finally admitting you’re hurt, huh?” Chen Cheng grinned from ear to ear, “Didn’t you say it was nothing just a mont ago?”
Hearing this, Xiao ier lifted her other foot, attempting to “teach” this little rascal a lesson.
But Chen Cheng was quick, and he caught both her tender little white rabbits.
While admiring those elegantly fair arches, filled with infinite tenderness, his heart swayed and without resisting, he began to gently caress them.
Xiao ier was startled by this sudden touch, her heartbeat skipped a beat, her fingers clutched the fabric of her dress on her knees, and her eyes hurriedly averted.
“What are you doing?!”
Chen Cheng’s lips curved with a playful smile, eting her flustered gaze, “Just so dust, helping you wipe it off.”
Xiao ier saw his smug look; her heart was a mix of embarrassnt and annoyance.
“You’re teasing again!” She lightly kicked his chest with her foot.
“Ah!
You’re the Big Willow Tree with the shadowless kick?” Chen Cheng held onto the small foot that hadn’t moved away yet, “I’m internally injured!
You have to take responsibility now!”
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