Chapter 50

Seeing Mu Chen's expression had already returned to normal.

Wen Yongshan was still lying on the ground, not getting up, with faint traces of tears on her face.

Seeing Mu Chen felt something was wrong.

"Are you okay?"

"I think I twisted my foot!"

Wen Yongshan said softly.

"Twisted your foot? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"But the acting was just right!"

Listening to Wen Yongshan's weak voice.

Seeing Mu Chen squatted down, looking at those two fair, tender feet.

He didn't know which one was twisted.

He could only ask:

"Which one is it?"

"The right one!"

Wen Yongshan stretched out her leg.

That fair, tender foot appeared before Seeing Mu Chen.

Wen Yongshan was still teary-eyed.

"It hurts..."

"Should I carry you to the hospital?"

Seeing Mu Chen looked at the foot and felt it didn't look twisted.

But sometimes you can't tell if it's twisted, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Yet he heard Wen Yongshan shake her head and say:

"No, it's late at night; if someone else sees us, it won't be easy to explain!"

You know that now!

Coming over every single night.

Seeing Mu Chen looked at her helplessly.

"Then what should we do?"

"I'll just rub it myself!"

Wen Yongshan made a move to sit up, but it seemed like she touched her foot again.

She let out a "hiss" and fell back to the ground.

"Alright, don't move, I'll rub it for you!"

"If it really doesn't work, we'll call a doctor."

It seemed he still had a massage skill among his life skills.

He didn't know if it would work.

Hearing Wen Yongshan give a soft "mm."

Seeing Mu Chen then took her right foot and placed it on his lap.

He gently rubbed her joint.

It was his first time touching a woman's foot, and the key was that Wen Yongshan's feet were very fair, tender, and smooth, with a faint scent of body wash on them.

Even though he knew she had twisted it, Seeing Mu Chen was slightly distracted.

Especially since Wen Yongshan would hum a few times from time to time.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became strange.

And the fire in Seeing Mu Chen that had originally dissipated gradually began to fill the air again.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It seems a little better!"

"Really?"

"Does your foot hurt?"

"It seems like it does a little!"

Without knowing when, Seeing Mu Chen's hand, which had been pressing on her ankle, gradually moved to her foot.

He massaged it gently.

Wen Yongshan's voice also became lower and deeper.

Resisting the romantic thoughts in his heart, Seeing Mu Chen let go of Wen Yongshan's foot.

He coughed lightly:

"It should be better now, right?"

Wen Yongshan paused slightly.

"It seems better, but my leg hurts a bit too!"

As she spoke, Wen Yongshan, who had been teary-eyed, suddenly changed her expression.

Just like she was in Seeing Mu Chen's arms earlier.

She said delicately:

"Husband, you were the one who threw me!"

That one "husband" ignited Seeing Mu Chen once again.

Seeing Mu Chen also stopped suppressing the flames in his heart.

There is a first and a second, but no third or fourth.

He was not that gambler He Fei from the drama.

Since you like calling me husband, then call it a while longer.

Seeing Mu Chen's expression gradually became playful.

"Does your leg hurt?"

"Then husband will rub your leg for you!"