Wu Yu Saves the World

"I remember very clearly that I was very tired when I got home that day, and my feet were sore, as if I had worn small shoes for three days."

"My husband is actually very nice. Seeing that my feet were sore, he even boiled some hot water for me to soak my feet."

"I was watching a TV series on my tablet that day, and after soaking my feet for a while, I felt much more relaxed."

"He was very considerate and helped me treat the wound on my forehead."

-------The story of the female ghost Qingqing------

"Oh, it hurts."

Qingqing scolded her husband.

When Qingqing's husband Su Yue saw this, he was not angry, but was very concerned about her.

"Wife, be careful, you are so careless and bumpy. If you keep doing this, I won't dare let you go out again."

Seeing that Qingqing ignored him, Su Yue pretended to complain.

"Look, you're still distracted. How can you make me feel at ease?"

"You said you were watching a drama as soon as you got back. What's so good about it?"

Seeing that her husband didn't really blame her, Qingqing acted coquettishly.

"Oh, I haven't finished reading it yet."

Su Yue, who was itching for sex with his wife, put the tablet in Qingqing's hand aside.

Then he put his left hand around Qingqing's slender waist and spoke softly.

"Look at me."

Qingqing was inexplicably happy to see that her husband was jealous of the movie, and said with a smile.

"Look at you. But you're not as good as the movies I watch!"

Seeing that her husband was about to kiss her, Qingqing started to act coquettishly again.

"Honey, the water's cold."

Seeing this, Su Yue hurriedly stood up, walked to the foot bath basin and squatted down.

Looking at his wife's happy smile, Su Yue put his hand into the foot basin and massaged Qingqing's feet.

Qingqing enjoyed her husband's tenderness and smiled.

"Honey, you are so kind."

Su Yue immediately joked.

"If I'm not good, how can I highlight your badness?"

After successfully making her husband laugh, Qingqing shared her gains with Su Yue.

"The harvest from this trip is not very good."

"I just bought a pair of shoes from the past. They are very nice."

"It's pointed and narrow, like a bamboo shoot, and the bird embroidered on it is very delicate and lifelike."

"What kind of beautiful woman is wearing these shoes?"

"I have big feet, three-inch golden lotus, I can't wear them at all."

"Later, you can take a look and see if it's really beautiful."

Su Yue is very happy to listen to his wife's sharing and also likes to cooperate with her.

"it is good."

"How much did you charge?"

Qingqing did not answer her husband's question.

It is a critical inquiry.

"Do you men like women with three-inch golden lotus feet?"

Seeing that her husband did not answer her question.

Qingqing suddenly took back her left foot from her husband's hand and said in a pretended angry tone.

"I won't let you see the shoes I collected. What if you see them and don't like my feet anymore?"

As Qingqing spoke, she put her left foot on her husband's right shoulder.

Seeing this, Su Yue reached out his right hand and touched Qingqing's left leg.

Then he began to caress her white and smooth legs.

"Don't make trouble."

"If you keep messing with my clothes, they will all be used as foot washing water."

At this moment, the look in Su Yue's eyes when he looked at Qingqing was clearly written with the three big words "I want".

However, at this moment, Qingqing's eyes and eyebrows were filled with strong charm, and she looked greedily at the majestic male wolf in front of her, like a female wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

"It's all foot washing water, you dislike it?"

"It's no use complaining, my sister likes it this way."

These two simple sentences aroused the man's suppressed desire.

Qingqing was like a mysterious and strange witch, attracting Su Yue's desires and letting him explore her greedy beauty to his heart's content.

Just as the two were about to formally explore communication, Qingqing's phone rang.

I turned on my phone and saw that the number was an unfamiliar one.

Qingqing didn't think much and answered the call directly.

Soon a gentle and pleasant voice came from the phone.

"Hello, is this Miss Qingqing?"

"Hey, it's me. Who are you?"

Judging from the voice, Qingqing was sure that she didn't know the other person.

"I made an appointment with you to meet today."

What?! You made an appointment for today? I don't remember what I had planned for today.

So he asked back.

"I made an appointment with you today?"

Then he said it very clearly.

“I didn’t receive any call regarding the appointment.”

However, the other party did not spend more time on this issue.

"Oh. I'm at your door now. I pressed the doorbell for a long time, but no one came out, so I called you."

"I didn't hear it just now. I'm going out now. Please wait a moment. Goodbye."

Qingqing saw someone coming to the door, thinking it might be a friend recommended by a client, so she put on her clothes and went out to greet him.

After welcoming the sudden guest to her office, Qingqing poured her a cup of hot tea.

This guest's attire is very unique, a authentic look of Miss Yang from the Republic of China.

Just as Qingqing was observing the guest.

The female guest asked politely.

"Excuse me, can I smoke here?"

"of course can."

Qingqing said this and walked towards her workbench.

"Were you introduced by Mrs. Zhang? But I'm sorry, I'm very busy and forgot to pack before I left."

The female guest did not respond to Qingqing's words, but took out a box of old-fashioned cigarettes and a jade cigarette holder from her bag.

Putting the cigarette into the smoking mouth and lighting it with a match, the female guest took two light puffs and then slowly exhaled the smoke.

It's just that there's grace in her every move.

Whether it is the dress or the bags, cigarette cases and other utensils used, everything exudes exquisiteness.

Coupled with her cool and noble temperament, she looks like a wealthy lady from a large family during the Republic of China period.

"We've met somewhere before, right?" Qingqing asked tentatively.

The female guest smoked a cigarette and shook her head.

"impossible."

Qingqing asked directly after failing to get any useful information.

"What's your name, please?"

The female guest replied elegantly.

"Call me Yanyan."

"Yan Yan. Qing Qing. Our names are a match." Qing Qing tried to tease.

Seeing this, Yanyan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled.

"Maybe it's fate in the previous life."

At this time, Qingqing's eyes fell on Yanyan's clothes.

"What you're wearing is from the 1930s. Is it from your personal collection?"

Noticing Qingqing's serious envy and greed, Yanyan didn't say anything, but smiled as if she was looking at a clown.

Then Qingqing's eyes looked at Yanyan's delicate and dignified appearance.

"It's well maintained. You can tell I put a lot of effort into it."

Perhaps out of politeness, Yanyan put away the smile on her face and explained calmly.

"The materials used before were solid and the workmanship was fine."

Yanyan lightly flicked off the ash and then disposed of the cigarette butt gently in the ashtray.

Qingqing thought that Yanyan was a person with very high demands, so she communicated with her very carefully.

"What do you want from your clothes?"

"What kind of style do you want to design?"

Seeing that she had attracted Yanyan's attention, Qingqing said hurriedly.

"I have some ready-made designs here, would you like to take a look?"

"If we want to make everything according to your preferences, we need to re-make the pattern, which will take longer and cost more."