There is a handsome man in the rough family

Zhao Xiangbei's bronze-colored big feet were next to Tang Xiaofu's white and tender feet, and he stared at Tang Xiaofu with his black pupils.

In the dense water vapor, there is a different taste.

Feet have been a very private place since ancient times.

Tang Xiaofu belatedly realized that his cheeks were feverish.

"What, what?"

The corners of Zhao Xiangbei's mouth curled up slightly, and the movements of his hands became more and more irresistible: "It's nothing, I'll wipe it for you, go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow."

While talking, the man picked up the cloth towel and bent down to grab Tang Xiaofu's little feet.

"Don't, you can't."

Tang Xiaofu trembled, and hurriedly pulled his feet back, wishing he could hold his feet in his arms, his face flushed.

The rough guy had a lonely expression, turned his head sideways, and pursed the corners of his mouth, looking pitiful.

"I know, you still don't want to be with me."

Tang Xiaofu was filled with guilt all of a sudden, this guy was like a big abandoned dog, he was a little at a loss.

"No, don't think about it, I'm just not used to it."

The rough man looked at Tang Xiaofu with his jet-black pupils, picked up his feet sullenly, and wiped every toe that was as shiny as a shell.

It's just that where Tang Xiaofu couldn't see, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he was not even a little pitiful.

After a while, Zhao Xiangbei said in a low voice: "Xiaofu, I will treat you better than anyone else. Let's live a good life, shall we?"

"Hey, who did you learn from? You're a smooth-tongued one."

The man's serious expression caught Tang Xiaofu's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

Ahhh!He was teased for the first time in two lifetimes, and he was still a man.

His cheeks felt hot first, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Zhao Xiangbei's laughter was deep and sweet: "Every word is sincere, I have had little relatives since I was a child, it's like having my own little family, live a good life."

The man's big rough hand held Tang Xiaofu's round, white feet, and wiped them carefully without any impatience.

Tang Xiaofu's cheeks were flushed at first, and he thought he was a "tough guy" in the 21st century, so he had to go back.

But suddenly he looked down and saw a strange little mole on his calf.

In an instant, it was like a head of ice water poured down on the head.

Is Zhao Xiangbei like this because of the original owner, or because of himself?

My heart, which was hot and dry, suddenly became cold.

Tang Xiaofu didn't dare to look into Zhao Xiangbei's eyes, so he smiled uglier than crying, and said, "Go to bed earlier, you'll get up early tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he returned to the room as if fleeing, rolled himself into a spring roll, and closed his eyes to sleep.

All of a sudden, needles could be heard in the room.

The man's eyes darkened, feeling a little lonely, he got up and poured water to wash, and lay beside Tang Xiaofu, feeling the people around him stiffen, and sighed.

"Don't be afraid, I will wait for you to be with me willingly."

"..."

After a while, Zhao Xiangbei whispered, "Wake up early tomorrow, I'll call you?"

"Ah."

The corners of Zhao Xiangbei's mouth slightly curled up, and he closed his eyes to hide the inevitable.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, Tang Xiaofu was gently awakened.

Opening his eyes sleepily, a warm cloth was stuffed in his hand.

"Wipe your face, wear more thick clothes, it will be cool in the morning."

Fingers touched Zhao Xiangbei's warm palm. This man's jaw line was resolute and smooth, so beautiful.

Tang Xiaofu shivered, and quickly patted his face, and the sleepiness disappeared immediately.

"Haha, ha, okay, I'll get up now."

Tang Xiaofu ran out the door, Zhao Xiangbei looked at his reddish ear tips, rubbed his fingers, and smiled slightly.

"This little husband is very interesting now."