Chapter 491 - 254: Senior Sister Uses Her Feet (5.2k)_2
"As long as Junior Sister likes it."
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Unable to control herself for a moment, the young girl threw herself into You Su’s arms to express her gratitude.
Unfortunately, before she could enjoy the warmth for long, she remembered that Wangshu was still nearby. Ji Lingruo quickly withdrew, her cheeks flushed crimson.
However, Wangshu didn’t react much. She looked at the cosmetics in You Su’s hand, a hint of dullness in her clear blue eyes.
"Senior Sister, this is for you."
You Su handed over the remaining bottles and jars in his hand.
"Thank you, Junior Brother."
Wangshu accepted them all, yet didn’t display the joy she previously showed when receiving gifts from You Su. She turned around slowly, saying nothing as she returned to her room.
"Senior Sister, about that..."
You Su wanted to say something to make her stay, but Ji Lingruo, frowning, tugged at him.
Wangshu closed the door, and You Su, puzzled, turned back and asked:
"Junior Sister, what’s wrong?"
"How dare you say that!"
Ji Lingruo seemed a bit angry, even though she had been excited not long ago about receiving her favorite gift.
"I really didn’t know."
"There’s a reason Senior Sister never takes off her mask! Did you think she’s really not hungry when she watches us eat? And now, here you are, giving her facial cosmetics, when she obviously can’t use them, don’t you see how she must resent not being able to use them?"
"But I..."
"But what! Do you just want others to feel guilty about your goodwill? You have to make Senior Sister happy again, or I’m not talking to you!"
In a huff, Ji Lingruo pinched You Su’s waist and then ran back to the house with the cosmetics in her arms.
Leaving You Su at a loss, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
...
The moon climbed the branches, and it was once again time for Wangshu’s most anticipated evening storytelling session.
She sat obediently by the bedside, holding the cosmetics You Su had given her earlier that evening.
Carefully, she opened them, taking a bit of light red rouge and dabbing it onto the cheeks of the Jade Rabbit Mask.
The bright moonlight poured in through the window, making the white rabbit head’s cheeks blush, as if this were her actual face.
"Senior Sister, I’m coming in."
"Mm..." Wangshu hurriedly put away the bottles and jars.
You Su pushed open the door, closing it gently behind him, and entered with familiar ease.
Though he couldn’t see, using his Divine Sense he could feel that Senior Sister’s room was even simpler than his own, allowing him to move around without any obstacles.
However, today You Su was not alone; he brought something with him—
A bucket of steaming hot water.
You Su sat on the chair by Wangshu’s bed, placing the bucket of hot water beside him:
"Senior Sister, today let’s not talk about the green grasslands, how about that?"
"Then what will we talk about?" Wangshu was actually reluctant to leave the sheep and wolves of that grassland.
You Su chuckled, "Let’s talk about The Legend of the White Snake. If Senior Sister doesn’t like it, just let me know anytime."
Wangshu nodded. In truth, she eagerly listened to any story told by You Su.
"But before listening to the story, let’s do something else first."
Wangshu looked at the bucket of hot water, "What will we do?"
You Su checked the water temperature with his hand and smiled:
"A footbath."
"A footbath?" Fairy Wangshu’s eyes showed a hint of confusion.
"That’s right. Isn’t Senior Sister prone to feeling cold? A footbath in this cold winter energizes and improves circulation, making it a great method to ward off the chill."
"How do we do it?"
"I added agarwood into the hot water. Senior Sister just needs to take off her shoes and socks, and soak her feet in for a while."
Wangshu always had great faith in You Su’s words. She sat on the bed, already without shoes or socks, wearing only a white gauze dress.
She lifted the quilt, revealing a pair of bare, delicate jade feet.
The bone structure was well-proportioned, the feet pristine and smooth, with jade-like, delicate toes, as if sculpted from mutton-fat jade. In the dimly lit room, they seemed the most luminous thing.
Whoosh—
Wangshu unhesitatingly dipped her feet into the somewhat scalding hot water, feeling slightly discomforted but with toes curling slightly from the temperature.
"Junior Sister said Senior Sister has been using her legs a lot recently, the footbath is just suitable. It not only wards off the chill but also relieves fatigue. After soaking, a restful sleep will leave you refreshed by morning," You Su spoke with gentle warmth.
Once Wangshu adapted, she indeed found the hot water mysteriously effective, as the warm sensation seeped from her soles into her body, transforming into a soothing warmth, a magical effect attributed to the sachet of agarwood in the water.
Alas, for her, the heat from external sources was merely external; though it warmed her for a moment, it couldn’t warm her forever.
Wangshu couldn’t help but feel a little guilty: with Junior Brother being so considerate, I’m still wasting his goodwill...
Her lashes drooped, "Then Junior Brother should join me in soaking..."
Her thought was simple: what is wasted on her would benefit Junior Brother, so they should share it.
How could You Su agree, "This was prepared for Senior Sister, it’s enough for you to soak, I’ll tell you a story."
Surprisingly, Wangshu was unexpectedly firm:
"If Junior Brother doesn’t join, I won’t either."
As she spoke, she was about to lift her exquisite feet from the water.
"Senior Sister, please stop!"
You Su was at his wits’ end, at this point, what excuse could he use to refuse?
Men and women shouldn’t touch, maybe? But I even held someone else’s hand this morning...
"I already soaked, Senior Sister... One shouldn’t soak for too long..."
"Junior Brother is deceiving me."
"Senior Sister, I have foot odor..."
"Then I won’t soak."
You Su hurriedly pressed down on the young girl’s knee to stop her movement, and even through the thin gauze, the sensation was breathtaking.
"I’ll soak, alright..."
You Su hesitantly removed his short boots, his heart filled with unending nervousness.