The opening sign to a mother-in-law of the richest man

"Xiao Feng!"

Fan Yingying's ankle is an extremely sensitive part, but when Chen Feng touched it lightly, she felt a strong electric current all over her body.

She leaned down, her fingers trembling lightly and pressed Chen Feng's shoulder: "Forget it, I'll take a hot bath and it will be warm."

"Sister Yingying, don't be nervous, I am very good at warming hands and feet, and I promise to warm your whole body immediately!"

Seeing Fan Yingying no longer resisted, Chen Feng smiled and helped her take off her shoes.

Due to work, Fan Yingying wore a pair of black high-heeled shoes with thin flesh-colored stockings.

In such weather, even ordinary people would feel cold on their toes, not to mention Fan Yingying, who has a cold body.

Chen Feng gently helped her take off the shoes, grabbed her hands and put them on her thighs.

It was the first time that Fan Yingying did such a thing. She was so ashamed that she didn't dare to see Chen Feng.

"Sister Yingying, bend your legs."

"it is good……"

Fan Yingying bent her legs up according to Chen Feng's words.

Chen Feng opened his coat open, put Fan Yingying's feet in his arms, and then wrapped the coat tightly.

At the same time, Chen Feng's hands were not idle, and his fingertips began to search for various acupoints on Fan Yingying's legs for massage.

In fact, massaging the correct acupoints can also warm the blood and relax the body.

Gradually, Fan Yingying felt that not only her feet, but her whole body was warming up.

"So comfortable!" She couldn't help sighing.

Chen Feng showed a harmless smile: "Sister Yingying, where is it comfortable?"

Teng!

It's okay if you don't ask, Fan Yingying's face is suddenly redder than the crab just out of the pot.

"Xiao Feng, I feel that my feet have warmed up, you don't need to warm my feet..."

"Okay." Chen Feng promised refreshedly, but the movements on his hands still did not stop.

Fan Yingying's socks are too thin, which will make her feet cold.

Thinking about this, Chen Feng suddenly stood up: "Sister Yingying, I'll go out for a while, wait a few minutes for me!"

"Eh, Xiao Feng, what are you going to do?"

When Fan Yingying followed and stood up, Chen Feng had already rushed out.

She held the foot that had just been warmed by Chen Feng with her hand, her lips twitched.

After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time that a boy has helped her warm her feet, and the movements are still so intimate and gentle. It is obviously impossible to say that she is not moved at all.

Within a few minutes, Chen Feng had already ran back with a bag of things.

Fan Yingying asked curiously: "Xiao Feng, what did you go out to buy?"

Chen Feng smiled mysteriously, put the bag on the coffee table, opened the bag and introduced one by one: "This is a hot water bottle, brown sugar, ginger tea, scarf, gloves, warm baby..."

Finally, Chen Feng took out a few pairs of socks: "These are warm socks."

With that, Chen Feng opened the package.

The socks are velvet version, very cute and very thick.

The patterns of the socks are all girly styles, with strawberry patterns, cartoon rabbits, and bear and petal patterns.

Fan Yingying asked in surprise: "Xiao Feng, did you buy these socks..."

"Sister Yingying, of course it is for you!"

Chen Feng took out a pair of plush socks with a cartoon rabbit pattern and sat down on the sofa: "I'll put it on for you. Try to see if it's warm."

Fan Yingying looked at these cute socks and said awkwardly: "Xiao Feng, I don't wear these socks now. They are too cute. They are only worn by little girls."

"Sister Yingying, in my heart, you will always be a little girl."

Chen Feng looked into Fan Yingying's eyes and said seriously: "Even if the whole world forces you to become an adult, with me, you can always be a child."

Fan Yingying's tears almost came out moved.

Chen Feng quickly helped her put on her socks, and patted her feet gently by the way: "Well, sister Yingying, you don't need to be moved, just say it, is it warm?"

Fan Yingying sucked her nose and nodded again and again: "Hmm, warm!"

Chen Feng looked at Fan Yingying's jade feet and praised sincerely: "Sister Yingying, look, how cute you are wearing such socks!"

"Really?" Fan Yingying moved her toes and curled her mouth. "How do I feel naive? This style should be the style your girlfriend would like?"

Chen Feng pretended to stretch out his hand: "Sister Yingying, if you don't like it, then I can only help you take it off."

"Eh, don't!"

Fan Yingying took it seriously, and she immediately retracted her feet in fright, bent her knees, and curled her whole body into the sofa.

She clutched her feet as if treasured: "If you put it on me, it will be mine. Don't even think about taking it back."

Chen Feng looked at Fan Yingying's cute look of duplicity, and smiled: "Sister Yingying, do you like or dislike these socks?"

"Like!" The word blurted out of Fan Yingying's mouth without hesitation.

However, as soon as she said this, Fan Yingying felt regret.

She just said that the style of this socks is the style that Chen Feng's girlfriend would like. Now she turns to say that she likes it. Doesn't that mean...

Fan Yingying glanced at Chen Feng secretly.

Fortunately, Chen Feng didn't realize it, she was secretly relieved.

"Sister Yingying, what are you thinking, why is your face so red?"

Fan Yingying was startled by the handsome face that suddenly magnified in front of her eyes.

"No, I didn't think about anything."

She turned her face away and tried to keep herself from looking at Chen Feng: "I just suddenly felt annoyed, so I blushed..."

"Oh~"

Chen Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Put on these socks, you can walk barefoot in the bedroom from now on without feeling cold."

Fan Yingying looked up happily: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, Sister Yingying, I'll take you back to my room and try now."

Give you a try...

Why does this sound so strange?

Fan Yingying said shyly: "I can go by myself."

"You haven't changed your shoes yet, are you going to step directly on the floor like this?"

The living room comes in directly with shoes. If you step on the floor while wearing your socks, the socks must be dirty.

Fan Yingying looked at her beloved plush socks, which were white and fluffy. If they were dirty, she would definitely feel distressed.

Seeing Chen Feng, Fan Yingying could only nod her head: "Well then."

Chen Feng smiled and walked to the sofa, squatted down, dragged Fan Yingying's body with both hands, and picked her up from the sofa.

With a hug, Chen Feng realized that Fan Yingying was so light.

Although she has a standard Yujie height, her weight is definitely not more than 100 catties.

"Sister Yingying, you are too skinny, you should eat more."

"Yeah." Fan Yingying agreed softly, and in the next second she was carried into the bedroom by Chen Feng.