Ming Yao quickly withdrew her foot.
They had done the most intimate things, yet when he rubbed her foot for a moment, she felt a bit shy.
"It doesn't hurt that much."
She lowered her thick, long eyelashes, her small face blushing with shyness like a blooming red rose, delicate and bright.
Gu Siting had never seen a woman who became so beautiful and charming when shy.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he immediately wanted to pull her into his arms.
Just then, Wen Qing's voice came from the doorway.
"Fourth Brother, Old Madam is asking for you.
Gu Siting frowned slightly, annoyed at being constantly interrupted, but he didn't show it on his face.
"I'll go with you to see Grandma Gu. I can take her pulse," she offered.
Thinking of Ming Yao's medical skills, Gu Siting nodded, "Good."
Gu Siting was about to take Ming Yao's hand to leave, but she seemed to remember something and took out a wet wipe to clean his hands.
"Mrs. Gu's feet are fragrant; no need to wipe."
