Kneeling in front of Jing Yiren, Lu Ming gently scrubbed her little feet in the basin.
At the same time, he spoke softly, "If it keeps raining like this, we won't be able to go back! We should just sleep here tonight."
"..." Jing Yiren cast her gaze down to the top of Lu Ming's head.
She murmured a faint 'hmm'.
Even though Lu Ming washed her feet numerous times, she still blushed each time, not used to it.
She intertwined her nervous little feet into the warm water. The contrast to her cold feet felt exceptionally comfortable.
Maybe Jing Yiren was too nervous. She slipped her intertwined feet, splashing the water.
Some of the water landed on Lu Ming's clothes, and even a couple of droplets on his face.
Jing Yiren hastily extended her hand to wipe him dry and hurriedly apologized.
"Uncle, I'm sorry! I didn't mean for it to happen!"
Lu Ming lifted his gaze and stared at Jing Yiren with slightly knitted brows.
