Chapter 285: Chapter 275: Zhan Qipei Clings to Qiao Jing’s Feet

She ended up pressed down onto the sofa, Qiao Jing somewhat helpless, planning to get up when a pair of large hands seized her exposed ankles.

Qiao Jing instinctively wanted to retract her feet, but the hands, callused slightly, made her feel a ticklish sensation.

In Chinese culture, a man’s head and a woman’s feet are not to be casually touched, and although Qiao Jing was independent and strong, taking care of herself in all matters, she was after all a woman.

At this moment, the hands holding her ankles had a very strong presence.

Zhan Qipei’s hands were very large, taking off her shoes with ease, he effortlessly lifted her foot into his palm.

Qiao Jing wiggled her toes, trying to pull back, but her foot was trapped in the cradle of his hand, unable to move.

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After several attempts, she gave up; Zhan Qipei simply didn’t give her any chance to withdraw them.

When Zhan Qipei felt Qiao Jing stop struggling, he placed her foot into the warm water, and meticulously scrubbed her toes, not missing any crevice.

Qiao Jing reflexively pulled her foot back a little.

“Can you wash faster?”

Zhan Qipei was scheming inwardly, his eyes slightly narrowed, a trace of a smile flickering across them.

“Washing slowly ensures it’s done thoroughly.”

The callused fingertips kept rubbing against her toes as he bent his head down, intently gazing at Qiao Jing’s foot.

Her toes were plump and tender, hinting at a pale pink, and her toenails were neatly trimmed.

Finally, when the water cooled down, Zhan Qipei, worried about Qiao Jing getting cold, quickly lifted her foot out and took a towel that was placed aside to help dry her feet.

The towel was taken by Qiao Jing, who sat on the sofa to swiftly dry off and then returned to the hospital bed to lie down.

By now, the night had deepened further, and the clock had struck eleven; Qiao Jing glanced at Zhan Qipei, who was seated beside her.

“Where will you sleep?”

The hospital room was a VIP luxury single, and the bed was certainly large enough for two, but Zhan Qipei was worried about crowding Qiao Jing, especially since she was not in good health.

of climbing into bed and walked over to

sleep

Qipei lay down, his height meant that a good portion of his legs dangled off the edge,

her company through the night, and now he was cramped on the sofa, on

before

chilly tonight, do you want

on his face, as he

to come

was fixed on Qiao Jing, his tone carrying

in the room, but Qiao Jing could still

Jing to respond, he continued

“Then would you let

Jing paused and frowned, giving Zhan Qipei a peculiar

also noticed her expression, realizing

lightly raised his arched eyebrows, a captivating smile on his lips, his scorching gaze resting on Qiao Jing, sizing her up

Jing felt as though she were being X-rayed, as

brows, pulling the blanket over herself with an expressionless face,

“Sicko.”

her back to face Zhan Qipei. She had asked him a serious question,

Qiao Jing’s back, and eventually couldn’t help but let

the chuckle and closed her

Qipei also closed his eyes and

up the next day, Zhan Qipei was no longer in the hospital room. She didn’t mind; there was breakfast on the bedside

note was written in the man’s

while it’s warm,

Garden. His face was tight, and he had an air of ‘keep

of the house, and she happened to meet Zhan Qipei’s gaze,

course, she didn’t want to have a conflict with her own child, and the old master had already said there was no need for her to apologize. She just wanted

Qipei noticed Su Manhan’s intention and called

I have something I want to talk to you

how to respond to Zhan Qipei; her instinct was to walk

out to her, she couldn’t pretend

“Go ahead.”

wanted to talk about Qiao

mother and son moved

sat opposite Su Manhan and

as she looked at her grown son. She hadn’t expected their relationship to become so tense because

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