C68 With Family

She quietly watched his hair fluttering in the wind, his firm nose, and his slightly pursed lips. A pair of wheat colored hands rubbed her feet.

The script was a comfortable thing to do, but it was also a warm thing to wash her feet for the people she liked.

Xi Chujie pulled a towel from the side, wiped Qin Zixia's feet clean and placed her on the bed. They looked at her tenderly