Chapter 2202 It Will Be a Little Painful, Bear with It

The aunt was also interesting and laughed: "You're right. If your wife doesn't feel pain, why should you let others feel pain?"

Youyou raised the corners of his lips, what he said was true.

Not only before, Nie Qiuping's household registration book was still someone else's wife, he was still an outsider, and he felt pain, but now, the pain is his own.

Nie Qiuping blushed and pinched him from behind, and the smile on Youyou's face became even bigger.

He said: "I got up early today. After traveling for such a long time, I'm tired. Let's lie down and take a nap."

Nie Qiuping shook his head: "I'm not used to sleeping outside."

"I'm here to guard you, don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up one of Nie Qiuping's feet and took off the soft-soled flat sandals on her feet. When he saw a blister on the back heel, he frowned: "Why are these shoes so bad? My feet are blistered. You You didn’t even tell me, does it hurt?”

Nie Qiuping's feet were nestled in the palm of his hand. Her feet were not big, thin, and extremely beautiful. They were really not as big as his palm.

At this time, Nie Qiuping felt that her face was extremely hot. The aunt was looking at them with an ambiguous expression, which made her feel that she didn't even know.

She twitched her feet and explained, "It doesn't hurt. New shoes can scratch your feet a bit, but these shoes are already very good."

This pair of shoes is new. Youxian spent a lot of money to buy it for Nie Qiuping. She has always liked them and rarely wears them.

She was really scared, so she lost her pair of shoes when she was unhappy.

Youyou looked displeased: "It's already blistered, but you still say it doesn't hurt."

He stood up and said, "I'm going to find you some medicine to apply on it. I'll be back soon."

Nie Qiuping couldn't stop shouting, and Youyou had already left.

The aunt smiled and said to Nie Qiuping: "Sister, where can I find such a husband? You must cherish it. If my old man is one-tenth as good as him, I can laugh out loud in my dreams."

Nie Qiuping blushed and nodded: "Yeah... I know."

He was so good, of course she knew and should cherish him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have followed him without hesitation.

Sure enough, Youyou came back soon, holding a bottle of iodophor and anti-inflammatory ointment in his hand.

However, behind him was a good-looking and fashionably dressed young woman. She looked eager to talk to Youyou, but Youyou walked away very fast, her face full of indifference, and her eyes full of disgust and impatience.

Nie Qiuping was the first to see Youyou, "You're back."

Youyou sat next to her, held one of her feet and lay on his lap, saying softly: "It might hurt a little, please bear with it."

His palms were warm and strong. When he held her feet, Nie Qiuping felt as if his skin could be heated even in his palms.

She whispered: "You're just making too much fuss, it's just a small blister, it's not serious, you..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw a young girl standing in front of them, looking at them in surprise, with disbelief on her face.

Nie Qiuping asked: "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

She pointed at Nie Qiuping and asked, "You... who are you?"

Nie Qiuping frowned. When someone you don't know points at your face and his words are not polite at all, no one can keep smiling.

Qingsi was lying on the bed, her feet crossed, her hands dragging her face, and she asked with an innocent smile: "Auntie, are you asking my mother who my father is?"