House Management Chapter 11: Wash your feet

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Yang Ying found the homeowner and asked the buyer and seller to sign the contract in the intermediary. The house can be transferred tomorrow, and a considerable intermediary fee can be paid.

For a house of 1.1 million yuan, 2% of the agency fee, that's 22 thousand.

After get off work, Yang Ying offered to ask Zhang Yu to go to the restaurant. It can be said that without Zhang Yu's help, she would not know how to tide over the difficulties today.

Zhang Yu said that your legs are not good, let's not toss about it, just go home and eat something.

Yang Ying rode on Zhang Yu's back as usual, and Zhang Yu was taken home by her. In the morning, there were few people and they still talked. Now it's off work, and there are so many acquaintances in this area, which really embarrassed Yang Ying.

After going home to fry four dishes, Yang Ying asked Zhang Yu to take out a half bottle of white wine from the cabinet, planning to celebrate a little.

Since the divorce, Yang Ying has been in a bad mood, especially depressed. She can't sleep at night and can only fall asleep by drinking.

Today, she finally raised her eyebrows, and released the suppressed emotions in her heart proudly, which made her especially happy.

"Cheers!"

Yang Ying raised her glass, touched Zhang Yu, and took a sip.

"Thank you so much for today." Yang Ying said sincerely.

"What are you polite with me, am I just working for you now?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You didn't see what happened in the morning. If you couldn't sell a house, I would have to be bullied to death. When the agency closes, I don't know who to work for." Yang Ying said mockingly.

"Don't worry, Auntie, I will never let people bully you!" Zhang Yu said solemnly immediately.

Looking at Zhang Yu's serious look, Yang Ying couldn't help but smile.

Although he is a generation older than Zhang Yu, he is actually a childhood sweetheart. But today, I am no longer a young girl, and Zhang Yu seems to have not changed today, he is still the little boy who protects him.

There was an unspeakable taste in her heart, and she raised her glass again and said, "Come on, let's drink again."

The two took another sip and ate a few sips of food. Yang Ying didn't want to mention what happened back then. This would touch her mind.

So, she turned to say, "Your Feng Shui seems to be quite useful. Just after you removed the fish tank today, a customer came and bought a house. I had known this, I shouldn’t have used the fish tank. Put it in the bathroom."

"The influence of feng shui on wealth is indeed very important. In the future, if the fish tank is placed here, the business of the intermediary will get better and better." Zhang Yu said confidently.

Yang Ying immediately asked questions about Feng Shui, and Zhang Yu answered them one by one. Yang Ying actually didn't understand, but she didn't want to mention the past, so she could only say these.

She drank wine very quickly, and within a short while, she would have a glass of wine. Yang Ying's drink volume is average, and a glass of wine is almost the same, her pretty face is flushed, but it is even more charming.

She sat on the sofa and watched TV. Zhang Yu was in charge of washing the dishes.

After finishing his busy work, Zhang Yu came over with a basin of water.

"What are you doing?" Yang Ying asked.

"Wash your feet." Zhang Yu said directly.

"Wash my feet?" Yang Ying was shocked immediately.

Zhang Yu hurriedly explained: "Your feet are not good yet, and you have to continue rubbing the medicinal wine later, so I have to wash you first."

After finishing speaking, he put the basin on the ground, then sat on the tiles, pulled Yang Ying's feet, and gently put it into the water.

"Is it hot?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"Just, just right..." Yang Ying was really a little uncomfortable. Seeing Zhang Yu's serious appearance, she also knew that Zhang Yu was good for her.

When I was soaked in hot water, my white feet turned pink. Drinking alcohol and soaking feet will speed up blood circulation, and Yang Ying's pretty face became redder.

Zhang Yu gently rubbed her feet. Yang Ying looked down. She grew up so big that her mother had washed her feet only when she was a child. Other than that, no one had washed her feet. Zhang Yu was the first man to wash her feet. This feeling was very good and very comfortable.

Allow a man to wash her feet. She is very shy after all and can feel her heart beating faster. She was a little afraid to see Zhang Yu, so she leaned back and planned to close her eyes. But unexpectedly, Zhang Yu stopped at this moment and wiped his feet clean with a towel.

"Why..." Yang Ying saw that Zhang Yu had finished washing her so soon, and she seemed to have some meaning. She opened her mouth and said, "Why so fast". She only said two words, and she immediately found something was wrong. , Shut his mouth quickly.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yu looked up at Yang Ying.

Yang Ying's face flushed, she looked pretty.

"No, nothing..." Yang Ying said nervously.

"Now it's time to rub the medicinal liquor. Wait a moment, I pour the footwashing water." Zhang Yu's performance was very natural, not like yesterday.

He went to pour the footwash, took the potion, and walked back again, pretending to sit on the tiles again.

Yang Ying quickly said: "Don't sit on the ground all the time, it's too cold. You also sit on the sofa."

"I'll sit on it too, how can I press it?" Zhang Yu said.

Because the living room is not big, it can only put a long sofa. However, Yang Ying still has a way. She leaned her body on the armrest, and said to one side: "That's not enough."

Zhang Yu sat on the sofa, put Yang Ying's feet on her legs, and began to rub them skillfully.

The exquisite little feet are extremely matte and tender, and Zhang Yu has no crooked mind, and is a little bit fond of it. Especially the current Yang Ying, lying on the sofa, is even graceful. She is wearing a narrow skirt, and it is not very long. From a glance, you can vaguely see the white fabric inside.

Zhang Yu's face immediately blushed, and he dared not look at it again, but unfortunately the little brother who was not up to date had always been brave.

Yang Ying’s feet are on his thighs. Zhang Yu wears gauze trousers. The fabric is very thin, and he can feel the firmness instantly. How could Yang Ying not know what was going on, she felt that her cheeks were as hot as fire. She hurriedly closed her eyes and quickly noticed that Zhang Yu's hands were shaking a little. She secretly opened her eyes, narrowed them into a slit, and found that Zhang Yu's face was embarrassed.

"This kid is shy..." Yang Ying's heart was a little funny, followed by a little sad, "Why did I come to Zhenhai back then...If I stay at home, maybe... .."

"Why should I think about this, he is just a kid. And I'm still his little aunt..."

Yang Ying started to think wildly. After a while, she found that Zhang Yu's underside had returned to normal, and she felt so comfortable in her ankle.

Today, she was so tired. After drinking alcohol and soaking her feet, coupled with this comfortable massage, she gradually became sleepy and fell asleep unconsciously.

Zhang Yu pressed her for half an hour, enough time, but Yang Ying's feet were so beautiful that Zhang Yu was reluctant to let it go.

Fortunately, Zhang Yu has enough concentration. He turned his head to look at Yang Ying, and said, "Little Auntie, it's all right."

Yang Ying did not answer, Zhang Yu waited for a moment, and she was sure that Yang Ying was asleep.

"This can also fall asleep." Zhang Yu stuck out his tongue.

He wanted to wake Yang Ying, but he couldn't bear to wake Yang Ying, because he knew that Yang Ying was tired today. He just sat and watched TV, and still didn't wake up at nine o'clock in the evening. Zhang Yu was also sleepy, so he closed the TV and went to sleep like this.