For a second, Di Mingchen could barely resist reaching out to pinch her.
Did she think he was washing her feet because he had a foot fetish?
It scared her to death.
Di Mingchen was momentarily at a loss, unable to help but pinch her cheek, and chided, "What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day?"
Nangong Ran pouted her lips and suddenly howled like a wolf, "Holy crap, Second Brother, your hands, you didn't wash your hands after washing my feet and you pinched my face!"
Di Mingchen: "..."
"I'm sorry." He seemed to realize it suddenly too, quickly pulling back his hand. To be honest, as a rough man, he wasn't very particular about things.
Actually, it mainly had to do with his profession. The life of a soldier is very tough, tougher than most people can imagine, and once you get used to it, sometimes you forget to be particular about details.
Nangong Ran was just joking casually but didn't expect him to actually apologize.
