Jiang Youzhi brought over the copper pot and wooden bucket.
You Er was still nursing in Yun Jiao's arms, and Jiang Youzhi looked at the little guy with a bit of envy.
He adjusted the water temperature, removed Yun Jiao's shoes and socks, and began to wash her feet.
Some people, perhaps, are truly crafted by the heavens; Yun Jiao's pair of jade-like feet were exquisitely delicate, fair and petite, slender without showing bones.
Jiang Youzhi reached out to grab her foot, and Yun Jiao chuckled lightly, "Ticklish~"
Jiang Youzhi's eyes darkened slightly, his hand paused, and he took a cloth to carefully wipe and wash her feet.
Yun Jiao switched sides for You Er to feed.
Jiang Youzhi held her smooth jade foot in his hand, glanced at Yun Jiao, and felt even more tormented. Once he finally finished washing her feet, he quickly took the foot wash outside.
Finally, when You Er ate and fell asleep, Yun Jiao adjusted her clothing.
