Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Chapter 331: I have such a habit

After seeing Xie Wenjian off, Zhou Yanqing drove back.

Richard Max's magnetic voice flows slowly through the speakers.

Wherever you go

Whatever you do

I will be right here waiting for you】

Zhou Yanqing hummed along, and Wang Manning, who was drowsy and sleepy, chuckled.

"Zhou Yanqing, you are such a good singer. Your voice is similar to Richard Marx, very attractive."

"Right here waiting...it seems like no one in this world has ever waited for me."

Not right either.

Mom waited, waiting for her to finish the college entrance examination so that she could leave her cheating husband and live her own life.

Dad also waited, waiting for her to finish the college entrance examination so that he could bring Niu Fangshu and her son home.

Wang Man...that was the failure of her life.

And she seemed to have never tasted the feeling of such love.

Wang Manning fell asleep in a daze, a tear slid down the corner of her eye, leaving a dark grey flower on her light grey shirt.

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Wang Manning opened her eyes and her brain was dazed for a moment.

The skylight on the roof of the car opened a crack, and a bright moon was shining in the sky, shining into the car, clear and bright.

Her passenger seat had been laid completely flat, and she was covered with a thin blanket that she usually placed on the back seat.

There was a very faint smell of tobacco in the car, which was not usually found in her car.

Her mind finally came to a clear state and she sat up, and saw a black figure leaning on the hood, with sparks flickering in the moonlight.

She adjusted the back of the chair, simply folded up the thin blanket, and reached out to open the car door.

Just as she was about to stand up after landing on her right foot, her foot suddenly twisted. She screamed and fell into a strong arm, and the smell of tobacco wafted into her nostrils.

Wang Manning felt a sharp pain in her ankle and looked down, only to find that her right high heel had stepped on a stone.

Sitting back in the car, Zhou Yanqing turned on the light, gently touched his slightly swollen ankle, and cried out in pain again.

Wang Manning smiled bitterly and sighed, "I'm so unlucky today. I just saw a disgusting person and then I sprained my ankle. Misfortunes never come alone."

Zhou Yanqing started the car: "Well, you are lucky to have me by your side."

Wang Manning curled her lips and said, "Forget it. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have encountered that stone."

Zhou Yanqing laughed: "That's right, it seems to be my problem."

"But thank you for helping me out..."

The last few words were spoken in a low voice. Zhou Yanqing tilted his head, watched her head move up and down, and raised the corners of his mouth.

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More than ten minutes later, Wang Manning was speechless as she watched the man who had successfully entered the house.

Well, so many firsts today.

This was the first time I could remember being carried in a man’s arms like a princess, and the first time a male friend entered my home since my divorce.

Zhou Yanqing came out of the kitchen, holding a bulging object wrapped in a towel and walked over: "Here, I'll give you a cold compress."

Wang Manning pulled her feet from the sofa back into her slippers on the floor: "I need to wash my feet first."

Although Wang Manning is not very good at paying attention to details in her daily life, she is extremely fond of cleanliness and even has a mild mysophobia.

Zhou Yanqing had no choice but to bring a basin of water over: "Here, wash it."

Wang Manning carefully tested the water temperature with her feet: "Cold water."

Zhou Yanqing was speechless: "Big sister, do you know that you can only apply cold compresses within 48 hours after spraining your ankle, and you can't soak your feet in hot water. Just wash with cold water, it will wake you up."

"I just carried you up here and you fell asleep on the way. People who sleep are very heavy, you know that."

Wang Manning curled her lips and put her feet into the basin with a bit of depression, and suddenly she felt refreshed.

Well, that's sobering.

Dodging Zhou Yanqing's outstretched hand, Wang Manning grabbed the towel and wiped herself dry, then watched Zhou Yanqing put the thing wrapped in the towel on the swollen ankle.

"Zhou Yanqing, what is this?"

"A piece of frozen meat from your freezer."

Wang Manning's feet trembled: "Ah? That's so dirty."

Zhou Yanqing pinched her legs, fixed her ankles, and glanced at her: "Which one is dirty? The frozen meat or the feet."

"All...all dirty."

Wang Manning stammered, and Zhou Yanqing chuckled again.

"Wang Manning, this piece of frozen meat has been stored for a long time. The color has changed and it is no longer edible. I see there are some other things in your refrigerator. They must have been frozen for a long time as well."

Wang Manning lowered her eyes: "I don't have much time to cook at home, and I often buy things and leave them expired."

"Do you have any medicine for sprains at home?"

Wang Manning shook her head. She was actually a bit incompetent when it came to these details of life.

Before I got married, my mother took such good care of me that when I was in college, my mother prepared all my commonly used medicines. After I got married, Wang Man took care of everything for me.

During the past few years of being single, she has been living a rough life, often forgetting things and lacking this and that.

Zhou Yanqing didn't say anything else. He adjusted the position of the cold compress for her. His eyes were glued to her feet, then looked away guiltily.

"Wang Manning, has anyone ever told you that you have beautiful feet?"

Wang Manning moved her normal left foot and slightly curled up her toes.

Her skin was as white and tender as a peeled egg, her small and tender toes were neatly arranged, and her nails were like pearls, shining with a pink luster under the light.

In an instant, Zhou Yanqing suddenly understood the meaning of the word "jade feet" and couldn't help but move his throat.

Wang Manning felt her eyelids starting to twitch again, so she raised her hands and rubbed her face hard.

Oh, that damn alcohol allergy.

"I know. Xinxin and the others have said that before. When I grew up, I never wore sandals outside. I especially hated the way some men looked at me. It was... so vulgar and disgusting."

Zhou Yanqing swallowed again, trying not to let his eyes wander over there again, but they instead wandered to Wang Manning's hand.

The fingers are like peeling onion roots, which refers to these hands.

He noticed Wang Manning's hands from the first time he saw her. Her fingers were slender and soft as if they had no bones.

However, the impact of hands is far less than that of those jade feet.

Is this the legendary "zu fetish"?

Ahem... This is the first time I realized that I actually have such a hobby.

Zhou Yanqing felt contempt for himself in his heart and turned his eyes to her drowsy face.

Wang Manning's facial features are not particularly outstanding, but her temperament of being cool, intellectual and wise is very outstanding.

Seeing that the person in front of him was staggering, Zhou Yanqing took away the cold compress, bent down, picked her up and put her on the bed in the bedroom.

"Zhou Yanqing, thank you for today. Go back now, and remember to close the door for me."

Wang Manning tried hard to open her heavy eyelids, glanced at Zhou Yanqing, waved to him, hugged the quilt tightly and fell asleep.

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