Long Xiyue found a clean rock and sat down. She had barely settled when Hu Xiaotian came over and lifted her feet. Blushing, she asked, "What are you trying to do?"
Without a word, Hu Xiaotian removed her shoes and socks. Countless blood blisters covered her tender soles, and many spots had already rubbed raw and bled. Though Long Xiyue had done her best to hide it earlier, her limping gait had given her away.
Hu Xiaotian pressed his lips together, his heart swelling with tenderness and pity. He took out the Golden Wound-Healing Medicine and carefully treated the wounds on Long Xiyue's feet, then wrapped them in clean gauze.
Seeing his heartache, Long Xiyue said softly, "It's nothing. I've always been like this. My feet blister easily when I walk. I'm used to it-it doesn't hurt at all." Her soles were aching terribly, yet she still thought of comforting Hu Xiaotian, afraid he would feel upset. She always thought of others first.
The more she said this, the guiltier Hu Xiaotian felt. After bandaging her lovely feet, he lowered his head and pressed his cheek against them. Her pretty face flushed as Long Xiyue said, "Get up. I'll die of embarrassment if anyone sees."
"I'm not afraid," Hu Xiaotian said. "I adore these feet of yours. How about letting me kiss them a couple of times?"
Long Xiyue bit her cherry-red lip. "You really are an abnormal fellow."
Hu Xiaotian laughed. "I have plenty of other faults nobody knows about. There's still time to regret your choice."
"Too late," Long Xiyue said. "I'm already beyond saving." Their eyes met, their tender affection lingering without end.
Xia Changming's voice came from the distance, calling for him.
Hu Xiaotian released Long Xiyue's feet and smiled. "Rest for a while. I'll be