Chapter 35: Charming Jade Foot

When Zhao Jianhui finished the transfer procedures, it was already twelve o'clock noon. Seeing the food on the table, he knew that You Xiaoran had been waiting for her to have no meal. He pushed the house book in front of her and said with a smile: "Put it away, I won't be afraid that someone will let you move in the future."

You Xiaoran looked at the house book, pushed the table, reached out and lifted the rice bowl with the food, and handed Zhao Jianhui a pair of chopsticks. Without saying anything, she picked up the steamed bun and ate slowly.

"Have you eaten at my aunt?" Zhao Jianhui looked inside and asked in a low voice.

You Xiaoran nodded gently.

You Xiaoran held up chopsticks with her fingertips, her bright red mouth half open, and she chewed the snow-white steamed buns. It was also a very beautiful enjoyment to watch her eat. When Zhao Jianhui stared at her from time to time, You Xiaoran couldn't help but blush.

After dinner, Zhao Jianhui felt very happy when he saw her tiring up the dishes.

After packing up the bowls and chopsticks on the table, You Xiaoran walked into the inner room and looked at it. She came out and picked up the book on the table. She glanced at Zhao Jianhui who was sitting on the stool in An Ran, and whispered: "My mother is asleep, let's go to my room and say."

You Xiaoran's room is in a room north of the west wing. As soon as you enter the door, you can smell a faint fragrance. The girl's boudoir is decorated with a very small mood, with pink door curtains, pink curtains, pink bed sheets, pink quilt covers, and the pink cheeks beside her. All of this makes people feel like a dream.

It is obvious that the moment I walked into the room, You Xiaoran beside me felt a little restrained and uneasy. Zhao Jianhui smiled and naturally walked to You Xiaoran's bed, sat on the fragrant bed, waved to You Xiaoran: "Come here to sit, your room is well tidy, but it's a bit cold. I'll find someone to install air conditioners and solar water heaters tomorrow. This will be my own house in the future. I have to clean up what you should do in the yard... What are you doing on the side? Come and sit here, and sit here..."

You Xiaoran blushed and looked up at Zhao Jianhui, but she still sat next to Zhao Jianhui as she spoke and whispered: "I...I just want to ask, what do you... do you mean?"

Zhao Jianhui asked in a little puzzled manner: "What does it mean?"

"You...you gave my mother a million yuan, and now you have spent so much money to buy a house. Are you...you really...you really plan to support me like this? That's not going to use so much money..."

Zhao Jianhui smiled and stared at her slightly shy face, and asked with a smile, "Then what do you think I want to do? I can't have money and nowhere to spend my brain, right?"

You Xiaoran stopped talking, and her expression seemed to be much more peaceful than before. She reached out and placed the house book in the drawer of the table beside Zhao Jianhui's legs. As she stretched out her arms, her small body twisted into an extremely attractive sideways "S". Zhao Jianhui's chest and abdomen suddenly became hot, and he gently stretched out his hand and hugged You Xiaoran's slender waist.

You Xiaoran's body trembled slightly, but she did not struggle, nor did she respond to Zhao Jianhui's hug, and she just kept her hand stretching out...

The stunning beauty in her arms exhaled like orchids, her delicate face was like a flower, and a unique body fragrance penetrated into her heart.

You Xiaoran was itchy on his ears by the tip of his tongue, her face became more and more flushing, and her body leaned tightly in Zhao Jianhui's arms, feeling her whole body softer and softer. She shyly closed her dreamy and passionate big eyes.

Zhao Jianhui didn't expect that she would dare to respond boldly to her kiss, so he couldn't help but let go of her, put his hands on his shoulders and stared at You Xiaoran, as if he wanted to see through her heart.

You Xiaoran slowly opened her eyes, a little shy, but she firmly pulled the collar of the down jacket and gently took off her arms. Then she reached out and untied her shoelaces, revealing her two tender feet wearing white small socks.

It was a pair of dazzling jade feet with smooth bones and crystal-clear toenails. It was the most beautiful pair of small feet Zhao Jianhui had ever seen in his life.

On her face, there were still crystal clear water droplets, which were about to roll, full of the purity and vitality of life, just like the branches washed by the rain, more beautiful and charming, giving herself a kind of return to nature. This feeling of returning to nature made him feel that at this moment, his heart is very quiet and peaceful...

This made him involuntarily think of the retirement of ancient literati. He felt that the smell of Lao Tao "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains". He just lay quietly on You Xiaoran's chest, thinking about nothing or doing nothing, and even a life that is not as good as a god.

However, ancient literati had a very contradictory attitude towards becoming an official and retiring.

In the writing of literati, retirement is an extremely high state, and entering the officialdom is to save the country and the people. Whether it is born or entered the world, it is said to be an amazing feat. However, from ancient times to the present, how many people can truly retire from beginning to end? Many people choose to retire, either after failing in official career, or retire from success to avoid disaster. The former is like Tao Qian and the latter is like Fan Li. Most of them have experienced the sinister and thrilling struggles in the officialdom. In fact, those who praise retirement are just sour, but they cannot eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour. It is not how high they are, but they cannot adapt to the cruel struggles in the officialdom and cannot integrate into it.

If you really want to be so great to them, you should learn from Shang Yang, Wang Anshi, and the six gentlemen in the late Qing Dynasty. They fight against evil without fear of death and truly seek benefits for the people.

Retirement is just a manifestation of incompetence and cowardice.

Such pastoral life is getting farther and farther away from modern people, and has become far away from urban civilization. It is still okay to stay in such a place for ten or half a month as a relaxation adjustment. If it takes too long, I will definitely not be able to stay anyway.

Even Zhao Jianhui himself didn't know how such strange thoughts would arise in his mind at such a moment. He thought, but he had already fallen asleep at some point.

It wasn't how long it had passed. When he opened his eyes again, You Xiaoran was already standing on the ground and putting his shoes on. Looking at You Xiaoran's little feet wearing shoes, Zhao Jianhui suddenly felt very disappointed. It was the feeling that he felt very disappointed in his heart. He really wanted to take a look at You Xiaoran's slender, white and tender, round and jade, snow-white as jade, white and red, small and exquisite, pretty and delicate, and shiny and delicate feet...

"Why are you getting up? Don't put on your coat quickly..." Zhao Jianhui stood up and looked at You Xiaoran with a smile. "It's dark, I'll get up and cook, you... you can sleep for a while, and I'll call you when you eat..." Seeing him awake, You Xiaoran said in a little panic, his eyes were avoiding Zhao Jianhui's gaze.
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