Chapter 20 - Let’s Wash Together (2/2)

He laughed and nodded. “It’s a habit.”

Xue Dongting knit her brows. She knew a little medicine and knew that even a healthy person should not wash his feet in cold water in the middle of winter. “Come over here soak your feet in this hot water. Don’t use cold water anymore.”

She was pretty with her brows knit up like that. it didn’t fail to turn him on. He sidled up to her and whispered, “Dongting, are you concerned about me?”

She blushed and looked away. “Hurry up,” she said softly.

Song Yuming suddenly picked her up and carried her to the edge of the bed and said in his husky voice, “Let’s wash together.” He ignored her squirming and bent down and removed her embroidered shoes and took off her white socks. He held her icy feet just like he had that night, his big coarse hands warm and gentle.

He slipped her petite feet into the hot water and plunked down beside her and plunged his own big feet in there with them. Xue Dongting had her head down, silent, feeling the thick calluses on the bottom of his big feet slide over the top of hers. That rough feeling set her heart to fluttering. She was pulled into the fisherman’s arms and she just let her head rest on his chest. She could feel his heart pounding. “Can we leave a bit early tomorrow?” she whispered.

Song Yuming took her little hand in his and whispered one word into her ear: “Yes.”

The wind blew outside, the distant waves crashing out at sea. Suddenly the long, gentle sound of a flute floating in the pitch black night within the fishing village.

Xue Dongting thought, “That flute is really strange. There’s an irregularity to it. The player must be a hardened general from the battlefield…”

An odd look flashed through Song Yuming’s eyes and he frowned slightly. He turned to the woman beside him. “You go on to bed, I’ll go out and see.”

“Do you know that flute player?”

“…It might be Old Zhang the helmsman. Something might have come up. I’ll go to the riverbank and see.”