Let's Get Married

Eunice does not realize her change. She is focused on the man in front of her. Ryan doesn't deliberately mention it. It is not easy for her to open her heart. If he speaks out, they may be back to square one.

However, her behavior makes Ryan understand that she doesn't really hate him. It's just that there are things for her to get over with. She relies on him instinctively and is willing to let him in.

He needs to work hard and help her get over with the rest.

He can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she doesn't really hate him. That is the last thing he wants to see. Once he notices her rejection from the bottom of her heart, he will lose the courage to go further.

He is afraid that it will bring her more trouble and harm.

Fortunately, no.

Ryan takes half a basin of water and dips his hand in it to test the temperature. He doesn't show any disgust at all.

He picks up the basin effortlessly. The muscles on his forearm bulge slightly, revealing beautiful lines. Eunice follows behind him. He puts the basin by the bed and half squats on the floor. He raises his hand and pats the bed, "Sit down."

Eunice slowly tightens her hands and nervously walks over to sit on the bed. Seeing that he is going to lift her feet, she quickly shrinks back and says, "I'll do it myself..."

"Your hand is injured. You can't do that." As he speaks, Ryan does not give her time to refuse. He directly takes off her shoes and puts her feet into the water.

Her fair feet are covered by the clear water. A layer of ripples rises above them, breaking the light into shafts. Eunice lifts one of her feet to cover the other, as if this is the only way to make her feel at ease.

Being stared at by him when washes her feet, it is really ... embarrassing.

Ryan's attitude towards her was completely different from now. In the past, not to mention helping her wash her feet, he might think it was

heart seems to have wilted suddenly. She lowers her head and stares at the

directly puts his hand into the water. He accurately holds one foot and kneads it with a perfect amount of

is shocked. She retreats her foot back forcefully but she fails. Her red ears

a low voice, "No, there's no need. I'll just rub my

about hygiene to do it yourself." However, Ryan does not listen to her and insists on giving her a massage. His hands, which have been

that clearly

wind blowing outside the

little. Ryan doesn't do anything. He is only helping her to relax her feet. Although

gentle hair and couldn't help but ask, "You ... why

she knows, has never wasted time on a woman. He doesn't please or take care of someone. She

is his type. There is

the man who she thought could do nothing is massaging her

embarrassed, and also

pauses. However, it is only an instant before he returns to normal in the next second. His voice is very calm, "Because you

to be taken

of cold water pouring down from her head,

forces out a smile, her eyes

getting colder and colder. He stands up and says, "I'll go

Ryan returns with a soft and clean white towel in his hand. He wraps the towel around her feet and gently presses it to absorb the

disappointed now. She tries not to speak out her thoughts, but she fails, "You don't have to be nice to me because of guilt. I need to be taken