On the day of the blind date, I got my certificate from the paranoid richest man.

Chapter 237 Can it be done?

Du Shengsheng didn't know what Gu Yanbai was thinking.

She didn't even think that Gu Yanbai liked her.

In fact, during the day, Gu Yanbai suddenly kissed her and returned the princess' hug to her... This sudden intimate act really made Du Shengsheng a little excited.

She had also doubted whether Gu Yanbai might be attracted to her.

However, the act of exchanging sheets and quilts at night was like a basin of cold water, completely waking up Du Shengsheng.

Gu Yanbai is still the same Gu Yanbai, he is mysophobic, aloof, and he dislikes her very much.

Really, if you dislike me so much, why do you want to marry me?Du Shengsheng thought gloomily in her heart: Even the sheets and quilts I lay on were so disgusting, so if I proposed to consummate the marriage with him, wouldn't I scare him to death?

Thinking of this, Du Shengsheng suddenly had a bad idea in her heart: Humph, when her foot heals, she will deliberately tease Gu Yanbai, and then make a fuss about consummating the marriage with him, and see what he does!
Can't scare him to death!

Thinking of this, Du Shengsheng felt much better. She held on to the wall and limped into Gu Yanbai's room. Then she called Xiao Anan and asked Xiao Anan to help her get her bag.

In the bag, there was the medicinal oil that Dr. Ye had prescribed for her during the day.

When he was at the community hospital during the day, Gu Yanbai said that he would help Du Shengsheng massage his injured ankle at night.

But now, Gu Yanbai seems to have forgotten.

When Du Shengsheng saw that Gu Yanbai still disliked her so much, she was unwilling to call Gu Yanbai to come and help her. She knew how to press the button herself anyway, so she would press it herself.

It’s not out of reach!

So, Du Shengsheng opened the medicated oil, poured some into his hand, and then applied it to the injured ankle.

After applying the medicated oil, she gently began to massage near the injured ankle.

Gu Yanbai was in Du Shengsheng's room, laying out sheets and quilts, and tidying up his "new bed".

He has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder and can't stand a mess on his bed.

After tidying up, it was still early, so Gu Yanbai thought for a while and prepared to go to the study to read a book.

However, when he passed by the door of his room, he keenly smelled the smell of medicinal wine.

Gu Yanbai was stunned for a moment, and then Du Shengsheng's white and slender ankles suddenly flashed in his mind.The ankles were slim and beautiful, and the shape of the feet was good-looking. He didn't have a foot fetish, but he still thought Du Shengsheng's feet were very beautiful.

Gu Yanbai stood at the door in a daze for a few seconds, then opened the door and went in.

"Is it time to massage your feet? Why didn't you call me?" Gu Yanbai said, "Didn't I promise you that I would massage your feet?"

Du Shengsheng turned to look at Gu Yanbai, and then said, "You dislike my sheets and quilt, but don't you dislike my feet?"

"I don't dislike you." Gu Yanbai explained, "I'm just not used to using other people's things."

"Stop making excuses." Du Shengsheng said sharply: "I said you don't mind it. If you don't wear gloves, do you dare to touch my feet?"

This sentence stopped Gu Yan in vain.

His first reaction was: No.

But when he looked at Du Shengsheng's fair and slender feet, he felt that if they were touched, it would be nothing.

As if to prove something, after a long silence, Gu Yanbai suddenly squatted down next to Du Shengsheng, and then reached out to touch Du Shengsheng's ankle that had been coated with medicated oil.

There were no gloves on his hands.

Du Shengsheng was startled. She just said something to Gu Yanbai casually. She didn't really want Gu Yanbai to touch her feet.

So, just when Gu Yanbai's hand was about to touch Du Shengsheng's ankle, Du Shengsheng suddenly retracted his foot.

"What are you doing?" Du Shengsheng blushed and asked slightly nervously.

Gu Yanbai's expression was very calm. He raised his head, met Du Shengsheng's dark eyes, and then said calmly: "Didn't you ask me if I dared to touch your feet without wearing gloves? I don't know, so I thought Try it.”

His expression and tone were like a cold-blooded scientist conducting an irrelevant experiment. Du Shengsheng didn't see love in his eyes. What she saw was pure curiosity.

He was just curious if he could do it.

He didn't care how badly she was injured.

(End of this chapter)