The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

Mo Lin felt that Hua Huo had been treating him differently since the day he celebrated Hua Huo's birthday.

Although she had been very nice to him before, she was a little too nice after that.

She usually served tea and water, and often asked Mo Lin if he wanted anything, fearing that she would make Mo Lin unhappy. Sometimes she even wanted to give him a massage.

Mo Lin thought about it and decided to forget it. He couldn't enjoy the massage service of Hua Huo, at least now he didn't think it was very good.

Mo Lin has always been a person with low material desires, and he has never enjoyed too many things. In terms of enjoyment, only food is the luxury he has enjoyed.

However, sometimes when Mo Lin accidentally touches Hua Huo's body, she will be very shy. When he accidentally touches her hand when handing something, she will bounce away as if she was electrocuted and turn her slightly red face away.

Emmmm Hua Huo, are you this kind of person? Didn't you have a lot of fun making fun of yourself before?

Time flies, and another month has passed.

After school that day, it was already late. Mo Lin packed up and prepared to meditate and practice, closing his eyes to welcome the arrival of the next day.

I don’t know where Hua Huo ran to. She hasn’t returned to her room yet, but she went home with me, so she wouldn’t encounter any danger at home. There was also my pendant to protect her. If anything happened, I would be able to sense it.

Mo Lin was relieved and focused on practicing.

Just after a while, Hua Huo came back with a wooden barrel in her hand.

“Little brother, little brother, wake up, wake up~” Hua Huo’s face was slightly red and woke Mo Lin from his state of meditation.

“What’s wrong, Hua Huo?” Mo Lin smiled helplessly.

“Little brother, I heard from the maids in the palace that their husbands usually like to wash their feet, so I thought why don’t you try it too~”

“…Huh? What?”

Mo Lin was shocked. Why did he turn to such a topic? Is this a healthy topic?

"No? You want to wash my feet?" Mo Lin was stunned. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.

"Yes, is it not possible?" Hua Huo nodded, her face slightly red.

"Of course not!" Mo Lin quickly got up from the bed and took the wooden bucket from Hua Huo's hand. He couldn't enjoy this kind of service.

Besides, Mo Lin was already a sect master. He would use spiritual power to clean his body every day, so he didn't need to wash it again with water.

"Why? It's the wife who serves the husband." Hua Huo tilted her head and asked curiously.

"Uh..." Mo Lin couldn't explain it. He just felt that he was not used to it. Besides, he only regarded Hua Huo as a little sister. How could he let her do such a thing?

Hua Huo and he were not really husband and wife. They were just in a relationship of helping each other. Mo Lin felt that Hua Huo and he should only be friends. He couldn't let his friends wash his feet.

"Anyway, I don't want it. I'm not used to it." Mo Lin shook his head.

"Okay..." Seeing Mo Lin's objection, Hua Huo no longer forced him. After all, it was the first time for her to do such a thing, and she was still quite shy.

To be honest, she was a little relieved when Mo Lin refused.

"What about the water? Should I pour it out?" Hua Huo looked at the wooden barrel in Mo Lin's hand, which contained some petals and spices. She had specially asked the maids at home for these recipes.

"It's a pity to pour it out, and it's not good to waste it..." Suddenly Mo Lin lowered his head and looked at Hua Huo's little feet.

Hua Huo was always barefoot, wearing a pair of clogs on her feet, and her cute white feet were always exposed.

"Well, since it's all here..." Mo Lin thought for a while and said, "Hua Huo, let me help you wash it."

……………?

"…………Hey hey hey hey hey?" This time it was Hua Huo's turn to be dumbfounded. No, what was going on? The little brother wanted to wash her feet?

"Come, sit here." Mo Lin pulled the dizzy Hua Huo, pressed her to sit on the stool, and took off her shoes.

He had washed the feet of his younger sisters before, but they were too young at the time and had to be taken care of by Mo Lin in life, so this kind of thing was inevitable.

"This... this is not good." Hua Huo was a little shy, this... this is embarrassing.

"It's okay, Hua Huo is very cute, I don't mind this kind of thing." Mo Lin said with a smile, he gently held Hua Huo's two little feet, tested the water temperature and found it was just right, then put her feet into the water.

"Well..." Hua Huo almost cried out in comfort, but fortunately she held it back.

Her body instantly straightened, and she was a little stiff with tension.

"Be good, relax a little." Mo Lin said softly, his hands moving gently.

"I'll try..." Hua Huo tried her best to relax her body and let Mo Lin fiddle with her.

Hua Huo's feet are very petite,Mo Lin rubbed her cute little feet carefully. Even though she was always barefoot, there was no dirt on them. They were clean.

emmmmm, if those netizens on Blue Star saw it, they might make a sharp explosion sound and scream wildly about jade feet... jade will only hurt you.

However, Hua Huo's cute little feet did meet the standard of jade feet in their hearts, or in other words, if such cute little feet did not meet the standard, then no girl's feet would meet the standard.

The skin is delicate and white, and the shape is small and cute, like the most exquisite work of art, which makes people love it.

Well, no, don't think about it, she is still a child, Mo Lin spitted at himself in his heart.

It's all the fault of those netizens who led my thinking astray.

Mo Lin also has some massage skills. While washing Hua Huo's feet, he massaged the acupuncture points on her soles.

Although Hua Huo's body is quite healthy, Mo Lin's massage method is only good for the body and not bad.

"Um... uh..." Hua Huo bit her teeth gently, trying not to scream out, and looked at Mo Lin with eyes as soft and moist as a spring.

Mo Lin's serious look was also very good, which made Hua Huo a little fascinated.

And he pressed so comfortably! Why is he so skilled? How many times has he washed other girls' feet!

Hua Huo's little head was dizzy and she began to think wildly.

"Brother... have you washed other girls' feet before?" Hua Huo asked softly and carefully.

"Hmm? Ah, I washed the feet of my sisters before."

"Is that so, brother and sisters... I haven't heard you say that before..." Hua Huo's voice was a little low... She remembered the many confidantes of Mo Lin in the prophecy.

But the sisters... they shouldn't be confidantes, they should... not be.

"If you want to listen, I'll tell you later when I have a chance, but it's not a happy story..."

"Yeah..." Hua Huo nodded, concentrating on enjoying Mo Lin's 'service'.

Zhongtong Mo Lin turned his spiritual power into fire again, slightly heating up the water temperature.

"Almost done, Hua Huo, I'll get a towel and wipe your feet." Mo Lin stood up and lifted Hua Huo's little feet out of the water and suspended them in the air.

"Yeah, I'll wait for my little brother." Hua Huo curled up obediently, watching Mo Lin's busy figure cleaning up.

Mo Lin poured out the water for washing feet, washed his hands, took a towel to wipe Hua Huo's feet clean, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Little brother, thank you..."

Hua Huo's face flushed, and she whispered.