Chapter 19 Lady Yin Doesn’t Understand
The house is not large, the peeling paint on the walls gives it a slightly deteriorated appearance. Inside, on a black painted square table, an oil lamp is lit. The cotton wick, white but yellowing from oil, shows that Cui Yu had just manually spun out new cotton, indicating the house may not have been lived in for a long time.
The light from the lamp was dim, making the clear water in the copper basin look dark, highlighting the two small feet like lotus flowers emerging from the mud.
Seeing Nezha enter, Cui Yu hurriedly greeted him, asking him to bring a stool over to soak their feet together.
Nezha moved swiftly, Cui Yu only asked if he was hungry, saying she had just brought two rice balls from the kitchen, although they didn’t compare to home, lacking both meat and vegetables.
The two chatted for a while, and after drying their feet, they moved the oil lamp over again. Cui Yu then took a needle and thread from a small bag she carried for her embroidery, heated it over the fire, and handed it to Nezha.
"What’s this for?"
"Help sister pop some blisters, I’ve been walking all day and it’s killing me."
Nezha remained seated, so Cui Yu placed her foot on his leg, exhaled deeply, and moaned, "I’m exhausted."
Cui Yu leaned on the bed, wearing only a close-fitting white undershirt, her curves were delicate, enchanting without being seductive, her youthful tenderness and allure were fully revealed at that moment, leaving Nezha entranced.
Fortunately, Nezha only stared for a moment, and since Cui Yu was indeed very tired, she didn’t notice anything unusual.