How to sleep at night was indeed a troublesome issue for Jiang Feng.

The misunderstanding between Mu Shuisheng and Ruan Xiuning about his relationship with Mu Yanluo was secondary; the key issue was that this little house truly lacked a place for him to sleep!

The main room didn't even have a sofa, only a few stools, and there were two side rooms, which used to be occupied by Mu Yanluo and Mr. Scar in their childhood.

Now, Mu Yanluo's room had been tidied up by Ruan Xiuning, but Mr. Scar's room hadn't been cleaned and was uninhabitable.

Even if it were, Jiang Feng couldn't possibly sleep in the dead Mr. Scar's room. That would be too uncomfortable!

"Xiao Feng, listen to your aunt. Don't be formal at home. We often watch TV and know that you city folks start getting involved much earlier with the opposite sex. There's no need to wait for the wedding night like us villagers do."

Mu Shuisheng added with a smile, "As long as you're willing to treat my eldest daughter well in the future, you can do whatever you want. I think Xiao Luo will certainly go along with you as well. She's a naturally kind-hearted girl..."

"Dad, what are you saying!!"

Mu Yanluo, embarrassed and annoyed, couldn't believe her parents were saying this, it was too much for her to face Jiang Feng!

"Ahem, Uncle Mu, Auntie, you should rest. I'm going back to my room."

Jiang Feng couldn't sit still there any longer, so he had to get up and, with a thick skin, went back to Mu Yanluo's room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he was startled.

To his surprise, Ruan Xiuning had decorated the room like a newlywed's room in the countryside: a bed covered with a bright red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, even the mattress and pillows were brand new.

Apparently, these were prepared for Mu Yanluo's future wedding and were now brought out early!

And the bright red quilt was just a single one, not two!

This meant that tonight he would not only share the bed with Mu Yanluo but also the quilt!

Jiang Feng suddenly felt infinitely embarrassed.

If he and Nangong Qingcheng were in such a situation, they probably wouldn't mind and it might even add some romantic ambiance, but now his counterpart was Mu Yanluo...

How awkward is that?

Just as Jiang Feng was sitting awkwardly, not knowing whether to sit or stand, Mu Yanluo also entered, carrying a basin of warm water.

Upon entering, she saw her mother's arrangement and froze for a moment, her face quickly turning red like a ripe peach, steaming with embarrassment!

"What are you doing...?"

Jiang Feng asked upon seeing the basin Mu Yanluo was holding.

"...Jiang Feng, you've had a long day. Take off your shoes and soak your feet."

Mu Yanluo finally reacted, blushing, as she walked forward and said.

"Okay."

Jiang Feng shook his head, trying to shake off any messy thoughts, and forced himself to calm down as he took the foot basin and sat on the bed.

He thought it was just for him to soak his feet, so after taking off his shoes and socks, he relaxedly put his feet in.

Who would've thought Mu Yanluo didn't leave!

Watching Jiang Feng just put his feet in the basin, she knelt in front of him, a towel over her shoulder, reaching for Jiang Feng's feet with her delicate hands.

Jiang Feng was startled again!

"What are you doing?"

Seeing her posture, was she about to wash his feet?

In his entire life, before and after rebirth, Jiang Feng had never had a woman wash his feet, and now Mu Yanluo was offering to do such a thing?

Mu Yanluo, too shy to lift her head, softly said, "Jiang Feng, don't stand on ceremony; let me do it. I want to repay you properly while doing what I can."

Jiang Feng immediately pulled his feet out of the basin: "No need! I can do it myself!"

"In my house, you listen to me!"

Mu Yanluo insisted, grasping Jiang Feng's ankle and once again placing his feet back in the basin, saying quietly with a flushed face, "I can't help you much else, so serving you to rest is my responsibility, isn't it? Besides, in our Long Family Village, it's customary for women to wash men's feet; there's no exception in the village. You might as well follow the custom..."

"But——"

Jiang Feng still felt a bit awkward, but before he could resist further, Mu Yanluo had already dipped her tender hands into the basin, willingly washing his feet.

As those soft hands lightly skimmed across his feet, Jiang Feng felt a ripple of warmth envelop his heart, his whole body heating up, his feet changing from initially tense and uncomfortable to gradually relaxed.

The sound of water splashing as Mu Yanluo lifted warm water to cascade over Jiang Feng's feet, carefully washing them.

She washed attentively, her jade-like hands even inadvertently massaging some acupressure points on Jiang Feng's feet. This sensation left Jiang Feng feeling as though he was floating, utterly relaxed, with all his muscles loosening up.

The scene felt embarrassingly like a concubine attending to her man in this manner.

So neither of them knew what to say, and the room was extraordinarily quiet.

The steam rising from the foot basin blushed Mu Yanluo's cheeks red, as she meticulously attended to Jiang Feng's feet without daring to lift her gaze, shy beyond belief.

From Jiang Feng's angle, looking at Mu Yanluo crouching before him with her head down, through the slightly open collar of her floral jacket, he could just glimpse a hint of snowy white.

Jiang Feng immediately sucked in a breath, consciously turning his face elsewhere.

After about fifteen minutes, though it felt like an eternity, Mu Yanluo finished washing and took the towel from her shoulder, gently drying Jiang Feng's feet.

Jiang Feng really couldn't bear letting her do this anymore, so he snatched the towel from her hand to dry his feet himself, saying, "That's enough, thank you."

"Thank you for what, don't be so polite with me!"

Mu Yanluo, blushing, gave Jiang Feng a look, placing the foot towel lightly back into the basin.

She, a supremely peerless beauty, actively helped Jiang Feng with such a task before even being married and found unexpected joy in it.

She even naively hoped that it would be wonderful if she could wash Jiang Feng's feet every day in the future.

"Jiang Feng, my parents have gone to bed already. You should get into bed and sleep too. I'll go empty the water for you."

With her face flushed and almost inaudible, she said this, cheeks burning, carrying the foot basin and leaving as if escaping.

Watching her gracefully retreating figure, Jiang Feng sighed helplessly once again.