The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Zhang Xianxian kept talking, and kept shaking her legs and feet, but she was restrained by Wang Kang and couldn't move at all.

Her pretty face was full of embarrassment, even if she took off her shoes, she also had to take off her foot clothes?

Didn't you see your feet?

Can the feet be shown to other men casually?Isn't this destroying one's chastity?

Naturally, Wang Kang didn't know this. Women's feet were very important in ancient times. He just wanted to see how Zhang Xianxian was doing.

"Master, do you still want to take it off?"

Seeing Zhang Xianxian's constant resistance, Xiaotao asked hesitantly.

"Take it off!"

"Okay." Xiaotao obeyed Wang Kang and took off Zhang Xianxian's foot clothes.

Two delicate jade feet were revealed, white and smooth, the only shortcoming was a big blister on the bottom of the right foot, no wonder Zhang Xianxian was in pain.

Seeing this, Wang Kang couldn't help sighing, it really is Miss Qianjin, who just walked this way and became like this, isn't this the princess on the pea?

"Wang Kang, you..."

Zhang Xianxian was stunned for a moment, her cheeks blushed involuntarily, she was so ashamed and angry, Wang Kang really took advantage of her...

"Master, what should we do about this?"

Seeing the big blister, Xiaotao asked, "Do you want to find a doctor?"

"No!" Zhang Xianxian said hastily, Wang Kang had already seen her feet, should she let the doctor see them again?

Then she could really go crazy.

Wang Kang thought for a while and said to Xiaotao, "Go find a candle and light it."

After speaking, he got up and went out, and brought a long and thin silver needle after a while...

"What are you going to do?" Seeing this scene, Zhang Xianxian asked hastily.

Wang Kang explained: "Your blister has suppurated, you have to pierce it and release the pus inside, otherwise it won't get better, and you will always be in pain..."

"But this..."

Zhang Xianxian had never heard of this term before, so she said coldly, "I don't care about it."

This arrogant little look.

"It seems like I want to control you," Wang Kang muttered.

"What did you say?" Zhang Xianxian's face became even colder.

"I didn't say anything," Wang Kang spread his hands, then moved a small stool and squatted down in front of Zhang Xianxian.

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Xianxian subconsciously wanted to pull her foot back, but Wang Kang reacted quickly and grabbed her ankle.

"you……"

Zhang Xianxian's pretty face turned even redder, she was slightly taken aback, and then hurriedly moved, intending to kick Wang Kang with her left foot.

"You rascal, how dare you touch Miss Ben..."

"Don't move!"

Wang Kang said, "I'm not responsible for scratching your feet!"

Seeing that Wang Kang was holding a silver needle, Zhang Xianxian didn't dare to move when he heard the sound.

It's just that the shame and anger on her face are lingering.

At this time, Xiao Tao brought over the lit candle.

Wang Kang used the silver needle to pass it over the candle flame for disinfection.

"Are you really going to prick it with a needle?"

Zhang Xianxian asked nervously.

The slender needle tip is terrifying to look at.

Wang Kang raised his head, did not answer the question, but said: "Miss Zhang, there is actually something I have always wanted to tell you..."

His expression was very composed.

"what do you want to say?"

Zhang Xianxian was puzzled.

Wang Kang's eyes swept over Zhang Xianxian's tall chest, and said in a deep voice, "Your figure is really good!"

"You... why are you talking about this?"

The original blush on Zhang Xianxian's pretty face had just dissipated, but now it came back up again.

Taking advantage of Zhang Xianxian's distraction, Wang Kang grabbed her ankle and picked the silver needle directly on the blister...

"what!"

Zhang Xianxian couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and looked down, only to realize that Wang Kang did it on purpose.

Yellow pus flowed out of it, and the blisters dried up quickly.

She was about to say something, but Wang Kang took out a few small wooden sticks with some cotton on them...

This is a cotton swab that Wang Kang has made for himself in case of emergencies, but now he is using it.

He gently pressed the blister with a cotton swab to squeeze out the pus completely...

Feeling slightly hurt, Zhang Xianxian frowned, but saw Wang Kang who lowered his head and dealt with her seriously.

She froze again.

What does it feel like?

She couldn't say it, but there was something strange in her heart. Being grabbed by Wang Kang's ankle was already considered a great frivolity.

But she didn't seem to resist much.

Moreover, how could he still do this?