Micaela, vaguely aware of his intentions, immediately went over and blew out the candles, leaving the house dark while Carlos turned off the electrical switch as well, then closed the door and went out, relocking the lock on the outside….
The moon was rising, casting a silvery glow on the ground through the bamboo leaves, and he could faintly hear the sound of someone talking. He checked the ground, which was covered in bamboo leaves and left no footprints, before heading to the back of the house and checking the surroundings again. She went to the window, which Micaela had opened and waited there….
She was so nervous that her heart was about to burst out of her mouth when the night became even quieter and she heard a sound not far away….
Carlos abruptly entered, closed the window and unlocked it from the inside.
The windows are also made of wood and only serve to open and ventilate the windows. It’s nighttime and you can’t even see the windows unless you look closely….
The room was so dark you couldn’t see your fingers, there wasn’t a single source of light and the air smelled like a candle had been blown out…..
Carlos brought the woman close to the door, in case they want to enter, this position is good for defense, he felt the person in his arms tremble a little, he hugged her tighter, the woman also came closer and hugged him tightly, the small face against his chest, he heard the strong beating of her heart, he closed his eyes….
As long as she was close to him, she had no fear….
From outside came the frightened cry of.
-There’s a house here!
-Could they have been hiding in this house?
-Come closer and take a look!
-Don’t be silly, that man is so smart, is he hiding here waiting to be caught in a net?
Micaela opened her eyes when she heard the word, it was the voice of one of the men Carlos had knocked out in the afternoon….
It sounds like you’ve been rescued from freezing to death on the mountain….
Carlos sucked on the girl’s earlobe, lowering his voice to a whisper.
-Micaela, people use idioms better than you do. Micaela is speechless, it’s better than “catching them in a net…”.
-It never hurts to be careful, the boss is under a lot of pressure to get things done tonight, so many people are out there and yet they still let him get away, be careful boss take us at our word! . With that, the footsteps came closer and closer, Micaela’s heart lifted again, and Carlos’ heart remained in the air as he felt his pocket with one hand and grabbed the pistol in his pocket….
boss…
-The boss we heard this afternoon doesn’t seem to be in the back, this “boss” is…..
Micaela was also tense as she wondered if the boss they were talking about was Nicolas’ son.
In that case, it also seemed to make more sense that he feared Carlos would return to the Obregon family and be a hindrance to his interests….
But since everyone knew that Carlos was not from Salamanca, it was inevitable that he would leave Salamonsa within three months, and what would be the effect on his interests?
Micaela feels a mess in her head….
-The doors are closed, you see, they must not be here, so don’t waste your time and look elsewhere! A door away, the sound outside is extraordinarily clear, then the sound of a hanging lock being banged against the door….
-You two, look behind you, in case there are windows or something. Micaela’s heart is hanging by a thread again….
-There’s movement over there!
a man suddenly exclaimed.
-Quick, go after him! Shoot that man directly when you see him!
There was a rushing noise outside and then a gradual silence….
Micaela slowly exhaled the breath she was holding, filled with the words….
She saw the man and shot him directly….
That’s hard….
If Carlos is really Nicolas’ son, this is it, hand in glove….
Carlos’s hand also came out of his pocket and rubbed his head, not daring to take it lightly, but still lowering his voice, he said:
-Good girl, it’s okay, take it easy. . He let go of the person in his arms, turned on the flashlight on his phone, walked over and turned off the electric switch to leave, the food was still raw, then sat down on the only chair, took the girl in his arms, turned off the light on the phone and rubbed his hand along her calf.
-Exhausted, isn’t it?
The girl was wearing shoes with a bit of a heel today, and her feet must have been sore after walking so long up the mountain, but she didn’t complain half a word, not a word of tiredness, not a single request for rest….
A little embarrassed, the woman took his hand with both of hers.
-Carlos, it’s all right, it’s not tiring anymore….
Carlos has taken care of the most tortuous “ascent” and she tolerates the pain in her feet…
Micaela blushes uncontrollably again at the thought of her actions….
Carlos embraced the human being and stopped moving his hands to kiss her cheek.
-It will be more comfortable to soak your feet later…. Micaela then realized that he had boiled the water for her to soak her feet, and immediately felt even more moved….
After waiting a while longer to make sure no noise could be heard outside, she sat the girl on the stool and got up to light the candle, the phone was only half charged and it was best to put it away.
The small room was suddenly filled with an orange glow and Charles lifted the bucket and carefully opened the window to the silence outside.
He rolled out, not hurrying to bolt the door, scooped up the water and poured it in through the window, then climbed in himself and closed the window.
The house already smelled faintly of food and the girl was ready to eat after soaking her feet.
He lifted the electric kettle, poured the hot water that had just boiled in a bucket and took out clean, unopened towels from the drawer.
The rangers were supposed to come to stay in the near future, so they had brought the kitchenware first. The oil, salt and vinegar on the table are all new, which suits them just fine.
Carlos washed the towel and was about to wash the girl’s face when Micaela turned away with an astonished look on her face.
-Carlos, what do you think I am Mike?
Carlos picked the person up and placed her on a stool.
-Mike can still enjoy me giving him a bath, do you want to enjoy it too? Imagine that image and it could make your blood boil…..
Micaela blushed instantly and was quick to shake her head.
Carlos raised an eyebrow and bent down to wipe her face as he said:
-What’s the shame? It’s not like you haven’t washed it. The woman blushed even more and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him.
After washing her face, she squatted down to take off his shoes and socks….
-Carlos, no, I’ll wash it myself…..
The woman resisted, did not allow him to lift her leg, and Carlos raised his eyes to look at her.
-Let me do it. Deep eyes covered with tender love, making her forget for an instant his insistence, being lifted by him and resting her foot on his knee, taking off her shoes and socks, carefully rolling up her pants before putting them in the hot water and taking off the other one….
The water was just the right temperature and Micaela felt most of her tiredness disappear….
Since she had been pregnant, she had always worn flat shoes. Today, because of the city lord’s delivery ceremony, she had put on a pair with a slightly higher heel to match her dress, and this would make her glad she had foregone another pair of high heels, but even if these shoes were not said to be high, wearing them after climbing and walking for so long was enough….
The man’s thin, calloused fingers gently rubbed her feet, his fingertips pressing hard on the tips of her soles, sore enough to make Micaela bite her lip to keep from moaning….
Carlos carefully massaged her feet, in fact, he is also a layman, but only generally know the acupuncture points on the bottom of the foot, I hope this can relieve the girl’s tense nerves, a good sleep….
In the candlelight, Charles lowered his head, crouched before her on bent knees, the fine hair on his forehead falling in faint shadows over his handsome face, the thin lips slightly upturned, as if washing her feet would also make him happy and satisfy her….
The woman’s heart swelled with emotion and happiness, feeling her heart melt at his gesture, and she spoke softly:
-In ancient times, you had to marry a man when he looked at your feet, Carlos, you were responsible. Carlos raised his eyes to look at her.
-How did I do more than look at your feet?