Looking at the action Wei Yang was performing, Tang Xiaoquan, as a man, felt embarrassed to ask her to do such a thing.
Moreover, although he and Wei Yang had mutual affection, they hadn't formalized it, and neither had said those three words to the other.
So in this situation, asking Wei Yang to take off his shoes and socks and wash his feet was really inappropriate.
At least Tang Xiaoquan was aware of this.
"Um... Wei, Wei Yang, it's best I do it myself."
"Sit down!" Wei Yang stopped Tang Xiaoquan from bending over, pulling the ginger-scented soup closer to him, and said softly, "This needs to be drunk while it's hot to be effective. Be obedient and drink it; I'll take care of the other things."
"No, this..."
"Enough! Quanzi! Just listen to Wei Yang; look at the state you're in now, don't be stubborn." Wen Quanxin interrupted with a smile before Tang Xiaoquan could speak.
