Chi Nuan's toes, brushed against, trembled slightly, her petite toes slightly curled back, but quietly turned red.
Her eyes darted, pretending not to notice.
Lu Zhan smiled, saying nothing, at this time of autumn and winter, soaking feet before bed is indeed very comfortable.
Especially with someone like her sitting opposite, the feeling is even more wonderful.
He felt it was not just about comfort anymore, but rather beauty.
Yes, it was beautiful.
The beauty of life.
His feet are large, wheat-colored skin, looking very masculine, forming a stark contrast with her fair and delicate feet.
Even in this way, it seemed harmonious.
"Lu Zhan…" She gently called his name.
He looked at her, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, just suddenly wanted to call you." She smiled.
He smiled back: "Nuan'er."
With that call, she couldn't help but chuckle, feeling both so childish!
