Looking at the peep-toe high heels wrapping her slender feet, Xiaobei remembered what Huahua had said to him before.
She seems to have a lot of high heels.
"I can ask her to lend me a pair now."
As this thought took shape, Xiaobei quickly walked up to her.
Very soon, Xiaobei expressed his idea.
After speaking, Xiaobei noticed that Huahua's expression seemed a bit odd.
"What's up? Is there a problem?"
Seeing her shyness and hesitation, Xiaobei stepped back a bit, scratching his head in surprise.
Just then, Xiaobei heard her shyly say, "Oh, so the boss likes this style, huh? I'll give you this pair of high heels later. Do you want my dark nylon stockings too?"
"I..."
Xiaobei forced a wry smile.
Xiaobei knew she clearly misunderstood him...
With a bitter smile, rubbing his nose, Xiaobei said, "You're overthinking it. It's not for me, but for someone else."
As he explained, Xiaobei detailed everything.
After listening, Huahua's cheeks turned even redder.
