Jiang Feng was completely stunned listening to Lin Chuxue giving him so many "titles" at once!
"How am I a psychological deviant?" he asked, wide-eyed.
"Hmph! Still won't admit it? Ever since the first time we met, you kept staring at my feet. Dare to say you don't have a foot fetish?" Even though Lin Chuxue's cheeks were rosy, seeing Jiang Feng's crazy look was amusing, and she felt an unusual sensation in her heart.
It was as if she had grasped some of Jiang Feng's weaknesses but had never revealed them. Now that she had, making Jiang Feng embarrassed yet flustered, she found it immensely funny.
"I..."
Jiang Feng found himself awkwardly speechless, unable to refute.
As for whether he had a foot fetish, he himself wasn't sure. He undeniably loved looking at beautiful women's jade feet.
But among all the beauties around him, Lin Chuxue was the first to point this out, making it impossible for him to argue!
"What's wrong with it? It's a normal preference!"
