To Jiang Ning's complete surprise, Chen Yuan was seriously studying her fair feet.
Overcome with shyness, Jiang Ning's toes curled slightly. Her delicate, translucent toes looked like a row of tiny steamed buns, waiting to be devoured.
It was the first time he had ever examined his girlfriend's feet so closely. He was amazed to find how delicate Jiang Ning's feet were. They didn't look like they were meant for walking at all, but rather like sculptures carved by an artist for display.
Normally, feet that were often in high heels wouldn't be this fair. After all, heels were all about elegance, not comfort.
For anyone who wasn't used to them, just half a day was enough to rub their ankles raw.
