At the dance, there was a gaze that kept staring at Zhan Yan, and Zhan Yan had noticed it a long time ago. She took the opportunity to get a drink from the waiter, glanced behind her, and then calmly turned back.
"Your sister Li Yan is here too." Zhan Yan said lightly to Mi Xiu beside him.
Mi Xiu frowned, unable to tell what Zhan Yan was feeling, but he turned around displeased and saw Li Yan looking at him and Zhan Yan.
"I swear, I didn't know she was here too." Mi Xiu raised his hand and swore softly on the spot.
Zhanyan glared at him, "Huh! Who asked you?"
Mi Xiu touched his nose and said, OK, I feel guilty even if I don't want to be a thief.
Although this girl Zhanyan has no education, she can be said to be illiterate, because she has never attended school for a day, so all the knowledge she learned was learned while training in the Purgatory Hall. However, this girl has principles, that is, you respect me.
One foot, I will give you one foot in return. You are so shameless, so don’t blame me for not giving you face.
The only people who wanted her to look kind and cheerful were her own people. She never even looked at anyone else, let alone Li Yan, whom she didn't have a good impression of at first glance.
The war between women does not necessarily have to be solved by force. Sometimes you can use words and actions to attack the other party. Zhan Yan uses this very well.
Originally, Zhan Yan had no good feelings towards Mi Xiu. Mi Xiu had always been the one to fawn over Zhan Yan. Zhan Yan turned sideways and glanced at the rear right side with her peripheral vision, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Then Zhanyan smiled brightly at Mi Xiu. There were many men in the venue watching Zhanyan. Such a bright and noble woman would attract others' attention wherever she went. Look at Zhanyan suddenly smiling so brightly.
Therefore, the man's heart suddenly melted, let alone Mi Xiu, who was always by her side.
Attracted by Zhan Yan's smile, Mi Xiu was fascinated by all sorts of things.
"Mi Xiu, my feet hurt." Zhan Yan held Mi Xiu's arm and looked at Mi Xiu with infinite grievance. This weak look directly killed Mi Xiu instantly.
This girl has always been so cold and charming. When did she become so weak like a little white rabbit?! A woman's occasional weakness can make a man very proud, because he will think that he is her support.
"The shoes are too high?!" Mi Xiu looked at Zhan Yan with pity.
"Yes!" Zhanyan nodded honestly. I don't know if it was because of the warm-colored dress, but she didn't feel cold at all today.
Mi Xiu squatted down with his tall and straight body, held Zhan Yan's feet, lifted them slightly, then took off Zhan Yan's shoes with his other hand, and rubbed her sore soles and ankles with his bare hands.
, after rubbing the foot, let her relieve the pain, and then helped her put on the murder weapon, the twelve-centimeter high heels, and then changed to the other foot. After a series of movements, there was no dislike.
Just meticulous attention to detail.
Originally Zhanyan just wanted to stimulate Li Yan and ask Mi Xiu to care about her, but she didn't expect that Mi Xiu would rub her feet in public and do so carefully.
No matter how shameless Zhanyan was, there were times when she blushed. She looked around and found that there were indeed many people looking at her, including Mi Ai and Yin Mo. The two of them were standing not far from them. Mi Ai was looking at her.
He winked at her.
Zhanyan shrank her feet, but Mi Xiu held her tightly, so she could not escape.
"Okay, are you feeling better?" Mi Xiu stood up and asked Zhanyan considerately. He looked at Zhanyan's face turned slightly red and didn't say anything, pretending not to notice.