"Hey, where are you looking at? Aren't my feet pretty?" An Yimo didn't feel shy when he saw Dugu Chen staring straight at her feet. Instead, there was a bit of joking in his tone, saying that he didn't
If you are a gangster, if you are not a gangster, you will stare at her feet.
She loves beauty very much and takes good care of her skin. She takes a bath with milk every week, so the skin all over her body is white and tender. She even takes care of her feet every week. She has absolutely beautiful feet.
"Not bad." Dugu Chen didn't feel uncomfortable about being caught, and his tone was unusually calm.
An Yimo bared her teeth and snorted coldly, "I have no vision."
Is her pair of beautiful feet just not bad?
Dugu Chen stopped answering and just focused on rubbing her feet. After a while, he said, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." An Yimo moved her foot, as if it really didn't hurt anymore.
"Then let's go!" Dugu Chen stood up and said coldly, then took the lead and walked outside.
An Yimo took a thin coat and put it on and followed him out. When they arrived at the door of the hotel, Sheng Mourui was taking pictures of Mu Nuan.
When Mu Nuan saw An Yimo coming out, she ran towards her quickly, "Momo, is your foot healed? Can you go to the observation deck?"
"No problem, it's better." An Yimo said while twisting her feet. The medicine was really effective. It really didn't hurt after applying it like that. It was better than any medicine she had used before. She would have to ask later.
Where did Dugu Chen buy it? Dad must like this medicine very much.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Mu Nuan pulled her excitedly and ran towards the observation deck, where she could enjoy the beautiful scenery. The important thing was that she wanted to hang a concentric lock on the iron railing.
Saint Mourinho went to buy four concentric locks, one for each person.
Mu Nuan took the lock and wrote her name on it, then held the lock with both hands and started to make a wish. When she was about to padlock, Sheng Mourui suddenly snatched her lock and locked hers with his.
Seeing his actions, Mu Nuan blushed slightly. This was something only lovers would do. They were not lovers. If his wife knew about it in the future, she would definitely be very angry and jealous.
But Mu Nuan didn't dare to remind Sheng Mourui. She knew his temper too well now. If she dared to mention it, someone would definitely get angry and ignore her.
What right does she, a debtor, have to make him angry? If he likes it, let him be locked together!
"Give me your lock." Dugu Chen looked coldly at An Yimo next to him.
"Why should I give it to you?" An Yimo looked up with a puzzled look on his face.
"Lock together."
"Why are they locked together?" Miss An didn't understand even more. They were not lovers.
"Sheng Murui and Mu Nuan are locked together." Dugu Chen said casually.
"That's them." An Yimo continued to write her name on the lock. Nuan Nuan and the CEO were lovers now, so of course they had to hang it together.
"They are a group, and we are a group, so naturally we have to hang together." After seeing An Yimo write his name, Dugu Chen stretched out his long hand and took her concentric lock in his hand.
An Yimo stood up and went to grab it, but Dugu Chen was taller than him. He held the concentric lock in his right hand, and she couldn't reach it even if she jumped to grab it.
"You scoundrel, return the concentric lock to me quickly." An Yimo put his hands on his waist and said fiercely, as if you would fight if you don't give it back to me. Why did he steal her concentric lock?