Then, he picked up the pair of golden heels he had chosen, held her jade feet in one hand, and held a small high heel in the palm of the other, and gently put it on her feet.

Her feet are slender and fair, but her toes are round and cute, and the pink nails on them are like naughty pearls, shining in the sun. Just looking at her feet, you can satisfy a lot of foot fetish preferences, and it is a beautiful work of art, full of juice, which makes people can't help but want to suck it when they look at it.

watched her slender white feet fit the high heels little by little, and pushed in little by little. Finally, her mischievous toes finally disappeared in the front of the soft leather of the heels.

"Ling Yichuan ......"

She never thought that Ling Yichuan would actually kneel down on one knee and help her change her shoes!

The top of the man's head, because he bowed his head slightly, was right in front of her eyes. He looked serious, as if he was doing something very great, and his expression was appreciative and serious.

When he picked out his shoes, he asked for the shoe size. The specially selected style fits her soft arch very well, and her feet seem to be surrounded by a pair of powerful big hands.

He also pinched the front of the heels very carefully to see if there was room for his toes and leather shoes, whether they were soft and comfortable - if they were uncomfortable, no matter how beautiful the shoes were, he would not force Ji Liunian to cut them down.

When this one was finished, he picked up the new one, and still carefully put her other foot on the shoe.

When the two shoes were put on, he looked at her toes, all the way down the slender instep, tucked away at the end of the delicate ankle, the streamlined arc, the fair and soft skin, hidden in the golden soft leather, looked particularly moving.

Ling Yichuan looked at it, put down her feet with satisfaction, and her voice was quite soft: "You take two steps and try." ”

Ji Liunian nodded, and was just about to stand up, when Ling Yichuan's hand stepped forward, as if he wanted to help her up. She smiled and held out her hand to him, putting it down in his big hand. His hands were slender and powerful, and his fingers were slightly cold, but his palms were firm and warm, with a tangled arc in the middle.

Feeling the force of his palm, her body involuntarily stood up. Maybe it's because it's the first time she's wearing these high heels, so she can't help but be a little unaccustomed to it, the center of gravity of her body is not accurate, she shook slightly, and her head is crooked in front of her.

But Ling Yichuan happened to be standing in front of her, and when she fell crookedly, she happened to fall on top of him. Perhaps because he was going to the banquet, he sprinkled his whole body with Dupont perfume, the elegant and luxurious scent lingering on the tip of her nose, not as strong as cologne, and the same brand as his shirt/suit, tie and leather shoes.

This brand from France is different from the traditional Italian top clothing brands. From the very beginning of its birth, it has been known for its noble/comfortable and elegant temperament. In particular, compared with the Italian brand, Dupont contains a unique Parisian arrogance/coldness and nobility, with Ling Yichuan's unruly messy hair, and a slight sharp look in the peach blossom eyes, and a faint smell of perfume, not only does not give people a very feminine feeling, but renders his own arrogant, cold and indifferent temperament.