It was as if Luo Liyan could immediately become his wife if he took a second look.
But Luo Liyan's little feet are really pretty.
Women in Cheng Dynasty don't have the habit of footbinding, but men don't like women with too big feet after all.
But Luo Liyan's feet are very small, at most a size 34, and her skin is white all over, and her small toes are round, like small beans, and she often jumps there.
There are also pink nails, which will reflect crystal clear light under the light.
People can't help but want to take a bite.
Luo Liyan tilted her head and looked at Huo Mingheng as if the little thoughts hidden in her heart had been caught. She became at a loss and couldn't help but chuckled, "You can watch it if you want, anyway, I I didn't intend to stop you, you don't have to pretend in front of me... "
gentleman.
Before Luo Liyan had time to say the following words, Huo Mingheng had already turned over to stand in her line of sight.
That slightly cold gaze carried an unsmiling majesty.
"Don't pretend, are you sure you can bear it?" Huo Mingheng's deep and deep voice, with a somewhat eager hoarseness, sounded like a beast about to eat, which made people feel extremely flustered.
Luo Liyan was terrified by his appearance, afraid that he would really do something impulsively.
But after the two of them stood in a stalemate for more than ten seconds, looking at his eyes that were still dark like swirls, the restless thoughts were like grass under the stone, bit by bit, they came out from the gap.
She arched her leg that didn't fall, and put it against Huo Mingheng's calf, rubbing it lightly, "Are you trying to scare me on purpose? You haven't seen me for five years, and your temper is getting wilder and wilder, even scaring me .”
Huo Mingheng felt as if his legs had been scorched by fire, and his whole body became hot.
But within a short time, his throat became extremely hoarse.
He pursed his lips tightly, but he refused to retreat at all.
It's not that she wants to compete with Luo Liyan, to see who will calm down first.
He just couldn't bear to end what the little girl in his arms was doing to himself now.
Even if it is painful and tormented, it is also a sweet burden.
Seeing that Luo Liyan had teased him for a long time, but he didn't get his hair on fire, she wanted to force him to lose more and more.
Her little feet rubbed her trousers up uneasily, and her toes were like dancing elves, gently rubbing against Huo Mingheng's calf.
This completely broke the tight string in Huo Mingheng's head, he jumped out quickly like a firecracker being ignited, as if he would do something if he stayed a little longer.
"You..." Luo Liyan just wanted to laugh at him, but just looked over, but saw his chest heaving violently, like a child who made a mistake, standing there at a loss.
Luo Liyan was stunned for a moment, smiling like a successful kitten, "Look, you threatened me just now, but in fact, you were the one who made fun of yourself."
"I just respect. To respect my wife, some intimate things must wait until the day we get married." Huo Mingheng's voice became even hoarse, and Luo Liyan's ears seemed to be getting drunk.
"Well, I think so too." Luo Liyan shook her head, agreeing with his idea.
Although Huo Mingheng is now sixteen years old, both of them are still young, and they are going to take the college entrance examination, and Huo Mingheng also has to fight and plot rebellion.