But of course it is impossible for Fu Yue to say this.
She tugged at the corner of Hoddle's clothes, motioning for him to put herself down.
Unexpectedly, the other party did not intend to let go at all.
Fu Yue: "???"
The God of Darkness glanced at her lightly, the arc of his thin lips pursed slightly arrogantly, looking at her as if looking at an idiot.
"Let you down?"
"Put you down and keep wearing the damn shoes and limp in front of me? Do you still want your feet?"
As he said that, Hodel lifted his chin towards the shoes that Fu Yue was holding, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.
Fu Yue: "..."
Think about that picture.
Wearing high heels, she endured her feet being scarred by rose thorns, and limped forward... .
hiss.
It hurts to think about it.
Fu Yue fell into a brief silence.
The God of Darkness snorted slightly, and the words that deserved to be beaten came again, "Forget it, because you are so pitiful and need my help, I will help you out of mercy."
Fu Yue: "... duck doesn't have to."
Holder: "??"
He obviously didn't understand the words.
Glancing around twice, the man walked towards the stone table over there with the girl in his arms and stopped.
Hoddle waved a finger.
The stone table took on a new look in the blink of an eye.
Fu Yue: "..."
I feel a burst of contempt from strength.
Hoddle put the girl in his arms on it, then squatted down halfway, looked down, and stared at Fu Yue's feet.
Fu Yue didn't know what Hoddle was going to do.
But being stared at his feet like this, uh, it's still quite awkward.
The girl shrank her toes subconsciously.
Then, a cold touch came from the ankle—
"do not move."
A low magnetic and pleasant male voice sounded.
Fu Yue opened her eyes slightly, because Hoddle held her feet with his hands.
"!!!"
This arrogant and poisonous god actually held her feet with his hands? !
Hoddle lowered his eyelashes and muttered: "Humans are really fragile things..."
The tone was a little disgusted.
Fu Yue: "..."
The little emotion that had just arisen in my heart disappeared in an instant.
What a god, why did he grow a mouth
Hoddle lowered his head slightly, brushed his slender fingers over the wound on the girl's foot, white light flashed across the fingertips, and the blood-stained wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fu Yue: "!!!"
This guy finally did something human, even though he doesn't seem to be human...
Seeing that the feet had returned to their white and tender appearance, Hoddle nodded in satisfaction, but when he thought about the scene he had just seen.
Gorgeous hall.
The man is holding the girl's waist and dancing.
rose Garden.
The man held the girl's slender wrist.
…
The dark god's beautiful face instantly darkened.
He stood up and snapped his fingers towards Fu Yue.
A simple cleansing technique.
There was no strange aura on the girl.
Only then did Hodel curl his lips again in satisfaction. He looked down at the girl sitting on the stone table, slightly parted his thin lips, and said, "Don't make any more contact with that ant."
Fu Yue looked up at him.
"oh."
Hoddle frowned: "What's your attitude?"
Fu Yue ignored him.
She wanted to put on her shoes, but since she was sitting on the stone table now, the shoes were thrown on the ground again, Fu Yue was a little embarrassed for a while.
It was Hoddle who stooped to pick up her shoes and held them in his hands.
Girls' high heels are small.
Compared with the man's slender hand, it was about the same size.