In addition to checking her injury, Jing Hanchuan was also observing the shape of her feet. Her feet…
Too small.
"How big are your feet?"
"I wear size five and a half." Xu Yuanfei felt that the breath he exhaled was scorching. The lighting in the dark room was very dim, but her face was so red that blood could drip from it. She felt a little uneasy and clutched her leg.
It felt as though she was being dismembered.
Only when Jing Hanchuan touched the wound did she take a deep breath.
"Is this the place?" His voice came from below. She looked at him slightly. His entire face was exposed under the light, and he was so beautiful that she couldn't take their eyes off him.
He looked a little feminine but not feminine. Perhaps seeing something, he smiled instantly. "What are you nervous about?"
Xu Yuanfei was dazzled by his smile and became absent-minded for a moment. "I'll do it myself. It's not convenient…"
