He took out a pair of Mu Zhao¡¯s new socks from the suitcase and gave them to her to wear.
This seems to be not the first time he has put socks on her.
I thought her feet were small before, but I didn¡¯t expect that when placed in his palm, they would be as long as his fingers. Her little feet were white, tender and thin, and each toe looked like a silkworm made of ice jade. They were very cute.
He held it in his hand and felt that the little feet were incredibly soft. His heart moved slightly, and he bowed his head and kissed the soft instep with Mu Zhao looking shocked.
Unlike the hands, the feet have fine nerve fibers and are considered a relatively private part of a woman's body. This action really made Mu Zhao blush and his heart beat.
She blushed and said with a bit of embarrassment and anger: "Sheng Xixiu, why are you so so astringent"
The man was very magnanimous. He put her socks on and chuckled, "I haven't seen anything about you. I didn't see you being shy when you took a shower."
Mu Zhao¡¯s eyes widened and he was speechless for a moment.
The man was just like a man who had nothing to do, waiting for her to put on her boots. After putting on her boots, he answered one of her previous questions: "If the clothes are dirty, they will be changed naturally."
Mu Zhao lazily asked, "Why are they dirty? Who dares to dirty your clothes?"
Sheng Xixiu held her hand and said, "I did it myself."
Mu Zhao followed him out: "How did you do it?"
"I caught fish and wet my clothes. Don't you like fish? The fish in the mountains are fresh and tender. I caught a few to make soup for you."
Mu Zhao felt sweetness in her heart, and her lips curled up involuntarily, but she still maintained the pretentious character of little princess Mu and curled her lips: "But it wasn't you who did it Oh, even if you did, it would be a waste of time for you to be such a good fish. ¡, you are not good at cooking¡¡±
Sheng Xixiu was walking well, but when he heard what she said, he suddenly stopped and looked down at her: "Do you like men who hang around the stove so much?"
Mu Zhao said sarcastically: "No, what's the use of just walking around the stove? If you're not good at cooking, ugly, and poor, I'm sure I won't like it."
"You mean, you like good-looking cooks who cook delicious food? Then why don't you marry a cook?"
Mu Zhao curled his lips: "Don't change your mind I just think that if you were good at cooking, I might like you more. Do you know why I have been close to my eldest brother since I was a child? Because he is not only good at cooking He is good at everything, he is like anything he does, and he has an idol aura around him. I don¡¯t even think I like himbut you are a person who always has more shortcomings than advantages"
Before she finished speaking, she noticed that the man¡¯s face turned ugly.
She said in a leisurely tone, pointing at his nose, "Look, lookyour anger is your shortcoming!"
Sheng Xixiu: ¡°¡¡±
His eyebrows twitched, and he said in a calm tone: "Is Huo Xiao's cooking better, or is it Mu Nianxiao's?"
This question was a strange one. Mu Zhao didn¡¯t understand why he would ask such a question. Was it because he was jealous?
? Okay, I must be jealous!
Mu Zhao took his arm and shook it twice: "Although they are all very good at cooking now, I think my husband will definitely surpass them in the future I am so cute, how could my husband upset my stomach? , do you think so?"
The man¡¯s brows moved slightly, and there were strong and fiery fluctuations in his eyes. His Adam¡¯s apple rolled, ¡°What did you call me?¡±
Mu Zhao¡¯s face turned red. She stood on tiptoes and climbed up his neck, trying her best to reach the man¡¯s ear. She smiled softly: ¡°Husband¡husband¡¡±
She called her husband many times in succession, which made the man's heart surge, and his eyes even felt a little wet. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com