Helping Gu Xinyan sit down on a wooden bench by the side of the path, Xu Xiangbei then noticed that Gu Xinyan was wearing a pair of black five-inch high heels, a kind that would add more strain to her leg muscles and make her tire more easily.
"You're wearing high heels today?"
"Yeah, there's no scene for me today, so I don't have to wear the costume. I'm just wearing high heels."
They were a pair of open-toed strappy high heels, with a few snowy white toes like green onion segments peeking out of the front of the black leather shoes.
Gu Xinyan hadn't applied nail polish; her white, tender toenails were as crystal-clear as white jade. The black straps crisscrossed her petite white ankles, exuding a wild and bold vibe.
Untying the straps and slipping the high heels off Gu Xinyan's feet, one crystal-clear little foot was revealed, only as big as Xu Xiangbei's palm. Resting in his hand, he could feel her foot's delicate softness with a cool hint of chill.
