She wasn't shy. She just wasn't used to it.
Xia Jinyuan walked over and half-squatted in front of Ye Jian. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Jian's bare feet. Then, he stretched out a finger and poked Ye Jian's fair and tender instep. There was a teasing smile in his eyes. "They're still pretty, not ugly at all."
Women and men were indeed different. Women's limbs were more delicate.
Ye Jian's hands and feet were a little soft. The tips of her fingers were so fair, slender, and long. When he held them in his hand, they felt soft and tender. However, because she had been training for many years, there were calluses on her palm and the fingers that held the gun.
The tips of her toes were pink like shells. They were small and delicate. Xia Jinyuan had secretly measured them with his palm before. He realized that Ye Jian's feet were not as long as his palm. They were small and fleshy. They were extremely beautiful. He couldn't help but want to touch them.
