Looking For You

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.