Bad Conscience

This exquisite foot gave Lu Chen a kind of surprise. If it was said that a woman's face and waist were visual beauty, then a woman's feet were a type of hidden beauty. This beauty cannot be described clearly, but when it is placed in front of you, your visual nerves immediately give you a great shock.

How could Lu Chen have thought that this rough looking Xiao Hui would have such a pair of beautiful little feet.

However, Xiao Hui didn't bluff at this moment. Her ankle did indeed have some bruises. From the looks of it, it had been twisted quite badly. For some reason, Lu Chen felt a strange sense of pity. He really couldn't bear to see such a delicate little foot being so ravaged. Of course, he was more worried. The road down the mountain was very far. Xiao Hui who had twisted her leg was now a burden to everyone.

Xiao Hui lowered her head to look at her injuries. She pouted and complained, "How can I be unlucky? It's all your fault!"