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Chapter 29 Are My Feet Beautiful?

Xiong Er can't remember when was the last time he wore a skirt that exposed his legs below the knee, maybe it was elementary school?Or kindergarten?

But at that time, she had no idea whether her legs looked good or not.

After she took off her trousers, she took off her camouflage jacket. She was still wearing the sports corset she had bought for her with permission, and her lower body was a pair of cotton underwear. A pair of white and tender feet stepped barefoot on the bathroom floor, slightly cold.

Why does Xu Xu want to see his own legs?
Xiong Er stared at his unpainted toes, thinking silently.

In her cognition, Song Enyan's legs are the most beautiful. They are white, thin and long. Compared with Song Enyan who is 172, Xiong Er feels that her legs are a bit short and not good-looking.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door outside the bathroom, startling Xiong Er.

"Little bear, are you going to the toilet or taking a bath inside?"

"Oh, I, I, I'm going to take a shower!"

"Oh, I saw you didn't move for a long time, so I thought you were not feeling well."

Xiong Er got up quickly, and took off the remaining underwear on his body. It was rare that he didn't have military training today, so he washed the suit and pants together.

"Wow! Great bonus!!!"

After taking a shower, Xiong Er went to the balcony with the washed clothes in her arms. Her curly and graceful figure was only wrapped with a large bath towel, and her black hair was wet. As soon as she came out, three roommates stared at her body enviously.

It has been almost half a month since I entered school. At the beginning of the period, when everyone looked at her like this, she would still blush, which was very embarrassing. Now, she is gradually getting used to it.

Outside the dormitory, the heavy rain continued, and the air could still smell the fragrance of rainwater and green grass from time to time. The four girls in the dormitory had finished their showers and dirty clothes, and had nothing to do, so they gathered in front of Lu Sisi's computer to watch "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

Currently only Lu Sisi and Wu Han have computers in the dormitory. Lu Sisi’s family is a cadre and worker in a small third-tier city, and her family conditions are not bad. She just finished the college entrance examination, and the family gave him a brand new laptop.

As for Xiong Er and Chen Xueyan, they didn't have computers at all.

But Lu Sisi is still very generous, and usually uses the Internet to watch dramas and so on.

At this moment, Lu Sisi was sitting beside her, wearing a nightgown, bending over there, applying nail polish to her toenails.

Xiong Er next to him looked at Lu Sisi's originally clean toes, which turned into a beautiful pink under the rendering of nail polish, which looked like glass, and asked curiously:
"Sisi, where did you buy this bottle of nail polish? The color looks really nice."

"This one, I bought it at the boutique outside our school during the summer vacation."

Lu Sisi glanced at the nail polish in her hand, smiled and said:
"Although the price is cheap, the effect of applying it is surprisingly good."

"Oh, I thought you bought it near the university."

Xiong Er liked the color of the nail polish on Lu Sisi's feet very much, and she thought that if she bought it at school, she would also buy a bottle to try it out.

In fact, Lu Sisi's feet are not pretty, they are a little fleshy, and the toes are a bit stubby, but after putting on nail polish, they immediately become different. When Xiong Er was in the bathroom, he had secretly taken several photos of his feet with his mobile phone, but he dared not give permission.

She was really not sure if her feet looked good or not.

Lu Sisi also seemed to see that Xiong Er liked the nail polish on his hand, so she generously handed it over and said:

"Little bear, try it too~"

"Your feet are so pretty, and with the embellishment of nail polish, they will definitely be even more beautiful!"

Hearing this, Xiong Er's heart moved slightly.

"Sisi, do you really think my feet look good?"

"Of course it looks good!"

Lu Sisi said with a matter of course:

"It's white and tender. I'm so envious. Hey, Xueyan, Wu Han, tell me, do Bear's feet look good?"

The other two girls also focused their attention on Xiong Er's feet, as if admiring a painting, they commented in a hurry, basically all kinds of compliments, and asked Xiong Er what is the secret of keeping his feet so tender.

"I have been putting sanitary napkins in my shoes every day during military training! But my feet are still very uncomfortable!"

"Little bear, do you use foot cream every day?"

"No."

Xiong Er shook his head, took the nail polish that Lu Sisi handed over, dabbed a little on the brush, then bent down, and carefully applied it on his big toe.

Her toes were originally exquisite and clear, but after applying a layer of light pink nail polish, they were even more crystal clear and watery like gemstones.

"Well, it's really beautiful!"

Lu Sisi praised enviously.

"If you like it, I'll give you this bottle of nail polish!"

"no!"

Xiong Er shook his head quickly.

"You've already given me a pair of skirt pants before, I can't keep taking your things for nothing."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, the price of this bottle of nail polish was less than ten yuan at the time, and there was only half of it left, so you can just accept it with peace of mind."

Having said that, Xiong Er still insisted on taking ten yuan from his shriveled wallet and handing it to Lu Sisi.

At this moment, Xiong Er could only think about the casual words of Xu Lian, and he was not in the mood to watch the drama. He touched the bed alone and said that he was going to squat for a while, so he closed the curtain, hid in the bed alone, untied the bath towel on his body, and painted the rest of his toes with nail polish.

After painting, she looked at her feet seriously. Two beautiful white legs were crossed together, and ten toes stretched wantonly.

She took out her phone again and took a few photos of her snow-white feet with nail polish.

The mobile phone she uses is the first generation of Xiaomi that just came out last year, worth 1999 yuan. When she graduated from high school, her family asked her to choose. If she bought a branded smartphone, she would not buy a computer. In the end, Xiong Er chose a mobile phone.

She didn't know if it was her own illusion, but she always felt that the color of the photos she took was a bit different from what she saw in front of her eyes, and she was worried that if she sent it like this, Xu Xu would think that her nail polish didn't look good.

In order to give himself a little confidence, Xiong Er opened the mobile browser and entered keywords:
"A pretty girl's feet."

In 2012, there was no large-scale Internet cleanup, and there were still a lot of strange things that could be found on the Internet. Xiong Erfan looked at the photos he searched. At first, they were all kinds of beautiful feet, but as he got closer, the style of painting became a bit strange. There were all kinds of coquettish and charming women in silk stockings and high heels, and even large-scale photos that were almost half naked. Xiong Er looked at it, his face turned red, and he quickly closed the browser.

She clicked on the WeChat dialog box with permission, opened the photo album, and chose the best photo she thought she had taken, but when she was about to send it, she hesitated to press the send button.

For some reason, her hands were trembling slightly, and her heart was beating violently.

Although she didn't receive any serious sex education in middle school, and her parents were busy taking care of the rice noodle shop's business every day, they almost ignored her, but she also knew in her heart that a good girl would take the initiative to take pictures of her feet for boys. No matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be something a good girl should do.
But thinking of Xu Xu's pretty face, his beautiful eyes, his clear voice, his strumming the strings, singing the songs he wrote, and his care for himself, Xiong Er really didn't want Xu Xu to disappoint her, no matter in any way.

Time passed by, and after a fierce ideological struggle, she still didn't have the courage to click send, but entered a paragraph of text for permission.

"Well, permission, I don't think so, isn't it good?"

After this message was sent, Xiong Er anxiously waited for Xu Ke's reply, 1 minute, 2 minutes and 10 minutes passed, but Xu Ke didn't reply.

This made Xiong Er a little flustered. Normally when she chatted with Xu Xu on WeChat, Xu Xu would not make her wait for a long time for a reply.

Could it be that she was angry just because I didn't send her a leg photo? ? ?
She bit her lip and typed again.

"Permission, do you really want to see it? Or, or are you just kidding me?"

Permission still no reply.

Xiong Er didn't know that at this moment, Xu Xu was discussing serious matters with Yu Chengyong in the Youth League Committee's office.

In the administrative building, in the office of the Youth League Committee, Yu Chengyong frowned slightly after hearing the approved plan, lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and said in a low voice:

"You boy, wouldn't this intensify the conflict?"

"I can't help it, if I don't break it, I can't stand it."

Xu shrugged and said with a smile:
"Teacher Yu, you also said that Chen Junyan was related to someone in the Department of Economics and Management, and there was someone to protect him. If the conventional adjustment methods didn't work, we had to either call the police or take such a bad plan."

"Tsk, it's a big deal, why call the police?"

Yu Chengyong lowered his head and took a sip of tea, complaining:

"Old Zhou from the police station, the last time you met, he was also familiar with me. He took the time to find out the situation, and then told me clearly that this kind of matter is not within the jurisdiction of the police station, unless there are some serious consequences."

"Do you think that the police station is free all day long and is responsible for dealing with the emotional disputes between you young people? It means that I know Police Officer Zhou well. If someone else calls the police for this matter, you may think they will ignore you."

Xu heard the words and said with a smile:
"That's what Teacher Yu meant"

Yu Chengyong thought for a while and said:

"Well, you go back first, and I will talk to the counselors of Song Enyan and Chen Junyan in the afternoon, and finally give them a chance to reconcile in private."

"If they don't appreciate it anymore, then follow your plan."

After Li Xu left the Youth League Committee's office, he discovered that there were many unread messages on his mobile phone's WeChat, all of which were from Xiong Er.

"Permission, do you really want to see it? Or, or are you just kidding me?"

"I, I'm a little embarrassed."

"What are you doing with permission?"

"Are you angry?"

"[picture]"

When he saw the last message, Li Ke almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Silly girl."

Obviously talking about looking at the legs, why did this girl post about the feet?
So Li Ke typed and replied:
"I was in the office of the Youth League Committee just now. I didn't check my phone. I'm sorry."

"Your feet are really pretty, really, really pretty!"

"But it would be even more beautiful if I put on a pair of silk stockings."

. . . . . . .

After leaving the administration building, Xu Xu did not go back to the dormitory. He first went to Xueyuan Street outside the school, found a printing shop, and ordered some simple promotional materials, light boxes, billboards, etc., and then took the subway to the city, found a second-hand furniture market, and planned to buy some tables, chairs, benches, and so on.

Before that, Zhao Jiayu invested 4000 yuan in him, plus his own living expenses of 2000 yuan for the first month, plus the money from his family during the summer vacation, he now has almost 8000 yuan on him.

For the time being, I can use my own computer first, and then equip the shop separately when I make money. But in addition to these, I also need to buy water dispensers, electric fans, second-hand battery cars, and rent. To be honest, the funds are quite tight.

Xu Xu spent about 02 yuan on a second-hand furniture market in Xiacheng District from 30:300 noon to [-] p.m., and finally took down a desk, an office chair, and three ordinary round stools. After filling in the address, the merchant said that it was expected to be delivered at [-] o'clock tonight.

It was past six o'clock in the evening when we returned to Normal University again. Xu Xu just wanted to go to the cafeteria to have a meal when he suddenly received a call saying that the first signboard had been prepared and asked him to pick it up.

During this period, Xu Xu went to re-apply for a local card. Just as he was about to eat, the furniture deliverer came again. Xu Xu had to help greet a few young men, and moved the tables, chairs and benches into his shop behind the cafeteria.

"Hey, starting a business is really not easy."

After Xu finished his work, it was already dark, but fortunately, the rain stopped. Although a heavy rain made the originally scorching temperature a lot cooler, Xu was still sweating from work.

Not far away, No. 8 female dormitory, 308.

The dormitory was dark and silent except for the humming of the air conditioner.

Song Enyan was lying on the bed alone, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

After falling out with her roommates, now even Liu Jie is unwilling to bring her food anymore. At this moment, Song Enyan's stomach is already rumbling with hunger, but she doesn't know if she is afraid of going into the cafeteria and being discussed by others, or she is angry with herself. In short, she just doesn't want to go out.

"Just think of it as losing weight."

She didn't know how long she had been lying there, but Song Enyan took out her iPhone and made a call.

Soon, the phone was connected, and there was a burst of noisy voices from the phone, singing and laughing, anyway, it was messy and harsh.

"Hello? Yanyan, is there something wrong?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

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Song Enyan bit her lips and was about to organize her words when she heard a woman's charming voice coming from the phone.

"Mr. Song~ Which girl is calling you? It's really out of date~"

Then came the man's slightly impatient voice.

"Oh, don't interrupt."

"Hello? Yanyan, tell me quickly if you have something to do, I'm very busy."

Warm tears slid down Song Enyan's white and smooth cheeks, soaking the pillow and bed sheets.

Song Enyan rubbed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and hung up the phone directly.

The next second, she couldn't bear it anymore, turned over, lay down on the pillow, and burst into tears.

"Maybe, if I die like this, no one will care?"

She didn't know how long she cried until she heard the laughter and footsteps of her roommates outside the dormitory, and she quickly took out a tissue to wipe her tears, got dressed, turned on the light and got out of bed.

When going out, Song Enyan passed by her roommates. The two sides just glanced at each other, but neither of them spoke.

She went downstairs, planning to go to the cafeteria to find something to eat in the evening, but at this point, the cafeteria was basically closed.

However, when passing by the back of the cafeteria, she suddenly saw a signboard at the door of a small shop.

"Xunniao help, are you on call at any time?"

(End of this chapter)