The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 899 Let it torture you every day?
Lin Lan once said that pas de deux dance is similar to love, even more fascinating than love.

Two people in love are connected physically, which is a physical satisfaction.

The two people in the dance are connected with each other, which is an emotional resonance.

The song is over.

Yan Zhi still hadn't finished her steps and stopped, her little face was flushed, the eyes watching him were shining brightly, and her consciousness was still intoxicated by it, Mo Junting's kiss followed.

She wanted to hug his neck almost reflexively, to deepen the kiss, to have a more intimate contact with him.

When she raised her hand, she remembered that this was a public place, and she stopped abruptly.

A kiss is like a touch of water.

Then, he clung to her ear and asked her in a voice that only two people could hear: "Let's go back, shall we?"

The corners of Yan Zhixin's lips curved up: "Okay."

She has always disliked overly lively occasions, and she was just a novelty for the Elven Ball, and being able to dance an Elven Dance with Mo Junting, this trip to Hollywood was already complete.

When the two of them stepped out of the banquet hall, the evening breeze blew in with a coolness, the strange feeling in Yan Zhixin's heart dissipated for a while, and then she felt a sharp pain in her heel.

——She almost forgot, the shoes rubbed her feet!
Yan Zhixin looked down at the shining shoes on her feet, feeling a little depressed.

Shoes are always beautiful and comfortable.

Mo Junting noticed her movement and asked, "Did you drop something?"

"No." Yan Zhixin pursed her lips, "My feet hurt."

Mo Junting glanced around and saw that there was no place to sit nearby, so he bent slightly and picked her up with a princess hug.

Yan Zhixin was startled: "Why?"

Mo Junting was simple and rude: "I'll take you away."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Yan Zhixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, I have a Band-Aid."

Breaking free from his arms, she took out a band-aid from her handbag, leaned on him to take off one shoe, lifted her foot, put the band-aid on, and put on the shoe again: "Okay."

Although she moved quickly, Mo Junting still clearly saw that the skin on her heels was worn out. He frowned, took off her shoes, and wanted to throw them into the trash can on the spot.

Yan Zhi grabbed his hand anxiously: "Wait!"

Mo Junting frowned: "Why do you keep the shoes that don't fit?"

"It doesn't fit, it just rubs your feet. Isn't it normal for new shoes to rub your feet? Now I throw it away, how can I go back?" Yan Zhixin snatched back the shoes and put them on her feet again, "There are gemstones on them, even if you throw them away You have to dig out the gems first."

Mo Junting looked at her with the eyes of an idiot: "Shoes that grind your feet are still normal?"

Taking out his mobile phone, he directly looked for the number of Dizhi's CEO.

If any unqualified products dare to be sent to him, the CEO can withdraw.

Yan Zhixin was also extremely helpless: "Brother Mo Mo, do you know that 90.00% of women's high heels will grind their feet?"

Immediately, Mo Junting's eyebrows could pinch a mosquito to death: "So you let it torture you every day?"

This is no longer explained by the generation gap.

Yan Zhixin sighed: "Women's shoes can't have both beauty and comfort. High heels themselves sacrifice comfort for the sake of beauty. In a word, good-looking shoes are basically not easy to wear. Do you understand?"

Mo Junting: "..."

not understand.

Yan Zhixin knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, and said again: "Don't blame them, these shoes are designed to walk on the red carpet, and I only use them for dancing."

(End of this chapter)