Bab 927: God's descent (34)_1

But of course, Fu min would never say this out loud.

She tugged at the corner of hordell's shirt, signaling him to put her down.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not have the slightest intention of letting go.

Fu Shang: "??? "

The dark God glanced at her indifferently, his thin lips slightly raised in a proud arc, looking at her as if she was an idiot.

"Let you down?"

"Put you down and continue to wear these damn shoes, and then limped in front of me? Do you still want your foot?"

As he spoke, Hodel lifted his chin at the shoe in Fu Chen's hand. His eyes were filled with undisguised disdain.

Fu Shang was speechless.

He thought about that scene.

She was wearing high heels and limped forward, enduring the pain of her feet being scratched by rose thorns ...

Hiss.

Just thinking about it hurt.

Fu Shang fell into a short silence.