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what are you doing?! ruan ngng gasped and looked at khiton in horror.
Was she hallucinating? why did she feel that khiton’s embrace was so familiar?
But his face, he looked completely different from the cold and restrained temperant of the person in her heart.
Ruan ngng had also observed that khiton’s and Li junyu’s finger joints looked different. There was even an extra mole on the palm of his right hand, and khiton looked to be one or two centiters taller than li junyu.
Not to ntion, the aura on khiton’s body was even gentler.
There were so many differences that ruan ngng didn’t think of anyone else when she first saw khiton.
However, when he touched her just now, and now in this embrace, ruan ngng could not help but suspect Yueyue.
“Master, don’t be afraid. Khiton just wants to help you put on your shoes.”
The tall and handso man gently placed the woman in his arms on the soft couch. It was inconvenient for pregnant won to bend over. Did he really do this out of consideration?
Ruan ngng didn’t know if she was overthinking it, but she saw that after khiton put her down, he went back to get the gift box.
She was wearing a pair of beautiful low-heel crystal shoes.
The shoes were inlaid with dazzling crystals, and the satin design made it so that the feet of pregnant won would not be slightly swollen due to pregnancy.
The man half-squatted and lifted ruan ngng’s fair and delicate foot from under her light pink long dress, holding it in his hand.
When his slightly cold fingertips touched the sole of her foot, ruan ngng shrank back slightly, but the man’s large palm stubbornly held her back.
master’s feet are swollen because of pregnancy. From now on, I’ll give you a massage every day to make you feel comfortable.
However, the calluses on khiton’s fingertips were obviously deeper and heavier than li junyu’s.
The area between his thumb and index finger on his right hand had also increased. It was obvious that this was a pair of hands that often held a gun.
Ruan ngng resisted the urge to stomp her foot on the man’s face. She suddenly leaned in and looked at the man who had just helped her put on a
shoe.
“Hey, I’m asking you, Yingluo. Are you li junyu?” Ruan ngng did not know what went wrong in her head. She knew that khiton did not look like li junyu at all, but she just had to ask him that.
Khiton’s eyes darkened, and the next second, his lips curled up into a harmless smile. “What li junyu, the master of the Pixiu? who are you talking about?”
Hehe Yingluo
The more gentle his smile was, the more suspicious ruan ngng beca.
“It’s nothing, I’m just casually ntioning it.” This ti, ruan ngng no longer rejected khiton’s ‘intimacy’. Not only did she obediently let him put on her shoes for her, but she also stepped on her other half-worn foot directly into his broad palm.
She put her hands on the soft couch and raised her chin slightly. She stared at the man who looked as calm as usual and said, “Let tell you, li junyu is my husband. He’s the Overlord Dragon and tyrant that I told you about just now.”
“Is that so?” Khiton lowered his gaze to look at ruan ngng’s little foot that was stepping on his palm. He picked up the other shoe and carefully put it
on ror ner.
As he put on his shoes, he pretended to say unintentionally, ” “Khiton just ca to master’s side and hasn’t t master’s husband yet. Since master is willing to marry him, he must love him very much..”
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