Chapter 1283 The Gentle Flow of Water 1

He is her eternal regret and hatred.

Lu Xiaojiu turned away, her fingertips trembling slightly with a hint of coldness.

"These are the shoes you once loved the most." Lu Bai said.

Lu Xiaojiu looked at a pair of red high heels, bright red paint, and stiletto high heels. At the age of fourteen, she longed to grow up. In Country C, girls wearing high heels means growing up. She longed to grow up and be Lu Bai's bride.

She pulled Lu Bai and pointed to the high heels displayed in the high-end window and said, "These are my favorite shoes."

Exactly the same design, exactly the same color, this red color is very exciting.

Lu Bai took it and raised it gently, "Try it?"

Xiaojiu looked very petite, but not short. She wore a pair of white sneakers all year round. In New York, where high heels are everywhere, she looked particularly short. Women like to wear high heels, but she likes comfortable clothes.

He put the bag aside, knelt on one knee beside her, and took off her shoes for her.

"Don't..." Xiaojiu stretched her foot back, but was caught by Lu Bai. His palm dragged her foot. Lu Xiaojiu had been training for many years, and many parts of her body were tanned to a honey color. Her long legs were also evenly honey-colored, which was particularly sexy and beautiful. Only this pair of feet that had been wearing military boots for many years were particularly white, with fair skin and tender skin, which was in sharp contrast with the color of her calves. It was obvious that her feet had not seen the sun for many years. Her toes were slender and delicate, and her nails were trimmed beautifully. Lu Bai frowned, and vaguely had a very vague idea that many years ago, on that chaotic night, he seemed to have kissed a pair of feet as beautiful as hers.

The warm palm, with a scorching temperature, seemed to burn her. Her cold soles of feet instantly became warm, and Lu Xiaojiu's ears were gently flushed, as if rouge was spread on her ears.

Lu Bai lowered his head and put on shoes for her seriously. This person had been his princess since she was a child. Even if he had long been the king of the world and she had lost everything, she was still his only princess.

The salesgirl on the side was particularly envious. They looked like a well-matched couple, except that they lacked a little intimacy.

Lu Bai carefully helped Lu Xiaojiu put on the red high heels, raised his head, and said with a smile, "It's really beautiful."

The white feet and red shoes were particularly well matched.

Lu Xiaojiu looked at the two colors of her instep and calf, and considered sunbathing her feet properly, otherwise she could only wear sneakers. Xiao Qiao liked to sunbathe naked on the beach and tan herself into a honey color.

"Is it comfortable?" Lu Bai asked.

Lu Xiaojiu walked around and nodded, "Very comfortable."

Lu Bai said, "Then I want it."

Wearing a dress and red high heels, Lu Xiaojiu seemed to have changed into a different person. Her soft facial features became much sharper. In Lu Bai's eyes, this was his only Xi Shi color.

Compared with Lu Xiaojiu buying him a bunch of strange clothes, Lu Bai liked to dress up Lu Xiaojiu and bought her a lot of girlish clothes. Lu Xiaojiu felt sad. Sure enough, he liked the lively and energetic Xiaojiu back then.

You can tell by the style and color of the clothes he chooses. They are all the styles and colors she liked when she was fourteen years old.

Xiaobai, seven years have passed since that year.

We have all grown up.

Time corrodes our memories, turning the excitement and innocence in our memories into sand bit by bit, leaving only a wasteland. We are in tears and have difficulty taking a step, but we can only move forward. The sand behind us is like a demon, chasing our footprints.