455 The Four Famous Martial Art Families of Huaxia

"Come on, let me wash your feet," Qingfeng said with a smile.

After his words, he picked up Xue's feet, took off her socks, put them in the basin and started to wash them.

He had to say that Xue had a pair of beautiful feet. Her toes were as white as snow and the arch of her foot was as clear as jade and as smooth as water. It seemed almost as if they were made from superior jade without the slightest defect.

Qingfeng held this pair of feet as if he was holding a pile of snow-white lotus roots; he just wanted to nip one. But his mother-in-law was sitting right beside him, so he could only think instead of doing it.

A beautiful woman was a beautiful woman, even her feet were so attractive. Qingfeng felt very comfortable when he held and touched Xue's petite feet.