810 The Third Present Is Me

But as Han Zhuoli held it in his hand, the more he looked at her foot, the more he liked it.

Her toenails were painted a faint shade of pink, bringing out her skin tone, making it seem even fairer.

Lu Man covered her face. She couldn't see anything. Suddenly, she felt a light touch on her toes. She was so shocked, she hurriedly peeled her hands away from her face and took a look.

She saw that Han Zhuoli had just kissed her toe.

With a poof, Lu Man's face bloomed bright red, as if her head would explode at any moment.

"How… how could you just kiss there!" Lu Man felt extremely ashamed.

Just after she spoke, she felt a cool feeling around her ankles.

She took a look again. To her surprise, he actually put on that short chain around her ankle.

It turned out that it was an ankle bracelet. The length was perfect.

The chain was very thin. It was like a thin thread, laying lightly on her fair skin.