Chapter 163: The War between Cotton Socks and Silk Stockings. _3

She was still thinking when she suddenly felt like there was something else stuffed inside her sock...

She reached out and pinched a layer of mesh-like material.

Like a magician performing a trick, a white silk stocking slowly emerged.

An Nuannuan looked at the object before her, silently thinking that she didn't recall ever wearing such a thing.

But she had seen many other girls wearing them and knew these were called silk stockings, specifically for women to wear.

So, whose were these?

In an instant, An Nuannuan's mind conjured the image of that tall figure.

Her lips pouted immediately, and one hand lightly clutched at her chest.

An emotion she had never felt before began to grow slowly in her chest.

It was a little sour, a bit stifling, mingled with an unwilling sense of iffy hope...

She didn't know what this feeling was called, but it was indeed uncomfortable.

Her thoughts drifted back to that night six years ago when he seemed like a messenger sent by the gods.