"It doesn't seem that bad. I think I didn't sprain it." It hurt a little bit, but it wasn't really noticeable. It didn't feel like a sprained ankle.
"What do you mean 'it doesn't seem that bad'? Hold onto me while I check it out."
Song Tian Mo squatted down, allowing Ling Fei to steady herself by resting her hand on his shoulder. He quickly took off her shoe.
Due to the cold weather, Ling Fei was wearing a pair of snow-white cashmere socks. Song Tian Mo held her foot in his hand, warm to the touch, not cold at all.
"Steady, don't fall." He felt that Ling Fei's hand leaning against him was shaking slightly, so he lifted his head and reminded her before lowering it again.
He quickly removed her sock too, placing it inside the shoe to prevent dirt and retain warmth.
He held Ling Fei's foot in his palm.
Ling Fei's foot was delicately fair, as precious as white jade, stunning with her tender pink toenails radiating a certain Spiritual Energy.