Chapter 923： Deity (34)

But Fu Yue certainly couldn't say this.

She tugged at the corner of Hoddle's clothes and motioned for him to put herself down.

Unexpectedly, the other party had no intention of letting go.

Fu Yue: "???"

The Dark God glanced at her faintly, and the curvature of her thin lips was slightly proud, and the look in her eyes seemed to be an idiot.

"Let you down?"

"Put you down and continue wearing these damned shoes, and then limped in front of me? Do you still want your feet?"

As he said, Hoddle lifted his chin toward the shoe in Fu Yue's hand, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

Fu Yue: "..."

Thought about that screen.

She was wearing high heels, enduring her feet from being scarred by rose thorns, limping forward...

hiss.

It hurts to think about it.

Fu Yue fell into a brief silence.

The Dark God snorted slightly, and the words that ought to be beaten came again, "Forget it, since you are so pitiful and need my help, I will help you with mercy."

Fu Yue: "...duck doesn't have to."

Hoddle: "???"

He obviously didn't understand this.

Glancing his eyes around, the man walked towards the stone table over there with the girl in his arms and stopped.

Hoddle waved his fingers.

The stone table looked new in the blink of an eye.

Fu Yue: "..."

Feeling contempt by strength for a while.

Hoddle put the girl in his arms up, then squatted down, looking down, staring at Fu Yue's feet.

Fu Yue didn't know what Hoddle was going to do.

But it was awkward to be stared at his feet like this, forehead.

The girl shrank her toes subconsciously.

Then, a cold touch came from the ankle——

"do not move."

A low-magnetic, melodious male voice sounded.

Fu Yue opened her eyes slightly, because Hoddle held her feet with his hands.

"!!!"

This arrogant and poisonous **** actually held her feet with his hands? !

Hoddle lowered his eyelashes and muttered: "Humans, really fragile things..."

The tone was a bit disgusting.

Fu Yue: "..."

The little touch that had just risen in my heart instantly vanished.

What a god, why did he open his mouth?

Hoddle lowered his head slightly, his slender fingers brushed over the wound on the girl's foot, and the white light flashed from his fingertips. The blood-stained wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fu Yue: "!!!"

This guy finally did something like a human being, although he doesn't seem to be a human...

Seeing the feet regained their white and jade appearance, Hoddle nodded in satisfaction, but thought of the scene he had just seen.

The magnificent hall.

The man embraced the girl's waist and was dancing.

rose Garden.

The man held the girl's slender wrist.

...

The beautiful face of the Dark God turned black in an instant.

He stood up, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers at Fu Yue.

A simple cleaning technique.

There was no strange breath on the girl.

Only then did Hoddle bend his lips with satisfaction again. He looked down at the girl sitting on the stone table, his thin lips opened slightly, and said, "No more contact with that ant."

Fu Yue looked up at him.

"Oh."

Hoddle frowned: "What is your attitude?"

Fu Yue ignored him.

She wanted to wear shoes, but because she was sitting on the stone table and the shoes were thrown on the ground again, Fu Yue was a little embarrassed for a while.

It was Hoddle who stooped and picked up her shoes, holding them in his hands.

The girl's high heels are very small.

Compared with a man's slender hand, it was about the same size.