Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Chapter 407 I Look Scary

She froze for a moment, then moved her eyes up the pair of leather shoes, the straight suit trousers, the beige thin plaid shirt, and Tong Zhenyu's handsome face on the neck of the wheat complexion.

Tong Zhenyu had no expression on his face, frowned and looked down at her feet, as if her feet were prettier than the flowers next to her.

"What a coincidence," Zijun greeted him first, politely and formally: "President Tong, are you coming for a walk in this small garden too?"

"What's wrong with your feet?" Tong Zhenyu didn't seem to hear her greeting, his eyes were still fixed on her feet.

"It's nothing." Zijun shrank his feet instinctively, pretending to be calm and said: "Then what, I'll go first, you can take a walk here alone."

"Since it's nothing, why don't you put your shoes on?" Tong Zhenyu gave her a blank look, thinking he was blind?Or is he a fool?

"I..." Zijun looked at the shoes on his hands, and said awkwardly, "I just walked around on the beach, my feet are full of sand, not to mention, walking barefoot can also help with foot massage."

"How can I massage you on this path with dead branches and leaves?" He took a step towards her: "How about, let me see how well your feet have been massaged now?"

Zijun instinctively stepped back, but in a panic, she stepped on a leaf, and the leaf rubbed against the smooth bottom and slipped, and she even lost her balance immediately——

The whole person leaned back, and the high-heeled shoes in his hand flew out in a panic, and immediately hit a branch next to him, and landed in the grass with a clatter.

And her hands were flying in the air, she really wanted to grab the branch next to her to stabilize her body, but——

Tong Zhenyu quickly reached out, grabbed her arm waving in the air and pulled it hard, and then——

Zijun's body counterattacked because of Tong Zhenyu's forceful tug, and crashed straight into Tong Zhenyu's arms and his hard and strong chest.

The frightened Zijun stabilized his body and panted out. After his breath stabilized, he found that he was still in Tong Zhenyu's arms, so he hurriedly pushed him with his hands——

But Tong Zhenyu is like a rock, how can she push it?

It turned out that Tong Zhenyu had already taken the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, and the heat from his palm was transmitted to her skin through the thin fabric of the dress, giving her the illusion of being scalded by a branding iron.

Under the dim street lights, Tong Zhenyu's face staring down at her had clear features and sharp corners.

Broad forehead, thick eyebrows slanted like temples, dark eyes, straight nose bridge and slightly sexy lips.

At this time, Tong Zhenyu is like a prince who came out of the Middle Ages, handsome, sunny, gentle, with a slight smile on his face, and he can't see the slightest domineering.

"I just said look at your feet, are you so scared?" Tong Zhenyu glared at her: "Is it because your feet can't see people or am I so scary?"

".."

Zijun didn't know what to say, he just felt a little strange being held tightly in his arms, so he pushed her with his hand again: "You let me go quickly."

"Let go?" He frowned: "Are you sure?"

Zijun nodded in a daze, let go of his hand, and then——

Her dangling foot fell down, and one foot happened to step on his leather shoe again, and even shook again, so she instinctively reached out and grabbed the branch next to her to stand still.

Panting heavily and staring at him, his masculine breath mixed with all kinds of alcohol lingered in her nostrils, and her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated a little.

In the dim light, Tong Zhenyu's handsome face inexplicably added a bit of mystery, making people want to explore the secrets unconsciously.

Zijun backed away slightly, only to feel that her head became heavier in an instant, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable hotness in her body, which made her a little restless.

"What's the matter with your feet?" His eyes were still fixed on her feet.

A searchlight just happened to be calling, and with the help of the light of the searchlight, he finally saw clearly that her toes seemed to be stained with blood, and there were a large area of ​​bruises and abrasions around her feet.

"The feet are like this, and you still don't wear shoes to walk? Do you think you are a barefoot fairy?"

His voice was obviously angry. Before she could react, she had already picked him up again. Turning around, he carried her to the wooden chair on the beach.

"You sit here," he put her on the wooden chair: "I'll help you find your shoes, how can you do without shoes? How many more injuries do you want your feet to have?"

".."

Zhang Zijun was speechless, and lifted the half-dry skirt with his hands, and looked up, Tong Zhenyu had already gone to the place where she almost fell just now to help her find shoes.

A few minutes later, Tong Zhenyu walked over with her pair of three-inch high-heeled sandals studded with rhinestones.

"These shoes are so tacky," he commented on her shoes in a very rude manner, but he had already squatted down in front of her.

"Just bring the shoes to me..."

Before she finished speaking, he had already reached out and grabbed her white feet.

Her feet are also fair, mainly because she doesn't like to wear sandals, mainly canvas shoes, so her feet don't get much sun.

It's just that, after walking on the ground for so long, her feet were already dirty, especially the soles, which were black, in stark contrast to his wheat-skinned hands.

Tong Zhenyu frowned, then took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped her feet with that handkerchief without even thinking about it.

"Hey, Tong Zhenyu," she almost uttered, her feet retracted involuntarily, trying to break free from his grip.

His hand grabbing her feet made her feel itchy, but at this moment he was still wiping the soles of her feet with a handkerchief, which made her instinctively want to escape.

"Don't move around." He was very dissatisfied with her shrinking feet. The hand holding her little feet exerted a little force so that she could not break free. The other hand took a handkerchief and wiped the black spots on the soles of her feet delicately. dust.

Zijun's body tensed immediately, and the handkerchief that wiped the soles of her feet was obviously not light, and Tong Zhenyu probably used a little force to wipe it clean.

But for some reason, she felt that the soles of her feet were itchy, as if a light feather was gently wiping the bottom of her heart, making her heart itch.

It's strange, she didn't seem to feel this way during the six months when she and Tong Zhenyu were husband and wife.

The side of Zijun's feet was scratched by sharp stones, he frowned, took out a box of tissues from his bag to help her wrap them up, then brought the shoes, and helped her put them on very carefully.

After helping her put on the shoes on both feet, he stood up and said to Zijun who was still sitting there, "Get up and try to see if you can walk?"

Zijun nodded, not even daring to look up at her, carefully stepped on the sand with his dangling feet, and then slowly stood up.