Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die.

Chapter 623: In accordance with the etiquette of porridge, everyone sips porridge

"I used to naively think that foot fetishism was just a meal replacement chosen by online perverts out of desperation."

"After all, it's just feet. How beautiful can they be?"

"We don't care about porridge, porridge etiquette, or porridge for everyone."

"Studies have shown that a considerable number of leg models are actually men, because men have a lower body fat percentage and are taller, so fat is not easily accumulated in their legs."

"Just like cats react seven times more than humans, when it comes to feet alone, women are six times more smelly than men!"

When we arrived in Greece, the whole country was covered with a thin layer of snow, quiet and sacred.

However, this fairy-tale-like scene was shattered by words that were not suitable for children.

Today is the sacred ceremony of the Parthenon. The Snow Maidens will walk down from the mountain temple and leave footprints in front of every business.

For devout people, this is a great honor.

Xu Fang and Mo Fan originally expressed disdain.

Just a few footprints.

Don’t be fooled by its popularity on the Internet. Who has foot fetish these days?
However, the slap in the face always comes so quickly...

The believers of the Parthenon, wearing ice-blue floor-length corsets and bare white feet, gently stepped on the snow blanket, leaving rows of neat and delicate footprints in every shop and residence.

hiss···

"I suddenly understand foot fetish a little bit." Xu Fang said.

Mo Fan was even more rude: "I want to turn into snow."

Lingling beside them looked at the two stinky men with disdain. It turned out that all men were hooligans and none of them were good!

"Oh my god, look at that. Wow, I can't stand it." Mo Fan pointed in a direction.

There stood a woman, gently lifting the hem of her skirt, her figure soft and charming.

She maintained a moon-holding posture, with her long, straight legs like works of art stretched out gracefully, and her curly brown hair falling down...

The most beautiful thing is the delicate legs and feet.

It's like a goddess who has truly descended to earth.

There is no need to use stockings or something to cover up the flaws. The original color is what touches the heart and makes people crazy!
"Let's go over and have a look!"

"Let's go together!"

The two married men reached an agreement and went around to the front to see the other person's face. Lingling felt that they were embarrassing and followed behind with a depressed look on her face.

"Damn, it's actually this female leech!"

As soon as he saw the face, Mo Fan let out a strange cry and looked unhappy.

This goddess who is both noble and mysterious is actually Asharuya!

Mo Fan was greatly disappointed.

He had no good feelings towards Asharuya. From the first time they met, she acted like a stingy businessman, squeezing the pitiful oil and water in Mo Fan's wallet.

God is indeed fair. While giving Asharuya an exquisite and beautiful face and figure, he also gave her an unpleasant personality!

Xu Fangdao was fine, as he had relatively few contacts with Asharuya, half of which were because the government was chasing after him, and the other half were because they were fleecing him.

Just as the two were looking at her, Asharuya also glanced over here, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she smiled and waved over here.

"The Saint is waving at me!"

"No! She was obviously smiling at me! She even smiled at me!"

"Her Highness Asharuya is so beautiful. Among the candidates, she is the one I support the most!"

The crowd went wild with this wave.

"She was smiling at you just now, wasn't she?" Lingling whispered.

"It should be." Xu Fang nodded. "It shouldn't be. Even a forbidden spell mage might not be able to see through your disguise. How did Asharuya do it?" Lingling couldn't believe it.

"Maybe it's a coincidence, who knows?"

Twelve teams of snow-footed nuns formed an olive flower pattern and left a piece of snow in the center of the Kailash Square, which looked like an elegant white stage.

The atmosphere of the celebration was also brought to its climax.

At this time, a man in a black suit appeared from nowhere and walked between the Snow Lady in a decent manner!

"Shet!"

"Depend on!"

"what!"

The audience was about to curse!
Damn it, everyone was having a great time fantasizing, appreciating and entertaining themselves in various ways, but unexpectedly a flirtatious man popped out from some corner and everyone became clowns in an instant.

The snowy feet, long legs, and beautiful face all became someone else's. A delicious pot of soup was ruined by this stinky rat shit!
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At sunset, the Parthenon ceremony ended, and Xu Fang, Mo Fan and Lingling set out on the mountain road to the Parthenon.

This is also the reason why Xu Fang called Mo Fan to come. With just his account Zhang San, he wanted to attend the dinner at the Parthenon? You are so beautiful!

Mo Fan was different. He was the Saint's brother after all. Even if the people of Parthenon disliked him, they had to let him go up the mountain.

A festive dinner is being held at the Parthenon Temple of Faith.

There were two seats arranged at the front. Ye Xinxia sat in one of them with a gentle smile. The other one was Asharuya's seat, but she was not there at the moment.

As for the other saint, Izhisa, she did not attend the Snow Letter Festival.

At this moment, the flirtatious man from the daytime was standing in front of Ye Xinxia, ​​bowing in front of everyone and extending his hand, inviting Ye Xinxia to dance with him.

"I rely on!"

Mo Fan threw the cup to the ground with a bang, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

Lingling quickly stopped him: "Calm down, this is the heir of the Tours family. If Xinxia wants to make a difference in the Parthenon, she can't do without his help!"

“Calm down? It won’t be too late to calm down after I beat him up!” Mo Fan said.

"That's how European ballroom dancing is. It's normal."

"I'm a straight man!"

What kind of crappy ballroom dancing is this? The place where their hands are placed is said to be the waist, so if they are a little lower, wouldn’t it be the hips?

Xinxia already had weak legs from sitting in a wheelchair, so what should she do if this Turles took advantage of her?
Lingling couldn't stop Mo Fan, so she turned to look at Xu Fang, only to find that Xu Fang was gone?
As expected, there is nothing reliable about men!

Xu Fang was standing in a corner of the hall. From this angle, he could see Mo Fan rushing to the stage and fighting with Tours, pushing the other man to the point of breaking his defense.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it and no one looked in this direction.

"Your friend is quite interesting." A sweet laugh came from the side.

"If you are interested, I can introduce her to you," Xu Fang said.

"Hehe, he already has a little girl named Xiaoxia, and she's more interested in you." Asharuya smiled sweetly: "Don't you think so, Xu Junsi?"

"How did you recognize me?" Xu Fang asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, your disguise technique should come from some kind of demon secret treasure. Coincidentally, Austin once gave me some small skills that can see through it."

Asharuya looked at Xu Fang with interest: "Military Commander Xu went to great lengths to come to the Parthenon. I guess it's not just to get a free banquet, right?"

"You guessed wrong, it really is."

"Xu Junsi is really indifferent. When you rescued Austin, my brother and I also supported your Shao Zhengda Speaker to take office internationally. So, we are old friends."

Asharuya smiled and said, "If you need anything, you are always welcome to come to me. But let me make it clear in advance that I am a businessman, so I have to pay a little commission.

Of course, I will keep your coming here a secret, just as a small gift for old friends to meet each other."

Swaying her beautiful and mature body, Asharuya left gracefully.

(End of this chapter)