Sprint: This champion is a bit weird

Chapter 70 Do you have any weird habits?
  "To be honest, at first I thought the style of this Armani haute couture show was so high. The so-called fashionistas in China were even more hyped about it, but this is the result?"

Wen Hao and Zhang Jielin took a leisurely walk by the Seine River in the evening and couldn't help but express their inner thoughts.

"As you said, then am I, a model who walks for Armani, no longer in style?"

Zhang Jielin squinted her eyes and looked over, her whole body exuding a dangerous aura.

If he couldn't answer this question well, Wen Hao felt that he would definitely suffer.

"That's different. You are the Pearl of the Orient that triggered the applause of the whole audience, but this is not because of the beauty of the clothes designed by Armani, but because of the beauty of your person."

"Go, it feels like you have honey on your mouth, hum~"

Zhang Sisterlin's response seemed to be dissatisfied, but the coquettish tone and the curved corners of her mouth completely betrayed her.

After walking for a while, Zhang Sisterlin began to complain that she was tired, so she stopped at an unknown small pier to take a short rest.

You can play in the water at the pier. Beauty Zhang happily took off her white low-heeled sandals, took small steps to sit on the shore, and put her slender and sexy feet into the water.

"It feels cool and cool, so comfortable~"

Wen Hao folded his arms and squatted next to the beautiful lady Zhang, his eyes drifting unconsciously to the two jade feet playing in the water.

Normally, models’ feet don’t look very good because they wear high heels all year round.

But Zhang Jielin is probably an exception. Anyway, every time she gets tired from playing with YOYO, she will get a basin of hot water and mix some medicinal materials into it to give her feet a medicated bath.

He had never observed it carefully before, but now Wen Hao discovered that although the feet of Beauty Zhang were not perfect, they were definitely of the highest quality.

The ten scallion-like fingers that have been carefully cared for have not been deformed at all due to wearing high heels all year round. Instead, they are maintained soft and crystal clear.

She also applied a layer of bright red pearlescent nail polish, which added a sexy touch.

Wen Hao stared at it for a long time. It wasn't until the seductive feet stopped moving in the water that he realized something was wrong.

Looking up, Zhang Jielin was staring at him with a strange look.

"Does this guy have any weird hobbies? Why didn't I notice it before?"

Wen Hao rubbed his nose and said with a guilty conscience: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

However, this answer was obviously expected by Zhang Sisterlin, and she continued to press hard with her eyes.

It didn't take long for Wen Hao to give up his struggle, avoid Zhang Sisterlin's beautiful eyes, and pretend to appreciate the scenery of the Seine River.

"Tsk!" Zhang Sisterin couldn't help laughing immediately, and the silver bell-like laughter sounded by the river.

It wasn't until she saw Wen Hao's ears turning red with embarrassment that Zhang Sisterlin came to her senses.

With his eyes wandering, he pulled his jade feet out of the water, swung them in the air a few times, then pushed his hands back, and a pair of slender and straight calves overlapped on Wen Hao's thighs.

Then, Wen Hao became very spineless and couldn't help but look down.

There is still a layer of moist water droplets attached to the smooth instep, and the ten green-on-jade fingers painted with nail polish tremble gently, indicating the owner's happy mood.

Wen Hao took a deep breath and restlessly supported the ground with his hands. He looked at Yuzu for a while, then raised his head to look at Zhang Sisterin.

Zhang Jielin changed into a smiling look at this moment, and said lazily: "My feet are so tired after wearing high heels for so long. It would be great if someone could give me a massage~"

Wen Hao understood the idea, held up the jade feet, and began to transform into a masseuse, giving Miss Zhang a pedicure for great health care.

Not to mention, maybe he learned some massage techniques from Li Qing. As soon as Wen Hao got started with it, Zhang Sisterlin was gasping for breath not long after.

"Humph, the technique is good, eh. If you use a little more force, you will be my royal foot massager."

"Okay, how do you calculate the salary?" Wen Hao pressed hard and asked with a smile.

"You still want a salary? Isn't this a reward for you?" Zhang Jielin revealed the secret in one word. “.” Wen Hao was silent.

Not only could I not find any reason to refute, I was even feeling secretly happy.

Broken, reborn, I seem to have awakened some strange hobby.

"Hmph, you stinky guy, have I finally caught you?" Zhang Sisterlin snorted and moved her legs, "Press this foot too, use a little more force."

"Okay, use force, right?" Wen Hao smiled evilly, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased to 70%.

"what!"

After the brief pain, there was an endless feeling of relief, which made Zhang Sisterlin cry out repeatedly, and a flush quickly appeared on her delicate face.

"Neigh, please be gentle, you are so strong, where are you killing the pig?"

"I've seen people compare themselves to flowers and pigs. This is the first time I've seen them." Wen Hao teased with a smile.

"That stinking guy knows how to be glib!" Zhang Jielin rolled her beautiful eyes and gave him a beautiful eye roll in return.

After a period of hard work, Zhang Sisterlin was satisfied and comfortable, but Wen Hao felt that his hands had become sore and weak.

"It seems like I'll have to take the time to practice my finger strength later."

"What did you say?"

Wen Hao shook his head: "I said it's getting late. I have to get up early for training tomorrow. It's time to go back."

"Ah~~~" Zhang Sisterlin let out a rare coquettish moan, her eyes pleading, "We have only been walking for less than an hour, and it doesn't get dark until after 10 o'clock in Paris. Why don't we stay a little longer~ "

After saying that, Zhang Jielin pressed her feet down again, determined not to let him get up.

Wen Hao sighed helplessly: "Then we can't just sit there all the time. We have only walked less than half a mile along the Seine River."

"Okay, okay, let's get up and walk."

Zhang Jielin finally pulled her feet back, put on low-heeled sandals, and happily walked in front, beckoning Wen Hao to follow quickly.

Wen Hao smiled happily, "Everyone in the world is a compromise, Mr. Lu Xun will not deceive me."

He walked to a drinking fountain not far away. This thing was said to be for thirsty passers-by to drink water. However, after staying by the river for so long, Wen Hao didn't really see anyone drinking water here. There were quite a few people washing their hands.

In this era when the Internet is not yet developed enough, many domestic intellectuals boast about the various benefits of Europe, the United States, Japan and South Korea, such as the neon toilet water that can be drank directly, and the tap water in Paris is comparable to domestic sweet springs.
  But if you really believe this nonsense, the final result will be regret.

As for the public tap water in Paris, New York and London, it is not impossible to drink it once to quench your thirst in a hurry, but if you drink it for a long time.
  Hair loss is mild, but if it's serious like kidney stones, you have to wait in line for half a year to make an appointment for surgery, which is really a constant suffering.

"Why are you dazed? Follow me quickly!"

"Yeah, here we come!" He hurriedly washed his hands and chased after her with brisk steps.

A pair of intimate lovers walked towards him. Wen Hao's heart was moved. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and grabbed Rou Yi, the person next to him.

Zhang Sisterlin turned around and saw that Wenhao completely ignored her look and just looked around as if nothing happened.

After staring at Wen Hao's side face for a long time, Zhang Jielin smiled knowingly, then turned her back and held hands with him.

In fact, this should have been the case a long time ago, right?
  "I have been in Paris for several days, and this is the first time I think she is so beautiful." Zhang Jielin said softly, looking up to the wind with her pretty face, a sweet smile clearly flowing in her eyes.

　First of all, I am not a foot fetishist, I just tend to be locked up in a dark room simply because I write about other parts of my body.

　　Secondly, people have different preferences. I hope everyone will not criticize the niche preferences of a small number of people.

　　Finally, I’m really not a foot fetishist o.0
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)