Monique didn't know what Henry was going to do.
Her clear and bright almond-shaped eyes followed the tall figure of Henry in surprise.
Henry walked to the bed, took a pair of slippers, and walked out quickly with his long legs.
Monique's heart skipped a beat. Was he going to wear slippers for himself?
Just as Monique was in a daze, Henry had already taken out his slippers.
He bowed in front of Monique.
"Put it on!" Henry's magnetic voice was sounded.
Just as the tall and straight figure of Henry appeared in front of Monique and he put the shoes in front of her.
Monique's head went blank.
She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and even her pink and tender mouth was slightly opened.
In all her memories, Henry was superior and could not be arrogant.
Henry put the shoes in front of Monique and saw her motionless for a long time.
He had no choice but to squat down and hold Monique's fair and delicate feet in her palm.
Henry originally wanted to put on the shoes for her directly.
But when his bony fingers touched her shallow feet...
She found that her soft feet were a little cold.
His long and warm palms wrapped around Monique's feet.
The warmth of his palm spread through Monique's body like an electric current through her toes and toes.
Monique's entire body trembled. She couldn't help but use her hand to support the wall beside him to maintain the balance.
She had no way to think about it.
She only knew that her face was getting hotter and hotter.
And her heart beat faster and faster.
Henry held Monique's cold feet with the hand that was not injured.
After a while, he felt that her little feet had warmed up a little.
The put on the slippers on her feet with his shoes with injured hand carefully
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