Lu Qing was standing right in front of her, dressed in a sharp black suit. His features were refined, but his contours exuded a sharp intensity. His gaze swept over her briefly, sending a shiver down her spine. She quickly stood up.
It was then that she realized she wasn’t wearing any shoes, standing barefoot on the cold marble floor. The chill made her tremble slightly.
Unable to hold back, she let out a soft hiss.
Lu Qing’s gaze fell on her bare feet. They were small, her toenails a soft pink. Slightly uneasy, she shifted them.
In that instant, Lu Qing’s heart thudded. He couldn’t pull his gaze away from her feet.
Lanni brought over a pair of shoes and an evening gown, chuckling as he said, "This red backless dress will suit you perfectly. Go and change."
Qin Miaomiao went inside to change, and Lanni teased Lu Qing:
"This girl isn’t bad. Has Young Master Lu recently developed a taste for something new?"
The two had always been on good terms, so he dared to joke with him. Lu Qing shot him a faint glance and said calmly:
Lanni’s smile froze on his face, as if choking on his own saliva. He coughed a few times, awkwardly explaining:
"Apologies, Madam... Madam is naturally stunning, truly beautiful."
Lu Qing responded with a soft "Mm." Not long after, Qin Miaomiao stepped out, transformed completely. Her delicate features were accentuated, and her fiery red lips brought out an irresistible charm deep within her.
The backless red dress seemed as if it had been tailored for her. Her wavy hair was swept to one side.
The V-shaped neckline highlighted her graceful curves, flaunting her stunning figure. The fishtail hem trailed elegantly on the floor.
She glanced at Lu Qing, her clear gaze carrying a hint of youthful shyness. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, but the allure radiating from deep within her was undeniable.
Pure yet seductive—these two contradictory qualities somehow coexisted within her, making her exceptionally captivating.
And yet, she still wasn’t wearing any shoes.
Lanni came over with a pair of blue high heels, smiling as he said:
"Madam, these are your shoes."
Feeling slightly embarrassed, she accepted the shoes, sitting down on a nearby chair, ready to put them on. But Lu Qing’s gaze was fixed intently on her feet.
Her toes shifted slightly, inexplicably tugging at his heartstrings. Unfortunately, her feet were quickly slipped into the deep blue heels, with only her smooth ankles left visible.
Lanni, who had an extraordinary eye for beauty, exclaimed in amazement:
"Madam’s feet are absolutely gorgeous. If adorned with an anklet, they would look even better!"
Someone brought over an anklet, a delicate string of golden beads. At that moment, Lu Qing suddenly spoke:
Lanni was a little startled but obediently handed the anklet to him. Lu Qing walked up to Qin Miaomiao.
Crouching down in front of her, he took hold of her foot and removed her shoe. Her toenails were painted a bold red, making her fair, petite feet look even cuter and more pristine.
It was the first time he had ever been this captivated by someone’s feet. His large, warm hands contrasted with her slightly cool skin.
Holding her foot felt like holding a fine piece of jade—exquisite yet fragile. If not for his immense self-control, he might have indulged in savoring it even further.
Her foot was held firmly in his hand, and she couldn’t help but feel a peculiar tingling sensation. Especially with his gaze, which seemed oddly intense. Could this man... have some kind of unusual preference?
She sensed danger and instinctively tried to pull her foot away, wanting to distance herself from him. Yet, his grip tightened even more.
His voice was deep, laced with a touch of command. He lifted his gaze to look at her, and Qin Miaomiao stiffened, suddenly too scared to move.