Gong Ping's white shoes were really pretty.
Girls look good in high heels, clacking softly as they step on the ground, exuding a natural elegance.
Xu Qing thought about it, not sure if Jiang He was ready to put them on because he liked to watch or if she was ready to unleash the "Nine Yin Bone Claw" if he admitted his liking.
After all, jealousy has been around since ancient times, and it remained to be seen whether Jiang He would be the type to arrange for her husband to take concubines or if she was more like a shrew. Based on Xu Qing's judgement, she would probably be the latter.
A female bandit, after all, was unlikely to have learned about the three obediences and four virtues for women—nor did anyone dare to teach such things in the bandit stronghold.
"To wear high heels, you first have to like feet, and since I don't like hers, why would I like the shoes?"
