Chen Wanqiu's feet were rather beautiful.
They were about size 35 or 36, with fair and smooth skin, well-contoured, and her toes were plump and rounded.
Li Chen, clutching the nail polish, meticulously applied it onto each of her shiny toenails.
It was his first time doing this, and he did it with great care.
Chen Wanqiu bent over to watch, a faint smile hanging on her beautiful face.
Her heart was filled with joy and pleasure.
In the past, work was the main theme of her life, she devoted all her attention to her career.
As for home, after more than a decade of marriage, it had long lost any passion, leaving nothing but dull monotony day after day.
Ever since she became intimate with Li Chen, although it started out forcibly, with humiliation and frustration, and she was full of resentment and hostility toward Li Chen,
gradually, her heart changed.
She didn't know when exactly she truly fell in love with Li Chen.
