After Eros left, Vivian looked down at her slender feet in high heels, reached out and touched them, feeling a delicate and warm touch.
"Is this thing really so attractive?" Vivian was puzzled.
Vivian, who couldn't think of an answer, stood up and walked back to the window, poured out the cup of coffee that had gone cold before she finished it, and skillfully washed the cup and put it away.
After doing all this, she walked to her suitcase, opened it and started searching.
Looking at the individually packed high heels in the suitcase, Vivian sighed:
“I don’t know if the craftsmen here can replace the soles and heels with alloys while maintaining the beauty of the shoes.”
Things like shoes are too easy to be damaged in battle.
It's not like a nun's uniform that you can get for free at the church. You have to buy it with your own money.
While Vivian was worrying about her beloved little shoes, Eros had already returned to his room.
I took a look at my bedroom and found that Wendini was not there. It seemed that she was still with her mother.
Isabella, who had been sitting in the living room waiting, stood up immediately after seeing Eros enter the room and said:
"Master, the warm water has been prepared for you. You can take a bath at any time."
Eros waved his hand, walked to the sofa and sat down, then took Isabella's slender white hand and let her sit in his arms.
Looking at this woman who was known as the most beautiful in the empire, Eros said softly:
"I have indeed neglected you recently."
Isabella shook her head slowly, stroked Eros' cheek with her other hand, and said in a gentle voice:
"As long as I can stay with my master, I am already very satisfied and dare not ask for more."
Eros put his arm around Isabella's slender and soft waist, lowered his head and sniffed her fair and delicate collarbone, with a smile in his voice:
“But I want more!”
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