Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 1250 This is the wedding shoes

At that moment, Amber's entire body was frozen, staring at the man who was still lowering his head

and kissing the back of her foot incredulously for a long time before she came back to her senses.

"Jared ......" She shrank slightly, trying to pull her foot out of the man's hand.

But the man held her foot so tightly that she couldn't pull it out.

And the man's hands were hot, scalding her cold feet with a tingle.

But no matter how much the man's feet tripped and made her feet tingle, it was no greater than the

shock the man's thin lips brought her when they landed on the back of her foot.

But for a moment, not only did she feel the back of her feet become hot, her whole body, it was as if

she had been struck by electricity, making her sit stiffly, not daring to move.

Until after a while, the man lifted his head, she then dared to move the back of her foot with confidence

and boldness, her small face dripping blood red, "Jared you just ......"

"What's wrong?" The man scratched the center of her foot and looked up at her.

Amber's feet itched and puffed up, hurriedly pulling her feet out of the man's hands and curling up on

the bed to hide them, "What are you tickling me for?"

"Couldn't help it, it was too soft, so I wanted to scratch it." The man stood up and graciously admitted

that he just wanted to scratch.

Amber grunted, then added, "Why did you just kiss the back of my foot, you ...... Don't you feel dirty?"

She asked, embarrassed and shy.

The man sat down beside her, "I kissed you because I felt sorry for you, as for dirty? How can it be!"

"Why wouldn't you?" Amber turned to face him, "A lot of people think feet are dirty and won't even

touch their hands, let alone their mouths, you ......"

She's not just saying that.

Anyway, feet are indeed very dirty parts for the vast majority of people.

It is easy to sweat, not to mention that it also stinks.

Although she does not even have these problems, but also can not help but think more about the man

kissing her feet, will not feel the taste.

If there is, won't she die of embarrassment?

Furthermore, in exchange for her to kiss the back of a man's foot, she can't do it anyway.

Seeming to see what was going through Amber's mind, the man gave a low laugh, "To me, you're not

dirty all over, so how could I feel dirty, don't think too much about it."

He popped her on the forehead.

Amber covered her forehead, "Even so, you better not do this in the future, in case my feet are really

dirty or smelly one day, then wouldn't I die socially?"

Jared's smile grew stronger and he was about to say something when there was a knock on the lounge

door.

"I think it's Ben coming, I'll go check it out." He stood up and swallowed back what he was going to say

for the moment.

Amber hmmmmm'd twice and waved her hand, "Go go go."

Jared let out a laugh and turned toward the door.

The door opened and there was indeed Ben at the door.

When Ben saw Jared, he hurriedly handed over the two bags in his hand, "Mr. Farrell, you asked me to

buy something."

Jared reached out and took it, "Good job."

Ben's heart shook, his tone moved and choked, "It's not hard."

Boy, Mr. Farrell sure has changed. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Before not only considerate of him as a subordinate, let him as a subordinate in the future do not have

to stay up late waiting for him, now will also say to him as a subordinate hard.

Ah, Miss Reed, you are so great.

It is amazing that Mr. Farrell can be trained to be such a considerate and good man to his

subordinates.

Miss Reed, you are my idol.

Ben kept touting Amber in his heart, but his face didn't change a bit.

Because he knew that if Mr. Farrell knew that he cared so much about Miss Reed in his heart, he might

be jealous of him.

Sure enough, Jared didn't know what was in Ben's mind, but seeing Ben so moved, he was full of

disgust.

"All right, you go down first." He shooed the man away in disgust.

No way, such a no-good subordinate, do not dislike it is strange.

The door to the room closed again and Jared returned to the bedside with two bags.

Amber saw him re-squatting on the edge of the bed and asked curiously, "What did you just say to Ben,

and why does it sound to me like Ben is about to cry?"

Yes, she was in the room, although she didn't hear what the two men were saying.

But the choked tone of Ben's voice still came in.

Her dog man, will not scold Ben, Ben such a big man are scolded to cry, right?

It is not so possible, after all, the dog man usually how majestic to outsiders, she is aware of.

Looking at Amber's flickering eyes, Jared probably guessed what she was thinking and reached out to

pinch her face, "What are you thinking about again?"

Amber slapped his hand down and said with disgust, "Jared, you just touched my feet and haven't even

washed them yet, and now you're touching my face, don't you think it's disgusting?"

The man laughed at her words, "What do I dislike? It's your own foot, I don't even mind it, you still mind

the disgust?"

Amber looked at him with blank eyes, "Even if it's my own feet, there's no such thing as touching your

feet and coming back to touch your face."

"OK, OK, OK, you always have a point, well don't move, let's get you medicated."

The man grabbed her foot up and put it back on his knee, then opened a small bag and took out cotton

swabs band-aids disinfectant water and other such trauma medicine from inside.

Jared first used a cotton swab with antiseptic water to disinfect the area where she was abraded, and

then used a cotton swab with anti-inflammatory powder and other medications to medicate her.

Once it was on, Jared ripped open several more Band-Aids and applied them all around her ankle for a

week.

After handling this foot, Jared put Amber's other foot up and did the same thing.

After both feet were medicated and band-aids were applied, Jared opened the large bag and took out a

delicate shoe box to open it, and a pair of exquisite and beautiful high heels that Amber wore before

were reflected in Amber's eyes.

The same silver and white, the same surrounded by crystals and broken diamonds, the same flashy

luxury.

The only difference is the heel of the two pairs of high heels, one pair is a hatred of the sky, a pair of

medium heel of about five centimeters in height.

Jared hands this pair, is the height of five centimeters.

And the heel area, also looks softer, not as hard as Amber's previous pair.

Soft will not wear feet, wear comfortable, and such a height, will not cause walking difficulties, even if

standing for a long time, will not be foot pain and leg pain.

Apparently, the shoes, which Jared had asked Ben to buy specifically in consideration of her current

situation.

However, the height and shape of these heels are not suitable for party wear.

The high heels to attend the party are basically hated heels, because this can better match the dress.

This height of high heels, with some dresses, it is a little forced, especially long dresses, wear this, will

not support the temperament.

Comfortable is comfortable, beauty is also true beauty, but not suitable.

This kind of high heels, only suitable for one occasion, and that is the wedding.

Yes, this is a pair of wedding shoes.

The uniform appearance standard for wedding shoes is a heel height of about five to seven

centimeters, coupled with a shiny appearance.

It's the same as the one Jared is holding now, isn't it?

So, this is a pair of wedding shoes.

Jared actually asked Ben to buy a pair of wedding shoes to come.

Does he know these are wedding shoes?

Or did he not know and just Ben happened to buy it?

Amber looked at Jared, who was putting on his shoes, and thought with suspicious eyes.

Jared felt her gaze and looked up, "What's wrong?"

Amber showed a smile and shook her head, "It's nothing."