The little girl's red gown featured a one-shoulder, curve-hugging design, asymmetrically balanced to achieve axial symmetry. At her cinched waist, a lace-like bow beautifully accentuated her figure. Her fragrant shoulders were exquisite, her collarbones alluring, and the pearl jewelry resting lightly on her collarbone subtly complemented her look, neither overwhelming nor underwhelming—simply perfect.
Xie Qikan's gaze grew darker and deeper. This woman undoubtedly had the kind of allure that could drive anyone mad. Any man who came near her would feel an uncontrollable yearning in his heart. But now, the older man felt an immense sense of pride because this woman was his.
Her long legs were paired with crystal heels, delicate and pale, the elegance merging perfectly with the seductive curve of her feet—so breathtaking it was nearly suffocating.
Xie Qikan wasn't a man with a foot fetish, but at this moment, he even felt a fleeting impulse to kiss her dainty feet.
"Let's go!"
