Xiahou Que knelt on the ground, holding the chubby girl's plump foot as if he were cradling a precious and fragile crystal, so cautiously, fearing it might fall and shatter.
Seeing this, everyone present, except for Wang Yan, was dumbfounded.
Everyone widened their eyes, staring at Xiahou Que and the chubby girl, blinking continuously. At this moment, they would rather believe Xiahou Que was proposing to a man than believe he would kneel before the chubby girl.
However, looking at Xiahou Que's serious and solemn demeanor, everyone had to believe what they saw.
Just then, a cold breeze blew past, and a strong odor of sweat wafted from the chubby girl's foot.
The crowd quickly covered their noses and stepped back.
However, Xiahou Que remained oblivious, not only did he continue to clutch that foot tightly but even leaned in, placing a deep kiss on it.
