C1776 I've Worn out My Iron Shoes Looking for You(1)
"Even the tables and chairs of the Marshal Mansion are bullying me!" Zhang Xiyue, who had been dragging this and that, and was tired to death from all the work, looked at the motionless tables and chairs and angrily kicked them.
The chair still did not move, but she grimaced in pain as she kicked the legs of the chair with her thin-soled embroidered shoes
