Bei Bei looked at his watch and pointed to 23:00, but the door to the bedroom was never opened. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Suddenly, she felt that the location of Dongzhuang was too remote, except for the chirping of insects and birds, there was basically no sound; And tonight's time seems to be unusually slow, which makes her inexplicably irritable.

She put down the book in her hand, got up from the bed and opened the door quickly, frowning and staring at the door of the study that had been closed quietly all night, without thinking about taking her own steps, looking like a teacher asking for guilt; Then she stopped, curled the corners of her mouth, and rushed back to her bedroom.

Bei Bei smiled evilly and opened the door of the dressing room, plunged into the deepest dress area, and began to pick and choose.

This 79-square-meter dressing room is said to be from Wang Renhao's hand, and on the left side is a very large area of less than one-fifth of the men's clothes, and the rest is all Beibei's space. The overall temperament is noble and elegant, the top line and the baseboard are decorated with intricate carvings, and the cabinet is furnished with a simple straight line design, which is elegant and delicate.

The wall at the end of the straight line connecting the door is hollowed out and inlaid into two large European-style wardrobes, and the mirror design of the wardrobe door allows you to see all angles when changing clothes.

Bei Bei looked at herself in the mirror wearing a dark V jujube red fishtail lace dress, put down her long hair and casually flirted to the side and kissed charmingly, picked up the two dresses casually, turned around and swayed out.

She pulled her skirt, pushed open the door, and said with a smile: "I need your opinion, the black deep V high slit dress can show my ****; A slanted champagne diamond-encrusted slim gown that can frame the curves of my body; There is also this jujube lace haute couture dress on my body, which looms to show my skin. ”

Wang Renhao looked at Gu Beibei, who suddenly appeared in front of him, and what caught his eyes was the snow-white skin wrapped in the red lace skirt, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, frowned and said hurriedly: "Let's do this first, and then talk when I have time." ”

Bei Bei raised her eyebrows, shook her small waist and slowly approached: "Choose one of the three, which one is good?" ”

Wang Renhao took a deep breath and exhaled, "You just kept picking out a dress next door?" ”

"Yes, otherwise what do you think I'm doing?" Bei Bei shrugged, said lightly, and asked, "Give me advice, which is good?" ”

Wang Renhao looked at those clothes that were either bare-chested or bare-backed, or fully exposed, and frowned tightly, and scolded the current designers in his heart for not saving money so much, and if they had more thick fabrics, would they die?

He said idealistically: "What do you do with the dress?" ”

"Next week, I will take the stage at the opening reception of the Swan Hotel. I figured it was my first appearance after all, and I had to keep a high profile. She continued to pretend, walked in slowly, snuggled into his arms, leaned in and said, "It's not good to pick and choose, maybe I should go and buy a royal blue back cut-out silk gown, which best reflects my complexion." ”

Bei Bei looked at the clothes in his hand, his body writhed, and the warm breath spread throughout Wang Renhao's body, and his fire spread from his chest, some of which flew upwards and some of which converged downward, like sparks falling into the haystack.

Wang Renhao felt that half of his shoulders were almost crisp when he was leaning on her, and his hands did not float lightly on her waist, feeling her warm body temperature and soft touch.

"I'm getting down to business, don't make a fuss." Bebe moved to the side with a blank face, and reached out to pinch, indicating her determination to keep a safe distance from him, the wolf.

But if the corners of her eyes don't fly, and her mouth is not smiling, then it will be more perfect.

Wang Renhao stared at Beibei, who still didn't jump out of his arms although he moved his body, smiled and clenched her hand, leaned into her neck and said: "These three are very beautiful, but none of them are suitable for you to wear on stage, or to wear them in front of others." ”

Bei Bei shrunk his neck, snickered at his successful hook, and pretended to be puzzled: "Why? ”

"I said, your whole body belongs to me, so it's up to me to decide what you wear." Wang Renhao put his hands in one hand and picked up Bei Bei and sat on his lap.

Bei Bei is very beautiful, she usually doesn't dress up, and she can't take his eyes off it, let alone change into a sexy evening dress. At this time, her temperament has completely changed, she is no longer a white swan who is cold and calm during the day, and she is no longer the gentle and amiable girlfriend of Wang Renhao; She is like an elf from the dark forest, with a smile and a smile to trap a beauty. Bewildered by the man who appeared in front of her.

Wang Renhao used to be jealous of the man who could always follow the man who admired her materials around the ballet stage, and he used to be angry with the dance partners who worked with her, but now he can't because they can't see this side of her. At this moment, Bei Bei is the most beautiful, and it belongs to him alone.

Wang Renhao sniffed the fragrance of his hair, picked up the remote control to dim the light and turned on the stereo, and kissed one kiss after another.

Bei Bei knew that his beauty plan had worked, and threw the dress in his hand with a smile, put his hands around his neck and said, "Man, concentration." ”

Wang Renhao stopped his movements, pinched her waist tightly, pulled towards his fiery source, and sighed softly: "Women, men's original sin, the deep pit that they don't want to get up." ”

His eyes were hot and hot, full of a man's unique sense of aggression and possessiveness to women, directly exposing the wild and fiery passion under his handsome gentleman's face.

Bei Bei stared at him, smiled charmingly, and took the initiative to send her red lips.

Wang Renhao used to be jealous of the man who could always follow the man who admired her materials around the ballet stage, and he used to be angry with the dance partners who worked with her, but now he can't because they can't see this side of her. At this moment, Bei Bei is the most beautiful, and it belongs to him alone.

Wang Renhao sniffed the fragrance of his hair, picked up the remote control to dim the light and turned on the stereo, and kissed one kiss after another.

Bei Bei knew that his beauty plan had worked, and threw the dress in his hand with a smile, put his hands around his neck and said, "Man, concentration." ”

Wang Renhao stopped his movements, pinched her waist tightly, pulled towards his fiery source, and sighed softly: "Women, men's original sin, the deep pit that they don't want to get up." ”

His eyes were hot and hot, full of a man's unique sense of aggression and possessiveness to women, directly exposing the wild and fiery passion under his handsome gentleman's face.

Bei Bei stared at him, smiled charmingly, and took the initiative to send her red lips.

Wang Renhao stopped his movements, pinched her waist tightly, pulled towards his fiery source, and sighed softly: "Women, men's original sin, the deep pit that they don't want to get up." ”

His eyes were hot and hot, full of a man's unique sense of aggression and possessiveness to women, directly exposing the wild and fiery passion under his handsome gentleman's face.

Bei Bei stared at him, smiled charmingly, and took the initiative to send her red lips. (To be continued.) )