To be honest, at this point, Zhang Yun really felt a sense of weakness, as he thought, the woman in front of him was completely irreversible, but at this moment, Wu Xuemei leaned into Zhang Yun's ear and suddenly asked Zhang Yun an extremely strange question:

"Can you change back into the women's clothes from that day?"

Suddenly, Zhang Yun was stunned, and he didn't know what Wu Xuemei meant, so he could only nod subconsciously, and then, before Zhang Yun pretended to grit his teeth and get up, Wu Xuemei gently pressed him and said softly:

"Don't move, I'll change it for you."

Wu Xuemei's words were very gentle, like a fluttering feather falling on Zhang Yun's heart, and it was the first time that Zhang Yun was treated so gently by Wu Xuemei.

Then Wu Xuemei got up suddenly, opened the door and ran towards Song Chuhui's bedroom, seeing that Zhang Yun was frightened, for fear that Wu Xuemei would harm Song Chuhui again, and the pit was that he had to maintain this seriously ill and dying appearance, unable to move.

Fortunately, Wu Xuemei disappeared for less than a minute, and came back with a large ball of things, everything, some essential women's clothes, and some cosmetics, which looked colorful and green, all of which were used by Wu Xuemei herself.

And Zhang Yun glanced at it casually, and immediately shocked Zhang Yun into a mouthful of old blood, and blood spurted out again.

Nima, didn't you say that you should only wear women's clothes, and bring pink covers, lace fat, and other things for Mao Wu Xuemei, but what stunned Zhang Yun the most was that Wu Xuemei seemed to have taken two pure black suspender stockings and dangled between Wu Xuemei's snow-white lotus arms.

Grass, just for a moment, Zhang Yun couldn't stop squirting a mouthful of old blood, twitching all over, this time Zhang Yun really sprayed, he was an innocent * man, how could he stand Wu Xuemei's stimulation, Zhang Yun had a sense of panic at the end of the world on the spot.

And Wu Xuemei saw that Zhang Yun actually squirted a mouthful of blood again, and a face that was originally red and bright suddenly appeared with a few wisps of melancholy, and immediately Wu Xuemei rushed to Zhang Yun with this pile of things.

Without waiting for Zhang Yun to speak, Wu Xuemei was anxious to block Zhang Yun's mouth, and said a little irritablely:

"Don't talk, shut up!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun didn't dare to do anything about it, so he simply continued to lie there with a seriously ill and dying appearance, and now he could only hope for his women's clothes, even if Wu Xuemei had a dressophilia, as long as Wu Xuemei's favorability for him reached 100%, Zhang Yun let her fiddle.

Immediately after, Wu Xuemei didn't say hello to Zhang Yun, so she rudely took off all the clothes on Zhang Yun's body, even Zhang Yun's poor underwear Jun didn't let go, Wu Xuemei naturally turned her head early in the morning and avoided the dazzling white light.

And from here on, it can be regarded as the highlight, Wu Xuemei put all the women's clothes she brought over to Zhang Yun one by one, including the hood that symbolizes the pink ** confusion, and the lace little fat, and even the two pure black suspender stockings are put on Zhang Yun's legs.

In this process, Zhang Yun found that Wu Xuemei's face turned red at some point, and a pair of beautiful eyes were extremely wide, like two huge searchlights, completely sweeping every inch of Zhang Yun's body, Zhang Yun could only endure this.

But this is far from over, then Wu Xuemei hugged a lot of cosmetics, sat in front of Zhang Yun's head, and asked Zhang Yun to close her eyes, and then Wu Xuemei started the "beauty work" non-stop, her face was full of obvious urgency, it seemed that she was more anxious than Zhang Yun.

I have to say that Wu Xuemei's makeup work is far better than Song Chuhui and Wang Wenjing, or it can also be said that Zhang Yun has a very good foundation, and he doesn't need much makeup to achieve the effect that Wu Xuemei wants.

In the end, it only took less than five minutes for Wu Xuemei to turn Zhang Yun from a handsome young man into a charming and charming girl, and even Wu Xuemei herself was stunned for a while, and her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

Although Wu Xuemei already knew that Zhang Yun's women's clothes were excessively beautiful, she never thought that Zhang Yun would be so beautiful.

I saw a beautiful innocent girl lying on a snow-white big bed.

The delicate and charming little face, the big eyes with affection, and the two soft thin lips that are red and gorgeous, coupled with the long and silky blue hair, like the goddess Venus born from the vast sea, just one look is enough to make people fascinated.

Further down, the girl was wearing a snow-white turtleneck shirt with the front wide open, revealing the hood that symbolized the temptation of pink red fruit and the delicate and beautiful collarbone.

As for the lower body, she wears a small black skirt that only reaches the thighs, with two black suspender stockings, which highlight the two slender snow-white thighs very dazzlingly.

At this moment, this girl is as delicate as a gossamer, and this same morbid beauty is vividly displayed.

At this moment, Wu Xuemei only felt a "boom" in her head, as if a volcano had erupted, and one after another surging hot magma frantically scurried in her brain, burning Wu Xuemei began to be a little confused.

In a trance, Wu Xuemei inexplicably felt that her mouth was dry, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, especially somewhere in her body, she was chiseled by a meteorite outside the sky, and the sound of splashing echoed in Wu Xuemei's brain over and over again.

So much so that Wu Xuemei couldn't help but think of that day in the warehouse of the gymnasium, she was inspired by Zhang Yunhuo to have a "big tsunami", the charming taste of rushing into the sky, Wu Xuemei will never forget it in her life.

However, before Wu Xuemei came back to her senses, Zhang Yun's weak voice came:

"Xuemei, are you alright?"

Zhang Yundu is waiting for death happily, Nima, there are less than 10 minutes left, how do he complete the task of reverse thrust.

Suddenly, Wu Xuemei was full of excitement, and her pretty face, which was already red and swollen, was even more frighteningly red, and she hurriedly responded:

"Eun, alright, you can open your eyes!"

And the next moment, when Zhang Yun opened his eyes and looked at him, a mouthful of old blood spurted out wildly, Nima, what the hell did Wu Xuemei look like, what the hell is this pink hood, and the black suspender stockings.

For a while, Zhang Yun only felt that his eyes had been blinded, which showed how beautiful this picture was, and even Zhang Yun had the urge to retreat on the spot.

At this moment, a burst of fragrant wind suddenly came to her face, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, Wu Xuemei took the initiative to press Zhang Yun to death, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a brilliance that Zhang Yun couldn't understand.