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Shopping with a woman is a chore, but the feeling of a woman shopping with you will definitely be different.

Wang Fuxing is such an idea, he has always been not interested in shopping and shopping, and he had a carefree relationship when he was in college when he was so old, but at that time, in the face of the straightforward but gentle Ye Yuyan, the two of them also did not go to the crowded Wangfujing Street much, but they held a cup of milk tea together and laughed softly.

Wang Fuxing has accompanied Xia Qinwei and Chu Qianyuan to shop twice in the past two months, Jinjiang Disheng once, and Henglong for the second time, and they didn't feel bitter at all, because the two women were also full of purpose when they shopped, what brand, what size, what style, most of them had already been thought about before going out, and when they went to the place, they only tried on two simple steps to swipe the card, and then they were resolute and flashing.

So to be clear, Wang Fuxing has no experience in shopping with women, especially with a woman who is incompatible with this society in terms of mentality and dress.

Wang Fuxing now has no money and is so rich that he bought a dress and purse for women, so he took them to Henglong, and then pointed to a counter of luxury goods and said that he could take whatever he liked, as many as he wanted. Although he wanted to do this more than once, what a domineering nouveau riche behavior this is? Comrade Wang Fuxing is too yearning, but he also knows that he doesn't have this capital yet, so buying a few sets of clothes and coming to Nanjing Road is already a very good treatment in his opinion.

Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street.

Wang Fuxing walked in the crowd with Huangfu Lingxi, as if he was afraid of losing her, and grabbed her little hand openly, this time Huangfu Lingxi did not refuse, let him pull, and turned a blind eye to all the pedestrians who passed by them with amazing and dull eyes, and his bright and clear eyes looked at the shops around him without blinking, and his eyes flashed with curiosity.

No matter how indisputable a woman is, when faced with beautiful clothes, beautiful jewelry, beautiful shoes and beautiful leather bags, her resistance will decrease, this is instinct.

Wang Fuxing now seems to be accustomed to this kind of treatment that is chased and blocked by everyone's eyes, and his face is calm and pulls the Huangfu Lingxi forward, his mentality now seems to be changing at any time, very subtle, so subtle that he himself is not aware of it.

At least if it was a few years ago, he would not have been able to do the thing of stripping Chu Qianyuan into a little white sheep in the morning and pulling another woman to swagger through the market in the afternoon.

"What style of clothes do you like?"

Wang Fuxing said with a smile, fully respecting Huangfu Lingxi's thoughts, in his opinion, as long as the chick next to him can take off the Taoist robe on his body, he can wear anything.

"Whatever."

Huangfu Lingxi said indifferently, still didn't look at him, his eyes scanned back and forth at the brand stores on the street.

Then Wang Fuxing was casual, and did not continue to move forward, and pulled her into a women's clothing store nearby.

In the afternoon, it was the most lively time for business on Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street, and there were many customers in the store who were choosing clothes.

Even the waiter was stunned by the fairy sister's Taoist robe and the dusty outfit in her hand, and she stood in place for a long time before revealing a kind smile with a professional surname and said, "Two, what do you need?" We've got the latest autumn and summer clothes here. If you like it, you can give it a try. ”

A woman who can wear such a style in a simple robe, and the waiter did not dare to recommend the style to Huangfu Lingxi, such a woman, no matter what she wears, is worthy of the four words of national color and fragrance, right?

Wang Fuxing originally wanted to let Huangfu Lingxi choose her own clothes, but when she saw that she was confused with her eyes open, she even forgot to let go of the little hand she was holding, so she could only make her own opinion, and calmly took Huangfu Lingxi's hand and walked around this women's clothing store, and the natural and rich body fragrance on Huangfu Lingxi's body almost overwhelmed the smell of spices in the store.

Wang Fuxing hesitated, but he still didn't dare to be too radical to choose something like skinny jeans or black stockings miniskirt for the women around him, for fear of being beaten, and finally took out a pair of beige slacks, the kind with wide trouser legs, and then took out a white lady's shirt, handed it to the somewhat overwhelmed Huangfu Lingxi, pointed to the fitting room, and said with a smile: "Go try it, put it on and let me see how it works." ”

Huangfu Lingxi held the clothes in both hands, with a strange expression, and after a while, he said softly: "I don't like these clothes." ”

"I just like it."

Wang Fuxing said unusually strongly, seeing that Huangfu Lingxi's eyes were a little strange, he said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "It can't be that you don't know how to wear it, right?" Why don't I go in and help you? ”

A group of customers who were whispering about the combination of Wang Fuxing and Huangfu Lingxi heard this, and immediately scolded the man for being shameless and shameless, it is a natural surname for a man to take advantage of a woman, but it is so obvious that he is too thick-skinned, right?

Huangfu Lingxi glanced at Wang Fuxing, like looking at an idiot, hesitated with his clothes, and silently walked into the nearby fitting room.

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes with an undisguised look of anticipation.

What will the Emperor Fu Lingxi look like when he takes off his Taoist robe and puts it back into normal clothes?

Just thinking about it, let a certain comrade rush in and take a look.

The female Taoist aunt has been grinding in the narrow fitting room for a long time and has not come out, there is a mirror in the fitting room, it is estimated that she saw her own image in it is a little strange and uncomfortable, and she doesn't know how to come out to face Wang Fuxing.

Wang Fuxing waited patiently for about ten minutes, the waiter could still smile, those customers were still in the mood to keep looking forward to it, but he couldn't help it, this time of simple getting along has almost figured out what surname to use when getting along with Huangfu Lingxi He walked directly to the door of the fitting room, knocked on the door, and said in an almost commanding tone: "Come out." ”

"Wait a minute."

Huangfu Lingxi's voice was crisp, and he had always been pleasant, but with a hint of uncertainty.

"Right now."

Wang Fuxing didn't have any room for maneuver.

There was a slight silence in the fitting room, and then the small wooden door was slowly opened.

first opened a crack, and then the gap gradually expanded, and finally the little face of the emperor Lingxi, who had changed into a costume, appeared in front of Wang Fuxing with a somewhat stiff face.

She took a slight step forward and walked out of the fitting room.

The entire women's clothing store instantly resounded with an exaggerated, but not exaggerated, whisper.

From the inside out, from the bottom of your heart.

Everyone's whispers came to a halt.

Wang Fuxing was also a little sluggish, and he couldn't help but think of a sentence in his mind: A woman can become beautiful by her figure and face, but if she wants to be beautiful, she needs all temperament to support.

In the current environment, this can be described as a word!

Loose beige slacks wrap around two slender legs, a simple white tunic blouse outlines her small waist and straight breasts in an almost incredible arc, her hips are straight, her long hair is scattered, and there seems to be a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Her temperament is still sacred, but there is still an almost dizzying laziness floating in the holiness, and this different temperament has added some very feminine softness and charm.

Purity, a sense of surname. Strong, weak. Divine, seductive.

All kinds of contradictory words are used in the current Huangfu Lingxi, and they are surprisingly harmonious.

For a woman, it's a miracle.

It is precisely because of this devastating charm that it is particularly thrilling in the eyes of others.

For Wang Fuxing, this miracle belongs to him.

Even if it's not now, it will be in the future.

Comrade Wang Fuxing was a little impulsive, and decided to be impulsive himself.

"I don't even know myself anymore."

Huangfu Lingxi said softly, his eyes staring at Wang Fuxing, waiting for his reaction.

"I know."

Wang Fuxing swallowed hard, the impulse in his mind intensified, dominating his actions, making him take a step forward suddenly, and in the strange eyes of everyone around him, he almost pushed Huangfu Lingxi into the fitting room.

Huangfu Lingxi's expression was stunned, with a long mouth, as if he didn't understand what he was doing when he came in, but before he could ask this idiot question, Wang Fuxing lowered his head and kissed Huangfu Lingxi's small mouth.

Rumble!

Huangfu Lingxi's brain was blank, and he even forgot to resist, his silver teeth opened slightly, and he let the other party's tongue wrap around his own, not knowing how to react at all.

She grew up in the Taoist temple since she was a child, practiced swords, read Buddhist scriptures, read Taoist classics, and then waited for the master who behaved very abnormally in the ordinary world to take her out, hand it over to a man who was destined to do it, follow him, and even give birth to a child for him if needed, she knew all this, and knew it when she was very young. And Huangfu Lingxi didn't think about resisting, she believed in fate, and also believed in the reincarnation of both Buddhism and Taoism, cultivating the Tao and participating in the Buddha, so it can't be accompanied by Sanqing, nor can it be accompanied by the Buddha.

It's a catastrophe.

Huangfu Lingxi has always thought so, so from childhood to adulthood, he knew that he couldn't escape, but as he grew older, he became more and more calm.

In the eyes of everyone, she is a woman who has almost no desires, a robe, a long sword, floating dust, two or three scriptures, simple but wise.

She doesn't know anything romantic, she doesn't know warmth, and she doesn't know happiness.

But the first time I kissed a man was in this small fitting room.

Fucking snail dwelling?

For the first time, Huangfu Lingxi had the idea of scolding, and struggled violently, but the woman, regardless of the force value, seemed to have the same reaction when she encountered incivility, she subconsciously pushed Wang Fuxing's shoulder, just forced, but suddenly found that this more and more presumptuous man directly held himself in his arms, kissing was not enough, one hand was directly on his buttocks, rubbing vigorously, even if Huangfu Lingxi's ability to bear, it was a little painful.

Stroking, kissing, kneading.

Wang Fuxing closed his eyes slightly, regardless of it, and held the Huangfu Lingxi in his arms to prevent her from struggling, and used various methods to get it.

He is blaspheming the holy and defiling the pure.

It feels so good.

The two stayed in the small fitting room, their mouths were in close contact, they were both monsters with amazing lung capacity, and this kiss was a bit dark.

Huangfu Lingxi went from being uncompromising to being compromised, and the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally his hands drooped, and he looked up slightly with his little face, motionless.

Wang Fuxing, who was restless in his heart** quietly retreated, gradually regained his composure, but he was unwilling to give up the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, sniffed the rich body fragrance volatilized by the Huangfu Lingxi because of the struggle just now, and continued to ask for it, until he really couldn't breathe, he let go of the Huangfu Lingxi, and looked at her calmly.

This posture is as if the bastard who forcibly took away the first kiss of the Emperor Fu Lingxi in this place just now is not him.

Huangfu Lingxi's eyes were in a trance, and then suddenly became cold, there is no doubt that Wang Fuxing's actions today have touched her bottom line, so that she subconsciously wants to make a move against Wang Fuxing.

She didn't bother to care whether ordinary people in the world would be subverted by her violent behavior, she would do what she thought was right.

Because she said that she would not be her woman until Wang Fuxing won her.

But this man bullied himself today.

Yes, it's bullying.

How could he bully himself? How can I be bullied by him?

Huangfu Lingxi's eyes became more and more cold and cold, but his mind was slightly confused.

Wang Fuxing is very strong, but he is not his opponent, even if he exposes his full strength.

As an important chess piece left by the old head of the Wang family, Huangfu Lingxi knows the secret of his body very well, and no less than a dozen people know this secret, but Wang Fuxing is not among them.

But this man, who would definitely lose to himself when he started to move, did something that he could only do after winning himself.

Too presumptuous, too frivolous.

Huangfu Lingxi's thoughts were messy, and he suddenly found himself very entangled.

Very tangled.

Then before she could sort out her thoughts, her body was once again hugged by a warm embrace, Wang Fuxing's unhurried voice came, and she said shamelessly: "Don't be nervous, this is what we should do." ”