"If only Bingling were here."

"What do you say? Take off your clothes! ”

The salesperson who had already taken the clothes out of the box shook her hand in front of the moon's eyes, interrupting her thoughts and pulling her back to reality from her memories.

This is an ankle-length cheongsam-style evening dress with a high slit, and if the light silk fabric is wrapped around the body, it will definitely show off the bumpy figure. That's a small piece of fat that will look redundant and bloated. The slender strap does not affect the exposure of the fragrant shoulder at all.

Although she liked the design of this dress very much, in her opinion, it was too revealing, and it was almost the same as a pajama.

Looking at the salesperson who was unceremonious to her, she didn't touch the clothes on her body, but walked out of the fitting room.

"Have you tried?"

Seeing that Huanyue was still wearing her red hoodie and blue jeans and walked out, Han Bing, who was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee and waiting, frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Han. I forgot I was menstruating. I'm afraid I'll get my dress dirty. I just remembered it before I undressed. You either ...... it yourself"

"Tsk...... Why do you have so much to do?! ……”

Han Bing didn't care if there were outsiders around, and it was a frenzy to split his head and cover his face with the moon.

Han Bing thought about it left and right, and after seeing that Huanyue didn't fight back, there was no fun at all, and she had no other ideas, so she had to walk into the fitting room by herself.

The fitting room is divided into two floors, one of which has a mirror on the outside, and cameras are all around, and Shizuki also notices this. The box of clothes and the clothes were in the hands of the salesperson the whole time, and she didn't touch them. If the slightest slip of the clothes is missing, it has nothing to do with her.

After Han Bing entered the fitting room, he looked around and noticed the presence of the camera. Gritting his teeth, he glared at the salesperson who was holding the clothes, and walked into the inner fitting room.

A moment later, Han Bing walked out in an evening dress. But there was no joy on his face, but a kind of anger that had nowhere to vent.

"Ms. Han, these shoes are also new and new. It is best worn with this evening dress. ”

The salesman looked flattering, holding a pair of high heels in both hands, and approached Han Bing.

Han Bing glanced at the moon standing at the door with his hands in his pockets and looked at the moon outside, and blasted away the salesman who was squatting in front of him.

"Go away! …… Moon! Come here! ”

"It's beautiful."

Yan Yue walked over, didn't understand what Han Bing meant, glanced at the clothes on her body, and nodded.

This exquisite evening dress is indeed perfect when worn on Han Bing's body, outlining her S curve and setting off an extremely noble temperament. However, the fly in the ointment was the cold expression on Han Bing's face at this time.

"I asked you to rate? Put the shoe on for me. ”

Han Bing used his chin to nurture a pair of silver high heels on the ground.

"Hehe......"

Yan Yue despised it unhappily in her heart. But for his own purposes, he had to grit his teeth fiercely and squatted down in front of Han Bing.

Seeing the moon half-kneeling in front of him, the corners of Han Bing's mouth showed a rare and smug smile.

Several salespeople on the side also looked at each other when they saw this scene.

Han Bing is not a first-time visitor, but a regular customer who visits several times a week. There have been a few times in the past when I brought someone over, although I have helped her with something, or as a complimented audience, I gave her a thumbs up for the clothes she tried on. But none of them treated the girl like today...... Excessively? Although he didn't kneel in front of her and kowtow, it was a model of humiliation in this era.

"Mr. Han, this dress really suits you. Your appearance and temperament are also very similar to a sister I used to know. ”

Huanyue's words, as if there was some kind of magic power, made Han Bing's eyes straighten, and his stiff pestle froze in place, at a loss.