Chapter 383: The Minister Under the Skirt

When the zipper is unzipped, she looks like a fruit that has stripped its skin, revealing its juicy flesh.

"Why did you call me?" Long Xiliang asked her.

"What do you say?" The woman raised her red lips and smiled softly, she raised her hand and peeled the bandeau wedding dress off her body little by little.

The man standing behind her stared at her beautiful butterfly bones, breathing heavily.

Lu Xiaoyou turned her head sideways, her neck outlined a perfect arc in the light, and a few strands of hair fell on her skin, and even the curly arc of the hair was particularly attractive.

She was like a goblin, bewitching him.

The man pressed her against the wall in the locker room, Lu Xiaoyou's back against the wall.

He lifted the hem of his skirt, layer by layer, and his strong arms were piled up with cloud-like tulle, but he could not reach the end.

The man's eyes became dark and deep, his face was covered with a thin frost of forbearance, and his emotions became visibly irritable and impatient.

Lu Xiaoyou looked at him like this and giggled.

Long Xiliang frowned slightly, wanting to tear off the wedding dress on her body directly.

"Alas! This wedding dress is only one in the world, what a pity it is to be damaged. Lu Xiaoyou held his hand to stop it.

"Whatever!" Long Xiliang whispered, he naturally didn't care how precious this wedding dress was, and now this wedding dress was in the way.

Lu Xiaoyou leaned against the wall, her delicate chin raised slightly, and her eyes were half-closed to reveal a lazy and confused look.

"Xiao Liangliang, you beg me~" She said with a smile.

The man did not speak.

The bandeau wedding dress that had been unzipped and the blouse was half-hidden on her chest, and her snow-colored skin was almost reduced to one with the pure white wedding dress.

The man lowered his head, unable to resist her temptation, and he buried his face in her chest, his lips touching the soft, smooth skin.

He wanted to tear off the wedding dress again, but he couldn't, and a thin bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Lu Xiaoyou!" Long Xiliang ordered her.

However, she leaned against the wall, motionless like a lazy cat, "You beg me~ beg me, I'll give it to you~"

Long Xiliang was resisting, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.

He searched for her, but he couldn't get anything.

Layered on top of each other, there was a rustling sound from countless skirts, and finally Long Xiliang begged her in a commanding tone:

"Lu Xiaoyou, I order you, give me ......"

When he spoke, the burning snort fell on Lu Xiaoyou's face, Lu Xiaoyou's lips were dry, but he still raised his chin, like a queen on top.

"Please~"

Long Xiliang took a breath, "Please." ”

Lu Xiaoyou's eyes burst into a flickering smile, she held the man's head with both hands, and dropped a kiss on his forehead, this is a kiss from top to bottom, it is the kiss she gave to Long Xiliang.

After the kiss, she pulled up the layered skirt with both hands, revealing the posture of Ren Jun.

Be my servant.

Layer after layer, the white yarn of different materials almost submerged the man, and Lu Xiaoyou covered his handsome and resolute face with the veil on the skirt.

Through the hem of his skirt, she could still see the darkness in his eyes, which were like beasts, full of attacking momentum.

The palms of the white, boneless hands propped up against the walls of the fitting room...... I don't know how long it took, but her palms were faintly red, and she slid off the wall as if she had lost all her strength.

Lu Xiaoyou let out a breath of hot air, and she finally took off the wedding dress from her body, but a few of the water drills off the wedding dress and fell to the ground.

She was carrying her wedding dress, her cheeks were slightly bulging, and her voice was full of helplessness.

"The wedding dress is all stained!"

The desire in Long Xiliang's eyes did not fade, and he glanced at the snow-white wedding dress.

"Buy it."

Lu Xiaoyou reminded him: "This is not for sale!" ”

"I'll let them sell me the wedding dress." If you refuse to sell a wedding dress, you will buy the entire brand.