Chapter 3 The Fitting Room Goes Out of the Storm (II)
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Wu Yong looked around, in the narrow fitting room, except for Wu Yong, there was only the beauty in front of him.
Where are the hooligans?
The next moment, Wu Yong woke up suddenly, reached out with his big hand, like a raptor going to sea, pulled the beauty standing outside the door into the fitting room, and then freed his other hand to cover the beauty's thin lips.
", don't shout, the security guards will come later, even if I jump into the Yellow River, I won't be able to wash it." Wu Yong stuck to the beautiful woman's ear and said urgently.
Sure enough, within a dozen seconds of the beauty just shouting the word 'hooligan'. Two fierce-looking security guards carrying electric batons hurriedly trotted over.
The saleswoman who seemed to be Yoshizawa stood at the door of the fitting room stupidly, and the embarrassing image of Wu Yong not wearing clothes still lingered in her mind!
Seeing the female saleswoman in a daze, one of the security guards stepped forward and asked vigilantly: "It seems that someone here is shouting hooligan just now, Xiao An, did you see that?" ”
"Uh..." The saleswoman was stunned, hurriedly waved her hand, and sneered: "I didn't see it, I didn't see it." In broad daylight, how can there be hooligans, hehehehe, you must be hallucinating. ”
The saleswoman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to her clever reflection, at this time the second lady and the lewd man were hiding in the fitting room.
The worst thing is that the lewd man has not yet dressed himself, and if he is seen by others, he will definitely make a storm in the city.
Tomorrow, those entertainment reporters in Haicheng City will rush to report on this matter, and they will be implicated because of it!
The shirk of the salesman Xiao An did not dispel the vigilance of the two fierce security guards.
After muttering for a while, the two of them took the electric baton and went to check on other places in other malls.
Wu Yong pricked up his ears, and his keen hearing noticed the footsteps of the two security guards gradually moving away. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, stared at the beautiful woman who was pressed against the door panel by himself, and complained in a low voice: "Miss, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, and you are a hooligan, have you ever seen such a handsome hooligan!" ”
"Woo woo..."
The lips of the beautiful woman were tightly sealed by Wu Yong with her hands, and her delicate face couldn't help but show a panicked look, but her petite body was imprisoned by the strange man in front of her, and it was useless to let her break free in every possible way.
I had to kick with those white and pink little feet, stepping on the ten-centimeter-high crystal sandals, and bumping into Wu Yong's ankles from time to time, Wu Yong, who was in pain, couldn't help grinning his teeth.
"What are you whining, I'm just here to buy clothes, why did I become a hooligan for some reason." The force on Wu Yong's hand increased a little, he secretly stretched his neck, peeked out through the crack in the door of the changing room, estimated that the two security guards outside had gone away, and threatened with anxiety: "Don't shout, or I'll let you see what a real hooligan is." ”
As the saying goes, the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying.
Even though the little beauty's family is prominent, her delicate body is being imprisoned by the strange man in front of her.
Moreover, this shameless guy is still openly taking advantage of her.
In an instant, the domineering and delicate momentum of the beauty decreased sharply, for fear that Wu Yong would do other dirtier things.
staring at those big watery eyes, fluttering long eyelashes, and blinking amorous eyes, it seemed that he was making concessions and compromises to Wu Yong.
Seeing this, Wu Yong couldn't bear to scare the fairy-like girl in front of him, and slightly loosened the big hand that was tightly covering Sakura's lips, intending to let the beauty take a breath.
At this moment, when Sakura's lips were able to move, the panicked beauty pulled her slender jade neck again and let out a terrifying cry: "Help... Life! ”
Help, save you big-headed ghost!
The eyes were fast, and the voice just came out of the sharp, and Wu Yong's palm was once again aimed at the cherry lips to cover it.
"Don't shout, it's really rude to call me again!" Wu Yong was really angry this time.
Wu Yong didn't have time to take care of these, he just wanted to change his clothes and leave quickly.
If the mall security guard finds out that he is hugging a beautiful girl in the fitting room, Bao Buqi will think that the two are about to stage some kind of love action movie.
In addition, the girl in her arms claims to be a 'hooligan pervert', and she will get herself into the bureau if she doesn't do it.
Heroes don't suffer immediate losses!
After secretly slandering 'bad luck' in the bottom of his heart, Wu Yong wanted to patiently explain to the beauty that he was not a bad person, but a handsome little man with sunshine and justice!
Taking a deep breath, Wu Yong forced a smile and planned to have a friendly conversation with the little beauty.
But when Wu Yong was about to open his mouth, his body trembled a few times. Suddenly, Wu Yong's legs subconsciously softened!
The little beauty rolled her beautiful eyes upwards from time to time, and the corners of her eyes were white, as if to warn Wu Yong to let her go immediately, otherwise Wu Yong would immediately become the 'head of the imperial court'.
"Woo woo..."
The little beauty in her arms grabbed Wu Yong's life, her momentum and expression suddenly became arrogant, her willow eyebrows were coldly erected, and her eyes were like blades, and she glanced at Wu Yong fiercely.
This is threatening Wu Yong and warning him to let go quickly!
Wu Yong has grown so big, and he has never suffered such a big loss.
Resist the sharp pain in your body. Based on his instinctive reaction, Wu Yong subconsciously grabbed the little beauty's white wrist.
With a huge grip, the painful little beauty couldn't help but let out a low-cut whimper.
The cheeks are rendered with two shades of crimson, which is as delicate and beautiful as a fire-breathing evening scene.
Two strange men and women, who had never been masked, started a confrontation without gunsmoke but extremely tragic in the cramped fitting room.
The two of them didn't give in to each other, and after a minute of confrontation with their eyebrows coldly raised, Wu Yong still didn't hold back after all, and decisively withdrew the big hand locked on the white wrist!