The faint twilight, casting the mottled shadows of the trees on the glass windows, swaying gently, is beautiful like a fairy tale background.

There was a handsome young man standing in front of the window.

Today, it's the fifteenth birthday of this teenager - no, it should be said to be a girl - Jing Yue.

Because the elder brother of the dragon and phoenix fetus died at birth, her parents raised her as a boy.

She's been called "Young Master" for fifteen years!

Jing Yue's gaze inadvertently swept through the window.

In the glass window, there are three rows of trophies and medals.

All the awards that can be won have been won, and all the opponents who can be compared have been defeated.

As the daughter of Jing Jun, the boss of Chinese power in country A, Jing Yue, who was only fifteen years old, suddenly felt that life was so boring.

Including the richly wrapped gift box that is kept at hand, I am too lazy to open it.

Anyway, with Dad's vision and taste, it is impossible to give a birthday gift worth seeing.

However, there is finally one more thing tonight, which makes Jing Yue have a trace of anticipation.

Dad's good friend, Tang Zhanhong, chairman of China's Tang Group, came to visit him in country A and brought his son with him.

The boy named Tang Mingxuan, who is said to be only one year older than her, has been praised by his father in the sky and in the ground.

Finally, I have to summarize seriously: "Mingxuan, is the most compatible child with you in all aspects, let him be your fiancé!" ”

"Match? Fiance? Hmph, let's give it a try! ”

Jing Yue sneered and sat down on the rattan chair by the window, her ass was hard, what was it?

When I looked down, it was a large gorgeous box.

I remembered that it was sent by the housekeeper half an hour ago, saying that it was a specially customized dress for her from Madame Marilyn's studio, and the gentleman asked her to wear it to meet the guests.

Skirt......

She's grown to fifteen and has never worn anything like this!

Jing Yue picked up the box and threw it on the bed disdainfully-

The lid of the box was turned over, and a dress fell on the side of the bed, and at first glance, it was pink, very ladylike, and very cute.

Jing Yue immediately had a speechless expression.

Dad's vision is really bad!

It's lace again, and it's ribbon knotted, where does it suit her?

Jing Yue had no choice but to bend down and pick it up.

Disgust is disgust, the silky and cold fabric in her hand, the ghost makes the god send, and arouses her curiosity.

Although she has been called "young master" for fifteen years, her ID card is indeed a gender "female".

Why don't you try on a dress?

Anyway, no one sees it, so it's a boring game......

Jing Yue stood in front of the dressing mirror and quickly took off her shirt and jeans.

She looked at the girl in the mirror, her face flushed slightly.

After all, when she was fifteen years old, it was the first time for her to look at her bare body so seriously.

The legs are slender, straight, and rounded, and they are simply flawless!

Although the waist is very slender, it looks very healthy and powerful!

Chests......

The smile that unconsciously rose on Jing Yue's lips froze.

Only a thin small vest was worn on the upper body, and there seemed to be no content under the vest......

Jing Yue didn't look at it, shook off her skirt angrily, put it on her body, pulled it, and pulled the zipper with her backhand.

Here's the problem.

She had never worn a skirt, and her arms were so flexible that the zipper was still only halfway up.

"Don't wear it! Trouble is dead! Jing Yue scolded in annoyance.

She had just pulled off her skirt at her shoulders, when suddenly, a long sigh floated behind her—

"Well, I'll help you......"