With his hands behind his back, Ferreira walked into the parlor with a look of great spirits. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

His image has completely changed - tsk! I am not interested in describing a stinky man in words, but he can be summed up perfectly in one word: the Gestapo. Yes, except for the swastika armband with no white circles on a red background and black letters on his shoulder, Ferreira is now alive and well as an SS officer in Nazi Germany during World War II.

Needless to say, this must be someone's handiwork.

Well, putting aside all the judgment factors that are actively attached based on human nature and values, such as evil and anti-human (in fact, there are no Nazi taboos in another world), purely from an aesthetic point of view, I have to admit that the Gestapo's outfit is actually quite good-looking.

Ferreira was very, very happy with the outfit anyway, even if it cost him a month's salary for it.

Thinking of this, the high emotions inevitably subsided a little.

Doesn't this directly prove that Roche's suggestions, which he dismissed as extremely ridiculous, are actually extremely pertinent?

I......

Ferreira wanted to explode the swear words, but in the end she couldn't stop the resentful complaints-why is it so expensive to sell it for just a suit?

He really asked the clerk this question, and the answer he got was: unique~! You can no longer find these high-end atmospheric and avant-garde fashions that break through imagination and transcend boundaries elsewhere, and are unique and dreamy!

You have so many adjectives!

Rolling his eyes violently, he was still speechless, and after that, Ferreira only cursed silently in his heart:

Come on, come on, come faster and more violently! To hell with his meow's "uniqueness"!

Is it just some ordinary clothing, and others are not allowed to imitate it? Could it be that there are any insurmountable technical obstacles?

Belch......

Ferreira quickly disproved the idea, as he saw the "Armani" brand tag on the back neckline. He's not stupid, and he can figure out the deep meaning of the brand with a little thought.

Don't look at the inconspicuous piece of cloth sewn on the back neckline, it can gradually become a symbol of status and hierarchy, and in the future, what "Susanna's secret" and "Armani" will be regarded as synonymous with the corresponding field, and everyone will immediately float these names in their minds whenever they think of top luxury clothing.

And then, what if the copycat comes? Is it a half-dime? People who would have bought these top-notch luxury clothes don't go for those names as usual? Will they buy counterfeit knockoffs to save a few bucks? I'm sorry! I can't afford to lose that person!

What copycats can really snatch away is the low-end market! However, "Susanna's Secret" and "Armani" are not in the low-end market......

It's so cunning! It's so treacherous! Hate!

Never mind...... Anyway, there will always be times when you need to dress up and force it.

And the clothes here...... Well, in good conscience, not bad!

......

In the drawing-room, a circle of men sits, and all but Saphius, whom he still hasn't seen—Ferreira insists that the vile coward has deliberately avoided him out of fear—is all there.

Seeing them, Ferreira knew that the coward who had been hiding had made a lot of money today, and everyone had at least changed their clothes, even the little Femeon, who had always behaved the most resistant, was no exception, how much profit was this?

Perhaps it was the sky-high bill to be paid next in the flesh, Shalombas pinched his fingers and sighed with a sad face, Thurman and the three young men were constantly teasing with words, and Femmion sat alone awkwardly and no one cared for him.

Ferreira's arrival will certainly attract everyone's attention.

Turning his head, seeing Ferreira walking in, and noticing his bright and blind outfit, Shalombas was happy, and his sad face was gone, so he turned his head away, and smiled at a few guys next to him, "Haha! Now I dare to say that the most injured person must not be me!"

Ferreira's face turned dark for a moment, although he didn't know what it was, but just by looking at the expression, tone, and movements, he could know that this damn black short merchant was arranging himself again. Ferreira was not ambiguous, and did not come with you, and asked angrily: "What do you mean by this?!"

"No~!nothing!" "Shalombas smiled and waved his hand, "I'm just admiring your generosity to yourself." Look at this body, wow~!" He gave a thumbs up and gestured heavily, "Handsome! handsome! Handsome! But it must be very expensive, right? Hey! I know the best about the black heart of the clothing price here! Lao Fei, you are really willing!"

Ferreira pursed his lips, although he also felt very painful in his heart, how could he show weakness in front of others, especially when he heard the slightest hint of irony from the words of Chalombas: "Hmph! Personal image, about honor, take it seriously, just a few clothes, if you like it, if you think it is suitable, you can buy it!"

Shalombas slapped his thigh and said happily: "Haha! So, the person who is most injured must not be me! It's you, Lao Fei! Hehe, of course you're not a bad person, but compared to me, you're still a poor ghost! Although the final bill will be higher than mine, after all, there are many people on my side, but, with your husband and wife's generosity, your bill will definitely be on the same order of magnitude as mine! So, even I have to feel very painful bills, for you, you must not be seriously injured? I guess, maybe you'll have to get a few months' salary!Hmph, don't try to fool around~!It's all a big party, and I, the county guard, can't I know how much salary you, the commander of the legion, can get every month?"

Ferreira's face was no longer black, but turned pale, Guy was angry and panicked, gritted his teeth in anger, his hands and feet were cold in panic, he gritted his teeth, he was about to say something, but he heard the Grand Duke say with a smile: "Ferreira, if you don't have much money, I can lend you some." ”

Lend, lend me some?

Are you looking down on me? Are you mocking me?

Unforgivable!

Ferreira was about to have a seizure—but was interrupted by life, and almost suffocated by the fury that had nowhere to put it. The door opened, and Anne and Nancy led a few clerks into the parlor with some tea, greeted them with a smile, and put them down with a smile. Of course, sending tea is not the point, the point is a message for Shalombas.

"Mr. Shalombas, how many of you... Uh, ma'am, invite you to come over to them, right in the dressing room. ”

"Well, why?" Naturally, Shalombas was confused.

"Well, you can only know if you go over and see it with your own eyes~!" Anne smiled charmingly, her expression was ambiguous, obviously selling off, she raised her eyebrows, as if to give some encouragement and some hints, "I think they may have prepared some surprises for you." ”

"Surprise, forget it!" Chalombas frowned and scratched his head, "They have always only known how to prepare bills for me~!"

Despite saying this, the pickled guy still rushed to the locker room.

Anne looked at Ferreira, who was so depressed that she looked bitter: "Your Excellency, although the General's wife did not think of extending an invitation to you, I think it would be a good idea for you to take the initiative to come over. As you heard, surprise, just like Mr. Chalombas. And I'm sure your surprise must be of the highest quality!"

Ferreira didn't know what kind of mood he should be in now, I am afraid that he could only describe it as chaos, his brain was confused, his expression was confused, and even his mouth was chaotic. In a daze, he followed Anne, not wanting to be with this group of nasty people in the parlor anyway.

Ferreira returned to the locker room, where he had just completed his transformation into the Gestapo. Then, guided by Anne, he came to the door of one of the fitting rooms.

Anne covered her mouth and snickered: "The general's wife is inside, please please~!"

What is this? Let me go in and watch my wife change her clothes?

Belch...... Don't you think it's funny and ridiculous? She's my wife! It's my daily routine to watch her change clothes! Isn't it rare to see her in your fitting room one more time?

Ferreira looked puzzled, turned his head to look, saw Shalombas left and right, knew that he must have entered a fitting room, weighed it slightly, did not hesitate, and pushed the door in.

An exclamation.

Another exclamation.

The exclamations were of course from the husband and wife, and Abella exclaimed that someone had suddenly broken in, and Ferreira ...... Well, it would be more accurate to be amazed.

The first thing he saw was a huge round buttocks that were pouted high - Abella was about to change her clothes, and a short skirt was being pulled down to her feet, and she was leaning over to clean up. It's nothing—even though the pose is a little more seductive, the wife's buttocks are still as shocking as they are familiar, fat, spectacular, like a grinding wheel, well, every time you "do something" you will be tossed by it. What is extraordinary is that a thin strip of cloth penetrates out of the mysterious and deep ravine, and clearly "splits" the entire huge buttocks into two halves!

Somehow, because of the extra thin strip of cloth, an indescribable sense of extreme beauty spontaneously arose!

"Ah~~!" Abella jumped up, picked up a piece of clothing and covered it on her chest, but quickly put it down again, "Ferrai, it's you! Alas, it's scared to death!"

Ferreira didn't know how to reply, and his eyes were about to burst into flames, for his wife's body was so hot that he didn't know how many times he had seen, played, and galloped.......! Uh, panties? Anyway, it's a small, thin, triangular piece of cloth, and the strip of muslin is its belt, which wraps around the waist. There are also two pieces of small cloth in the same style, strung together and wrapped around the chest.

Well, it's a sexy set of lingerie, and of course, it's okay to call it sexy.

Ferreira never imagined that a few small pieces of cloth could have such an amazing finishing effect! He felt that Abella was even more tempting at this time than when she was naked! He wanted to pounce on those damn pieces of cloth now! and ......

In short, Ferreira suddenly felt that the crotch of his pants had become very narrow, very cramped, very depressed, well, that is, somewhere suddenly swollen, the situation was serious!

Abella is not a fuel-efficient lamp, seeing her husband's expression, she immediately guessed his "wrong" thoughts, and did not see her stop drinking, but raised the face that had become extremely delicate and beautiful after makeup, hooked her lips, smiled, threw a wink, and asked, "Hey~!, what do you want?"

What kind of inquiry is this? This is meowing is teasing!

Ferreira had the urge to look up and howl at the wolf, and of course, the urge to drive without saying a word was even stronger.

However, I finally had some sense, knowing that this was not a home, not a residence, not a hotel, but just a fitting room......

Hesitating, uncomfortable, tormented, and breathing heavier and heavier, where would the goblin on the other side spare him? Still writhing deliberately......

But after all, this is just a fitting room, a public place, where people come and go, and people knock on the door at any time......

Why do you get more excited the more you think about it?

Suddenly, there seemed to be a suppressed moan from next door......

A spirit. Isn't it, Chalongbas is next door......? Already driving?

Case......

Ferreira turned her head to look at Arbella, her eyes burning with heat!

Pounce on it, catch it! Look where you're going! Goblin, eat me a stick!

And yet—

"Sword and Arashi" When the "Demon Chapter" was about to be staged, a completely unfamiliar male voice from Ferreira came from outside the fitting room, and he said loudly in a disgusted tone: "Hey~! It's almost there! Give me some restraint! Don't make a mess for me! This is not YouXku! Mmmm, also, Gu Cen is not going to write a little yellow book~! He doesn't want to be harmonized again!"