Wen Qing is bold.

Slice directly into Yu Shisheng's bathrobe.

Looking at the woman emerging from the neckline, Yu Shisheng's expression was a little cracked, and he barely stabilized his emotions.

He questioned the other party with a cold face.

"What do you do?" He's really pretty much naked.

Wen Qing pinched the strap of his bathrobe in his hand.

Yu Shisheng was afraid that she would mess around, so he immediately opened his mouth to stop it. "If you have something to say, don't do what you can say."

Wen Qing stood on tiptoe. "Then you kiss me."

Who knew that Yu Shisheng refused expressionlessly. "You can't even move your mouth."

Wen Qing's small hand gently shook the strap of his bathrobe. "Are you shy?"

It's not, it's not, don't talk nonsense.

Yu Shisheng grabbed her hand hard and snatched the bathrobe strap back from her hand. Quickly push the person out of his arms, and re-tie the strap in his hand in three or two clicks.

The whole person is back to normal again.

After doing all this, he grabbed the woman's slender arm, led her to the door of the cloakroom, and pushed the man in.

A whole set of movements down neatly.

"Go get a new one, you can't wear this one out of the door." After saying that, he closed the door to the cloakroom and waited against the outside wall.

In the corner of the cloakroom is a large floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Wen Qing walked over and stood in front of the mirror.

The skirt was wrinkled, and the neckline of the dress was broken with two buttons.

A patch of snow-white skin was revealed, and there was a ring of visible teeth marks on the shoulder.

Looking at the wound in the mirror, Wen Qing put his hand down, moved slightly, and in the next second, the wound disappeared, the skin returned to normal, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

And just like that, she stared at the mirror at the shoulder for a moment.

In the end, I didn't know what to think, so I repeated the action just now, and the wound that had been healed reappeared.

She looked down and smiled.

Forget it, let's keep it!

She reached out to greet herself in the mirror.

Laughing sweetly.

"Sure enough, it's beautiful."

What is beautiful, what is beautiful.

It's not clear whether it's a person or a wound.

After admiring her beauty, she began to carefully examine the furnishings of the entire cloakroom.

On two walls, one side is placed with adult clothes, and the other side is a miniature version of cat clothes, Wen Qing put the cat's clothes next to her with some disgust, this size made her unhappy.

She won't admit that she was chubby when she was a kitten.

It's the merchant's problem.

What do you do with such ignorant clothes, of course, it is the bottom of the box!

Then I decisively went around to the other wall, and my little hands touched every beautiful dress, and the fabric was so comfortable to the touch! She picked out a set of clothes that looked pretty good.

A few minutes later, the door behind Yu Shisheng opened.

He turned his head to look.

The moment his eyes fell on the woman, his breath stagnated for a few seconds.

"Is it pretty?"

Wen Qing lifted the hem of her skirt and spun around.

The small pearls that hung on the embroidery on the skirt also swayed with her movements, and it was clear that there was no wind passing through the room. It must have been swept by the breeze from the hem of her skirt that swept through the tip of his soft heart.

Otherwise, how could he have become so gentle.

couldn't help but laugh with her small movements.

"Beautiful."

Are you just sure you want her to dress like this?

The long, slender and fair-skinned legs are exposed.

"Go change into trousers."

After hearing this, Wen Qing slapped him on the shoulder, breaking up the ambiguous atmosphere of the room. "So why did you give me the dress just now? Is there something wrong with you? ”

"I'm giving you a skirt below the knee."

"Does it make a difference?" It's not all skirts.