The old man didn't dare to do anything sloppy, so he beckoned to the apprentice and carefully measured all the data.

When choosing the type, Wen Shengsheng chose a more novel design.

The old man subconsciously said, "You are very suitable for this design." ”

Wen Shengsheng: "Thank you. But feel free to design for me, it's just a general direction. I've heard that your design is very good, and if I can, I'd like to try your own ideas, can you? ”

The old man was shocked.

It's been a long time since he's been so free to design clothes for others.

The upper circles do not tolerate the clothes on their bodies, and there is not the slightest mistake.

When choosing clothing, it's always about customization.

There is no design.

Thinking of this, the old man agreed: "I have a design now, you can try it." ”

"Okay!"

Wen Shengsheng is looking forward to it.

She had heard of this design genius more than once.

Relying on Xiang Jinghe's light, she finally came once, and she must have a good time.

The old man brought a dark purple veneer gauze dress.

From a distance, it doesn't look like a fabric, but a foggy one, confident and beautiful, definitely not half a point worse than the outside.

Wen Shengsheng retreated slightly.

"Can I look good?"

Wen Shengsheng is very confident in his figure and face, and at this moment, he can't help but feel ashamed.

This design is too far ahead of its time.

The old man's eyes lit up: "You can! ”

Under the repeated persuasion of the old man, Wen Shengsheng took the clothes and entered the fitting room.

The soft gauze was against the skin, but Wen Shengsheng couldn't find the position of the ribbon.

"Anyone?"

A weak, helpless voice came from the fitting room on the side.

After a while, Wen Shengsheng heard Xiang Jinghe's voice.

"Huh?"

Why is there only Xiang Jinghe?

"I can't find the ribbon of my clothes, can I ask the assistant to come in and help me?"

The assistant was about to make a move, and just took a step forward, he was swept away by the man's eyes and stopped in place.

"Can't pull the ribbon?"

Xiang Jinghe got up and entered the fitting room in the small crack at the door.

At a glance, the white and tender back crashed into the eyes without any cover.

Xiang Jinghe's eyes sank.

"How?"

Wen Shengsheng's movements froze instantly, and the skirts on both sides tightly protected his side.

"You, why did you get in?"

Within a day, Xiang Jinghe saw this woman's panicked appearance many times, and he felt more and more interesting.

He could have let the assistant in.

But at that time, for some reason, he stopped people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have seen this beautiful scene now.

The scars are particularly noticeable by the white flowers' skin, but they are not worth mentioning in proportion to the light purple clothing.

Xiang Jinghe touched the smooth skin with fascination, and his fingertips were lightly caressed with calluses.

Wen Shengsheng's breath was suffocated, and his hands trembled so much that he could barely pull the light skirt.

"Don't touch ······"

"Please."

Xiang Jinghe said badly.

The movements of his hands did not stop, his eyes tightened the skin under his hands, and his lower abdomen became tighter and tighter.

The next moment, Wen Shengsheng's chin was hooked and kissed fiercely.

I don't know how long it took for Wen Shengsheng to be released.

In my ears is the hoarse and sexy voice of a man.

"It's so beautiful, I'm the only one who can see it, how about it?"

Wen Shengsheng still has a shred of sanity: \"This is what I will wear tomorrow." \"

But Xiang Jinghe was unwilling, he lowered his voice, and the demonic tone wrapped Wen Shengsheng tightly.

"It's not like you're going to a feast."

"It's like begging a man for mercy."

Wen Shengsheng's heart was full of throbbing, and it would be cold in an instant.

After passing through Xiang Jinghe's mouth, the words that came out were even more lethal than imagined.

Words that are almost insulting ignore the existence of human nature.

Wen Shengsheng suddenly came to his senses.

Xiang Jinghe is just quiet and peaceful these days.

She must not think that Xiang Jinghe is a person because of today.

But I completely forgot that in the eyes of these people, she is the most worthless existence.

"Jing He, isn't it ugly?"

Wen Shengsheng trembled in his voice, frowning helplessly, his eyes already full of tears.