Chapter 32: The Little Devil Makes Trouble

"I've been released on medical parole from prison, so I might have any money with me?" I said.

"I can pay for the suit, but you have to pay me for it." Millennial said with a wicked smile.

I ignored her, but my inner little devil was happy, and in order to suppress it, I made a fool of myself on the spot, and I was distracted.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Millennial said, "I'm joking." "This is the reserved nature that women should have. She said this for fear that I would lose face by rejecting her.

I blurted out, "If I make such a big sacrifice, you should pay me for it." “

The millennial girl smiled, and smiled meaningfully: "I have no objection. “

That's not right. It seems that I have fallen into the trick of the millennial girl, is there a fundamental difference between me paying her and her fleshing me?

My inner little devil is happy. In order to avoid making a bigger fool of myself, I hurriedly said, "Let's go buy a suit first." “

Time is not pressing, I chatted with the millennial girl while shopping, and I found that the millennial girl can talk to me in other aspects besides loving money.

Finally came to the clothing store. I was going to choose my own clothes, but Millennial said, "I'll help you choose, it's more in line with the eyes of women looking at men's handsomeness." “

I listened to this very useful, I want the millennial sister to repay me, not to win her like, how inappropriate, or she personally selected, must be her favorite, can reflect my handsomeness. Both I and my inner demon agree.

The reality is very skinny, I never thought that I fell for the millennial girl's routine again.

Her philosophy is to choose only the cheap ones, not the right ones. After all, it was her money that was spent, and she was distressed.

I've already agreed to let her choose a suit for me, can I still regret it? Even if she repents, the money bag is in her hands, is she likely to agree?

A full suit from the inside out totals $100, and that's it, the millennial girl is still distressed.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold, Millennial Sister looked me up and down with appreciation, and praised me with satisfaction: "It's really good, you are very handsome." “

But the sales clerk on the side didn't think so, and flattened his mouth, because this is a high-end suit store, I thought that the millennial girl was wearing a handmade Italian dress, choosing a suit for her boyfriend (mistaking me for her boyfriend, it's normal), and she should be very generous, and she could have a good sales commission. I never thought that the millennial girl chose the cheapest set for me after the discount.

Sister Millennium, not only personally selected the suit for me, but also stood opposite me and arranged the bow tie for me by hand.

The jade hand is very slender, perfect, the distance is very close, and the French brand-name perfume exuded by the millennial girl's body is even more refreshing. In particular, her vacuum-packed 36F boobs are rippling in the waves.

Dizzy, I'm really dizzy, I can't suppress the little devil in my heart anymore.

It seems that the millennial girl didn't notice my reaction, and it was better not to. She whispered to me, "Go to the dressing room, and I'll help you get dressed." “

I was taken by the hand by the millennium sister and entered the locker room, the door was not closed, the millennial sister tried to close it, I said, "Just bring it." ”

Millennial Sister didn't object.

Saying that she would help me sort out my clothes, Millennial Sister kept a distance of about a foot from me, looking at my face with a smile.

I was embarrassed to be looked at like this by the millennial girl all the time, and asked, "What's the matter, am I handsome?" ”

Millennial shook her head first, then nodded quickly, and looked down to continue smiling.

I followed the millennial girl's line of sight and looked at my body, my face flushed and my expression was unnatural. The trousers are relatively tight. My current image is really embarrassing. If there were no clothes to restrain me, a certain vital organ in my body, up to the millennial girl standing opposite, would definitely be fine.

Millennial didn't mean to laugh at me, she said, "You're blushing and shy. ”

At this time, I was so embarrassed that my toes could pick out a large flat floor with four bedrooms and two living rooms. But my inner demon was encouraging me to lock the locker room door.

At this time, I definitely can't go out to meet people, and the millennial girl has no intention of having a hearty battle for 300 rounds.

Millennial Sister is waiting, waiting for me to get back to normal and leave the suit shop as soon as possible.

The waiting time is boring, the millennial girl is a human being, she can't be motionless, and change her posture slightly from time to time so that she is not too tired to stand.

But in a confined space, in the face of a glamorous young model, how can the little devil be calmed. To pass the wait, Millennial asked, "Are you single?" ”

My inner demon was unhappy with my current reply: "I'm married." ”

It seemed that the millennial girl was a little lost, but I quickly added: "I have only been married for less than half a year, and I have only been in the cave room once." I also emphatically said, "Just this time, apart from that, I swear that I have never touched any more women, including the woman who broke my body." ”

I was astonished at my wording, which even my wife was ashamed to mention, and replaced it with the word woman.

"I see." Millennial Girl's eyes became tender.

It doesn't seem to be a topic anymore, quiet, extraordinarily quiet, but my heart is like fire, almost melting me.

I don't know how long it took, but my reaction showed no signs of subsiding, and in order to suppress the urge of the little demon in my heart, I deliberately put my hands behind my back, my hands clenched, and my nails dug deep into the flesh, maybe it hurt, but I didn't feel it.

Time went on, and not only did I not react, but I also had a nosebleed. There was a knock on the door outside the locker room, and it was clear that we had been inside for a long time. Millennial replied, "Just wait a little longer." ”

If I keep this state all the time, I'm afraid that the store will be closed, and I'll still be like this. I said, "Can you turn your back and not move?" ”

The millennial girl smiled lightly, did not answer, and turned her body. When she turned around, she handed me a tissue and said, "Wipe your nose." ”

With the cooperation of Millennial Girl, I finally defeated the little devil.

When I left the store, it was not too early, and the millennial sister took care of it: "After introducing you to the dead ghost, you will leave, and when my phone rings, you must come to relieve me as soon as possible." ”

I nodded.

The lights are on, and the streets are very busy.

It's because I'm too outdated, or I haven't seen the world, maybe it's because I'm too busy working in the city on weekdays.

Little did I know that there is a luxury Michelin-starred Western restaurant in the city.

Entering the store, Millennial and I chose a quieter place to sit down, after all, we were meeting with local officials and didn't like to be too high-profile. Actually, I originally wanted to enter the private room, which was more private, but because I was a first-time guest at a Michelin luxury Western restaurant, I didn't make a reservation, and the box was full today.

Without waiting too long, that is, nearly an hour later than the appointment, the official finally arrived.

That guy really doesn't look good, he's just a dead fat man.

After humbly taking a seat, I introduced the dead fat man: "This is the company's top young model, whose stage name is Millennium Girl." At present, the company is already planning her to enter the showbiz, the script has been chosen, the director and other full teams have been decided, and they are waiting to choose an auspicious day to start. ”

I wanted to say something, but it was obvious that the dead fat man thought I was in the way, waved his hand, and motioned for me to get out of the way as soon as possible.

I said with a sense of humor, "I wish you all a nice dinner." "I have to get out of the show.

When I was leaving the Michelin Hotel, I suddenly noticed a person I really didn't want to meet, and I wondered how he could have ended up here. I didn't dare to meet this person, so I bowed my head and hurried out of the Michelin-starred restaurant.

I don't have anything to do with eating, because I have an agreement with Millennial Sister in advance that I need to save the scene, so that she can get out of trouble, and I don't dare to leave too far.

The most annoying, I don't have any money, and I don't have a chance to eat anything.

Wandering the streets, I was looking for death, because I had knocked out the deputy warden. I'm definitely going back, but I don't want to be too ostentatious at this point. Be careful.

What I don't know: Someone is already eyeing me, and there is more than one.

Chapter 33: Facing a Rival in Love