lure her into deep

Chapter 29 A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost

Cen Jia wanted to say that she designed it, but her words changed again: "Well, I bought it new. What do you think? Does it look good?"

Although dog men are dogs, their aesthetic taste has always been online.

Zhou Heng looked a little more serious when he heard her asking.He didn't say it looked good, nor did he say it didn't look good. He looked at it carefully for several minutes and asked, "Which brand is it? Is it a new model?"

Cen Jia was inexplicably nervous by his attitude: "It's not a big brand, it's a niche customization."

"Oh." Zhou Heng touched his chin and thought for a few more seconds, "It's... okay. Just letting me stare at a headless model like this can't make me feel good no matter how beautiful the clothes are. How about you wear them? Can you show me your body?"

Cen Jia glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that the dog man's words had some profound meaning.

But this is just an ordinary dress.It's not some immodest clothes. Is there anything worth thinking about?I just want to find a reason to torment her.

"If you don't want to wear it, forget it. It's too late anyway. It's so troublesome." Seeing that she was still there, Zhou Heng pulled off his tie and went to take a shower, "I think the hem of your clothes is, ugh... "

"Put it on, put it on!" Cen Jia called to him repeatedly, walked over to take off the dress from the model, and turned to go to the bedroom.But he grabbed his arm.

Men have slightly stronger hands.Unprepared, she staggered and almost fell into his arms.My arms also hurt from being pinched.

Cen Jia turned around and glared, only to be met with a pair of deep eyes.

He looked at her with a smile on his lips, the light in his eyes was scorching, and he made no secret of it: "Just change here. Go to some bedroom, it's really troublesome."

You know the dog man has no good intentions!It turned out to be waiting for her here.

Cen Jia stared at him, but her cheeks heated up uncontrollably under the other person's gaze.

Zhou Heng watched as a blush gradually appeared on her fair face, and then spread inch by inch behind her ears. His smile became a little more presumptuous: "It's not like you've never changed clothes in front of me. What's there to be ashamed of?"

"Who is so shy!" She was angry!
She told him serious business, but his head was full of useless junk!

"Okay, okay, you're not shy." Zhou Heng sighed, with an expression that said, "There's really nothing I can do about you." "If you don't want to change, just change it." Then he let go of her and pulled off the loosened tie. While swinging it, he walked towards the door, "Oh... this hem... I think the problem is right at the hem."

"I'll change!" Cen Jia gritted her teeth and called to him.After speaking, he walked to the sofa in two steps, threw the dress up angrily, and began to unbutton his pajamas.

Zhou Heng had already reached the door.He grinned silently, raised his hand and closed the door tightly with a "bang" sound.Turn around and enjoy the show.

The zipper of the dress is at the back and is a bit long.

Cen Jia twisted her arms and couldn't continue halfway through.

Zhou Heng saw this and walked over to help zipper up.Then he grabbed her slender waist.

A woman's waist is soft, but the muscles are tight and flexible.He can completely control it by clasping his hands.

Zhou Heng couldn't control his thoughts, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse: "Why have you lost weight again?"

"Maybe it's not well absorbed in winter." Cen Jia replied casually.

"I haven't seen you gain weight again in the summer." His eyes fell on her slender, snow-white neck.

Cen Jia was lowering her head to straighten the folds of her chest, and didn't notice the change in the man behind her at all until he pressed against her back.

Her slender body stiffened, and she couldn't help but scold the dog man in her heart for not being serious.

Zhou Heng hugged her, feeling hot in his heart.As the New Year approaches, both of them are busy.It's been a long time since I've enjoyed this kind of tenderness.

Cen Jia pushed him with her backhand and patted his dress, not daring to move too much.

"Don't make trouble." He lowered his head and kissed her shoulder gently.

Cen Jia had been in a state of uneasiness due to lack of inspiration.I wanted to listen to his opinion seriously, but was teased by him, and I felt a little resistant.But the man's kiss was too gentle, causing her to tremble slightly uncontrollably.This feeling made her even more annoyed.Cen Jia held his fingers and stretched them out: "Let go, I'm not in the mood today!"

"Ha..." Zhou Heng chuckled, then moved his hands away from her waist.But the next second, he held her shoulders, turned her around, and hugged her directly.

"You... um..."

The sudden kiss sealed the lips, passionate and urgent.There was no room left for her to refuse or resist.

This confrontation was fierce.

When Ming Jin withdrew his troops, Cen Jia didn't even have the strength to get angry.

When the man was satisfied, he naturally cared about her troubles.

"Did you design this dress?" In fact, he had guessed it just now.

Cen Jia turned around and ignored him.

Zhou Heng smiled, turned around and picked up the dress that he had peeled off the ground, shook it off and took a look... The thread was torn at the shoulders, and a large piece of yarn on the skirt was torn off.

He paused and threw it back to the ground.He said to the person sitting on the sofa: "I didn't mean to tear it, the main reason is that the fabric is too weak."

"Get out of here!" Cen Jia was really angry.But due to excessive fatigue, her weak tone seemed to be coquettish.

Zhou Heng not only didn't get out, but also walked to sit next to her: "Take you to meet Modi next month? I happen to be going to Europe on a business trip, and I can also take a stroll."

Hearing the word "Modi", Cen Jia's anger instantly turned to surprise.She finally turned her head and glanced at him with her peripheral vision: "The Modi you are talking about is Modi, the chief designer of the LA brand?"

Zhou Heng nodded: "Yes."

Cen Jia was dubious: "How do you know him?" Although the business of Zhou Heng's company is quite extensive, it seems to have nothing to do with fashion.Moreover, people who engage in design have some weird arrogance, especially Modi’s weird temper.

Zhou Heng observed her face and knew that the dress issue was almost over.He was thinking how coaxing he was, and explained to her: "I also met him at a cocktail party. Modi is an avid user of a certain game I developed, so all I need to get him is an out-of-print outfit. . Unexpected, right?"

Cen Jia's moist eyes were full of astonishment.

I really didn't expect it.Mainly, Modi is over 70 years old this year.

She imagined the white-haired old man wearing a pair of reading glasses, sitting in front of the computer and indulging in online games.I couldn't help but shudder.

"So do you want to accompany me on a business trip next month?" Zhou Heng put his arm around her shoulders.

Cen Jia was very moved.Modi is the leading figure in the international fashion industry. Compared with Professor Lin... it is like a junior high school student meeting an old professor.But in the end she could only shake her head regretfully: "No, my dad is going to have a minor surgery next month. I have to accompany him."

And she wasn't worried either.What if she is not in the country, and the real culprit behind the car accident starts to cause other accidents?

Zhou Heng didn't force it at all: "Let's do this. You repair the dress and record a video, and then send me a design drawing. I will send it to Modi's email for you. Let him help you take a look."

Cen Jia nodded: "I'll do it tomorrow." After saying that, she looked at him with contempt.A dog man, he really needs to eat and drink enough before he can really help her solve the problem, and he won't suffer at all!Then she suddenly remembered something, "Why did you just say there was something wrong with the hem? Did you think something was wrong?"

Zhou Heng didn't expect that she would still be entangled in this matter.He didn't know there was anything wrong with the hem, he was just talking nonsense.He felt that the biggest problem with this dress was that when Cen Jia wore it alone, it showed too much fabric to him, but when it was worn out to show others, it had too little fabric, with such a large piece of shoulder exposed.

But he couldn't tell the truth, so he sighed seriously: "It's just a feeling, an aesthetic feeling." After speaking, he preemptively struck and said, "Cen Jia, I will help you find a way to solve the problem, do you have to answer it for me too? Confuse."

"What doubts?" She didn't know why.

Zhou Heng's thick eyebrows were raised slightly, and he smiled a little dangerously: "I heard that you gave me a lot of nicknames, petty, bitch. And you wish me kidney deficiency every day... Should you give me an explanation? Huh?"

(End of this chapter)