After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 116 Bite You To Death 5
The two faced off like that.

Jiang Chenxi didn't say a word, facing Wang Anlai's words, he didn't say yes or no.

Wang Anlai did not dare to act rashly.

What if you act rashly and anger this uncle?
Who dares to bet?
She wasn't Song Chujiu, where did she have such courage?
Song Chujiu was very happy to pose there.

The smile on that face also grew brighter.

She posed for the first pose - her body was bent into a shrimp shape, but the expression on her face was mysterious and indifferent, forming a strong contrast with the sexy outfit on her body, making her whole person look sexy and alluring.

The second pose—she was sitting on the chair with her slender legs resting on the back of the chair, and her slender legs could be seen from there.

The whole POSE exposed all the advantages of her figure.

Sexy, hot.

Eye-catching.

Jiang Chenxi's eyes were a little colder, and there was finally some other kind of emotion in those long, narrow and unwavering Danfeng eyes.

Her pose is getting bolder.

Bold as if to challenge the limits of human acceptance.

But unfortunately—these poses are extraordinarily good-looking when she poses them.

Sexy but not vulgar, charming but not coquettish, but with the allure and high-cold fairy air that refuses to be greeted a few times.

The skin on the slender legs is as white as jade, lined with black gauze, dazzlingly beautiful.

The fourth POSE—

Fifth POSE.

When she was in the eighth pose, the man over there suddenly moved. Just when she was about to spread her legs apart, the man over there walked towards the camera step by step with his long legs.

He picked up the camera with a blank expression, took out the memory card, broke it into two pieces and threw it into the trash can.

The movement is smooth and done in one go.

When Song Chujiu over there saw his movements, the movement of the swinging movements stopped.

She stared straight at him.

He walked up to her and looked at her with a very calm face.

But she still felt the surging anger in his eyes.

He pulled her wrist, tightly wrapped around her wrist, and dragged her inside.

His strength was terrifying, Song Chujiu couldn't break free no matter what.

Her whole body was dragged by him to the door of the fitting room.

He held her hands and leaned forward, imprisoning her against the wall next to the fitting room.

He was a head taller than her, and his cheek was very close to her. A pair of narrow, dark eyes stared at her firmly, suppressing his rolling desire in his eyes.

"Did you go in and change it yourself, or let me change it for you?"

His thin lips moved, and his words were calm, but they seemed to contain the bloody storm that was coming.

The majesty in Danfeng's eyes made people dare not refute.

He glanced at the clothes on her body, and said with a blank expression: "If you don't go in and change, I think this dress will be nothing but bones."

The expression on his face did not mean to be joking at all, his eyes were fixed on Song Chujiu.

He didn't know why he behaved like this.

It's like being unable to control and suppress your emotions and anger.

It seemed—every time I met her, it was like this.

(End of this chapter)