Taboo Game: The President's Night Pet

Chapter 45

In a studio

"Jing, it's fine to dress up according to the style Situ Laogui likes. You can watch and tidy up." Situ Hanyue stacked his legs, sat comfortably on his real hair, and pushed Cheng Anan in front of Lan Fengjing.

"Han Yue, are you sure you're not trying to make things difficult for me?" It's okay for him to take care of the princesses in the shop, but this one in front of him... er, he really isn't his type!

"Hmm..." Situ Han thought for a while, and pursed his pretty thin lips: "Do you still remember my grandma's outfit when you first entered Situ's house? My grandpa likes that."

"Are you sure?" Lan Fengjing raised his eyebrows even higher. Although it was 20 years ago, he was wearing a moon-white cheongsam and was wiping the stains on his face with a small pure white handkerchief. The situation is still vivid.The old lady... was the only one other than his dead parents who didn't think he was dirty.

Thinking of this, he curled his lips into a smile, and joked, "Han Yue, are you looking for a woman or the old man looking for a woman?"

"You have to understand it as him, and I have no problem."

"..."

Cheng Anan on the side was still expressionless, and moved her fingers across the row of fancy clothes in front of her from time to time. She didn't care what he was going to do, and now her mind was full of Situ Han's more open conditions - to accompany him to the cutscene, the company's One 'humiliating' hatred can be wiped out with one stroke.

Sigh, this dog-blood betel bucket is really enough to make people spurt blood. I don't know if those rich people will be as perverted as Situ Hanyue. It is said that birds of a feather flock together!

At the moment Situ Han Yue nodded, Cheng Anan was sent to the "reform room". Does the more abnormal need to be so grand?
But having said that, these clothes are really beautiful, but they are a bit too expensive. Just now she secretly looked at the tag price of the clothes. Damn, one piece is in the tens of thousands, which is worth half a year's salary. It really made her unable to find Bei, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

There is a saying that clothes serve people, how can people live for clothes, isn't that putting the cart before the horse?
But... It would be nice if there were more rounds of things like this. You can pay off 20 yuan with just the clothes, how great!

Half an hour later, with her hair in a low bun, revealing her beautiful neck, she walked out led by Lan Fengjing and several other young girls.

The whole person has a new look, the white embroidered soft leather boots are exquisite and elegant, and the candlelight white brocade cheongsam is exquisite and graceful, making her look like a person in a painting.

Situ Han stood up involuntarily, walked towards her as if being drawn by her, pinching her chin with his thumb and index finger, his eyes were deep, deep, very... unhealthy.

Cheng Anan felt that the gaze this time was even more uncomfortable than when she was wearing a white suspender and a miniskirt last time. She stood there with her stiff back, and her hands felt uncomfortable no matter how she put them. This damned man, what the hell? Why do you want to lean so close to her, why do you blow hot air on her face and neck to make her nervous, and... and why do you want to look at her like this,
He can't be like Lan Fengjing...

Uh, it seems that the pearl necklace around her neck was put on by Lan Fengjing for her, embarrassing.

"Han Yue, are you satisfied?" Lan Fengjing said triumphantly, as if he could transform Cheng An'an, who was dressed in an old-fashioned way, into a run-show in the national era, and he was still very beautiful and temperamental. What a thing Technical work.

"seem……"

"What does it seem?" Cheng An'an's eyes widened, shining brightly, Big Brother Niu, do you still imagine letting me wear a miniskirt for you to see last time?

"It seems to be bigger." Situ Hanyue yawned deliberately, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"No, it's only a little more than a 34b at most, and there is absolutely no c cup."

"You, you..." Cheng An'an's face turned red. Fortunately, she thought that Lan Fengjing was a good person just now. Hmph, sure enough, birds of a feather flock together.

"I mean, the pores on your face have become larger... What do you think I was looking at you like that just now, cut!"

"……"Oops.

(End of this chapter)