Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Recently, looking at Chen Yangxu who just came out of school, she felt as if she was several years old. It's been through too many things. Let her whole person take some traces of years.

"Go and try." banquet Secretary night looked at josin in front of him.

The shopping guide picked up the dress. "Miss Qiao is naturally beautiful and fits everything very well. This dress must look very good on her!"

Josin nodded and followed the shopping guide to the fitting room.

"Is there anyone?" joshing shouted out.

The shopping guide immediately went outside the fitting room and asked the people inside, "what's the matter? Is there anything inappropriate for Miss Qiao?"

"Does this dress have a belt?" josing looked at his clothes.

There should be something missing. This dress is very inappropriate to wear on the body. The zipper on the top has been pulled up, but the waist below is particularly wide. It's like it's about to fall.

After she said this, the shopping guide remembered that there was indeed a belt.

"Wait a minute. I'll find it for you right away."

The shopping guide left in a hurry. To the back storage room.

Banquet Secretary Ye listened to the sound and went outside the fitting room to listen to the subtle gnashing of teeth from inside. Turn off the phone.

"What's the matter?" the cold voice of the banquet secretary came to josin's ears through the door of the fitting room. Her ears were red.

"Is the shopping guide still outside now?" josin reached for the zipper in the back. She zipped herself up just now, but now she can't reach it.

Banquet Secretary Ye looked around: "it seems that I went to get something for you just now. What's the matter? I'll come if there's anything."

Josin blushed. "Come in. Help me handle the zipper. I can't reach it..."

Her voice is getting smaller and smaller. Although they are husband and wife, they have never been in public

Banquet Secretary night went in. The space of the whole fitting room is very narrow. Only one person is allowed inside. Suddenly another person came in, and the space in the fitting room was smaller.

The whole space is full of an ambiguous flavor.

Banquet Secretary night clings to the back wall. Looking at josin's smooth back like egg white, his heart itched.

"The design of this dress is a little inappropriate. Please help me pull down the zipper..." josin's hand has been stretched back, but there is a gap between it and the zipper.

There was some embarrassment when I couldn't reach the zipper.

"OK." the voice of banquet Secretary ye took on some husky, stained with a touch of lust.

Something's wrong! Very wrong!

As soon as Qiao Xin looked back, he immediately threw himself into the arms of Yan Siye and was hugged by him. The small space in the fitting room was full of ambiguous atmosphere.

The banquet Secretary knocked Qiao Xinbi on the wall at night, imprisoned her in a small world in his arms, lowered his head and bit his ears.

"You're sweet." banquet Secretary night blew in her ear.

Josin was the most ticklish. He felt his breath and wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to escape.

"Don't move, this is the fitting room." josin pushed his two tender white hands. "Don't move -"

Banquet Secretary Ye bowed his head, held her chattering cherry mouth, and plundered the air in her mouth.

Josin felt that he was going to suffocate. The banquet Secretary released her and held her in his arms. Reached out and pulled her zipper down with a Shua.