Sweet Wife, be Good!

I don't want to... let him be talked about and lose face.

In fact, there is nothing in my heart, and I vaguely want to see him, want to be with him.

When she put down the phone, she realized that she had been thinking about him all the time, just as if it was a return that he had saved her.

She convinced herself that she never forgets him, definitely not because she still loves him.

Absolutely not.

Soon, Shen Jingyu came to pick her up and brought her dress.

"Sister Li, can you help me change it." He Ning saw that the zipper on the back of the dress was very long, and knew that such a dress needed help.

Sister Li was about to agree, but she felt a beam of eyes staring at her with thorns.

She immediately said: "Ms. He, the soup I'm making is almost battered, I have no time to help you, I have to go to the kitchen to guard it.

After speaking, she quickly disappeared without being visible.

Shen Jingyu hooked her lips, as expected to be the person selected by the Jiu Uncle himself, and she was very on the road.

He said: "Let me help you."

He Ning grabbed his eyes: "Okay."

Going upstairs, she went to the locker room to change her clothes first, except that the zipper was too long for her to reach, everything else was fine.

She blushed and came out: "San Ye, trouble you."

Shen Jingyu got up and walked to her side.

This dress was specially selected by him, and the fluorescent white matched her skin color.

In fact, her skin is very fair, and she basically doesn't choose the color, but the fluorescent white makes her look more white and tender.

The fluffy skirt is very big, making her charming and elegant.

Shen Jingyu held her shoulders, and the line of the shoulders was just right. This was what he provided to the designer based on the size of his tentacles these nights.

It's quite appropriate, and his measurements are still accurate.

Shen Jingyu met He Ning's eyes in the mirror. For a moment, she kept her eyes on his face.

After being caught by Shen Jingyu, He Ning quickly grabbed his eyes.

Feeling his fingertips rubbing her skin, her skin shuddered, which was a familiar response to his touch.

"San Ye." He Ning restrained the panic in her voice.

Shen Jingyu was awakened, recovered from his greed, found the zipper, and closed it for her, the size was just right.

This skirt is designed with an open back, but it doesn't show much, but there are still mottled hickeys on the exposed skin.

It was he who stayed, and every night he said to be restrained.

But I couldn't help leaving something on her every night.

To her, it's like a demon.

His gaze was so hot that He Ning felt a little dangerous, and turned around and faced him: "Then let's go."

"There are also shoes." Shen Jingyu took out a pair of diamond-encrusted silver-white high-heeled shoes, which happened to match with the clothes.

He Ning subconsciously touched his lower abdomen: "When I jumped into the river last time, my foot was a bit sprained. The doctor told me not to wear high heels during this time."

His eyes deepened and his voice was a little nervous: "Does it still hurt? Why didn't you tell me?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. The doctor just said that it's safe to do so for fear of relapse." He Ning made an excuse.

"Okay, let's put on flat shoes." Shen Jingyu was a little upset, not even knowing her physical condition, and saying that everything was for her good.

Fortunately, He Ning always likes to wear flat heels. She can easily find a pair of matching flat heels in her shoe cabinet.

Set off all the way to the presidential palace.

He Ning was actually a little nervous.

She has never experienced such a big scene.

Places like the Presidential Palace are not for ordinary people to enter.