Where is the cute wife

Meng Peiyuan snorted coldly. His face looked a little better.

Bai Tong Xi lowered his head and opened the bag. After seeing the black dress inside, he was surprised and said, "what is this?"

Of course, she would not be so narcissistic that she thought Meng Peiyuan would make a special trip to help her pick out her skirt.

Meng Peiyuan looked at her and said, "dress."

"For me?" Bai Tongxi's bright eyes twinkled, some of which were sparkled by jewels inlaid on her skirt, but most of them were moved by Meng Peiyuan.

Meng Peiyuan's next sentence interrupted her daydream: "it's because you don't fit in plain clothes that you give it to you."

The sweet smile on Bai Tongxi's face withered. She thought that the dress was a surprise that Meng Peiyuan concealed from her, and that he had chosen it for her.

As a result, it turned out to be the second-hand goods left over by Yu Su.

In a fury, Bai Tongxi stuffed the dress back into the bag and said with backbone: "I don't want it."

Meng Peiyuan sat on the sofa with his legs folded. His right fingertips gently tapped on his kneecap. He was not very happy and asked, "how can you look down on your eyes?"

He seldom please women, Bai Tongxi refused to let him some can not accept.

The white boy cherished the skin and laughed at the flesh, but he did not smile: "I have no luck to wear such a beautiful dress, OK?"

Meng Peiyuan made a firm decision: "I gave it to you, you must wear it."

Bai Tongxi would rather die than give in: "the hand grows on my own body, take off and put on by my own decision."

"Is it?" Meng Peiyuan chuckled. It's really a lack of discipline for such a wry woman.

He "Huo" from the sofa to stand up, a few steps to Bai Tongxi in front of, raised his hand accurately clasped her wrist, dragged her into the bedroom: "since you don't want to, then I have to help you change."

Bai Tongxi, like a kite, is pulled by the tall and strong Meng Peiyuan. She slaps his steel arm: "you let me go Let go

Meng Peiyuan turned a deaf ear and dragged her to the door of the master bedroom with one hand. The other hand quickly twisted the door handle.

Closely followed, his arm in the mid air to draw an arc, at the same time, Bai Tongxi along the inertia fell on the big bed behind her.

Her beautiful black hair naturally scattered on the white sheet, there is a thrilling beauty.

Bai Tong Xi, with a pale face, was glad that the place where he fell down was the bed rather than the floor, otherwise he would have to fall into a concussion.

Staring at her from a commanding position, Meng Peiyuan drew out the gorgeous dress from the bag, leaned over and approached her, half threatening and half seducing, saying, "for the last time, do you wear it yourself or I will help you."

Bai Tong Xi stares at him angrily, and his heart is filled with grievances. Why does she have to wear a dress she doesn't want?

Meng Peiyuan had to insult her to feel happy!

He sniffed at her neck socket with malice. Meng Peiyuan tortured her fragile nerves with words: "Mrs. Meng, in fact, you want me to help you to serve you through the whole process. Now you look at me like this, are you trying to catch me?"

Bai Tongxi's little face was red with anger: "I'm not as shameless as you are!"

After speaking, she grabbed the cold and smooth skirt in his hand and said, "I can change it by myself. You go out quickly."

Meng Peiyuan is not as good as before. He sits on the edge of the bed with his hands around his chest, waiting for her to take off her clothes.

"Mr. Meng, can't you change your seat?"

Meng Peiyuan smile, motionless: "I don't worry, just want to look at you here."

Bai Tong Xi said: "I've acted in accordance with your orders. What else can you rest assured of?"

"Mrs. Meng seems to be a little too sentimental. I'm not worried about you, but this dress. Let me guess. If I go out now, will you just take a pair of scissors and cut it into a pile of rags?"

To Meng Peiyuan's smiling eyes, Bai Tong cherishes his heart and makes mistakes.

He really knows her mind like the palm of his hand. Forget it, bear the wind and calm for a while, first wear it to him, and then tell him that the dress does not fit, and let him take it back to Yu Su bu?

Bai Tongxi turned his back as he thought about it. In the process of taking off his coat, Meng Peiyuan, who was sitting behind her, breathed heavily and watched her change clothes with his own eyes. What tormented him was not her, but him!

But Bai Tongxi, just like ants on the hot pot, just wants to deal with things quickly.

After taking off her coat, she immediately put the dress on top of her head, and then got up to let the corners of her skirt fall naturally.

Meng Peiyuan pondered over her slightly bloated lower body and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Meng, your jeans are still on."

"I know! Can't you put on your skirt and take off your pants? " Bai Tong Xi didn't like to say, she is not so stupid, will let him see light body in vain!

Meng Peiyuan thought to himself, this little idiot, the dew point of this skirt is not in the legs at all, OK?

She has a beautiful back and slender waist, which he can see at all.——

"Oh When Bai Tongxi put his hand behind his back, he found that the zipper was designed in a rather tricky position. If he was not careful, the zipper head would be rolled into the fabric.

Yu Guang glimpses the teasing on Meng Peiyuan's face. Bai Tong's anxious thin eyebrows frown tightly. The more he doesn't want to be seen by him, the tighter the zipper head is.

After a long period of paralysis in the same movement, Bai Tong pitifully lowered his sour arm and looked at Meng Peiyuan in dismay

He looked back at her with a clear smile: "Mrs. Meng, can I help you?"

Black belly man, deliberately playing rogue with such a hard skirt!

Bai Tong cherishes the bottom of his heart like a mirror, but he knows what his intention is. He has to pull the zipper up?

She put down her depression and gave a reluctant "um" voice.

On hearing this, Meng Peiyuan's smile swept through his eyes. He stretched out his long arm and held her waist in his direction.

Low "ah..." She fell into Meng Peiyuan's strong chest.

He put his jaw against her head, his eyes fell on her back, and his palms covered up. Instead of the owner's eyeball, he ate tofu in a proper manner.

"Would you please hurry up?" Bai Tong Xi's shyness urged him to move too slowly. She couldn't feel that he was helping her pull the zipper.

"Quick?" Eyebrows raised, Meng Peiyuan deliberately misinterpreted her meaning: "a man is too fast, it is a disease, must be treated."

Bai Tong Xi's face burned up. She twisted her body and tried to get rid of his big and falling palm: "I don't want your help. You are playing with me!"

Listen to her accusation like sugar, and then look at her cheek as red as rouge. How can Meng Peiyuan, who is not drunk, resist it?