Discipline cute little sweet cat

Back to the present:

"Little cat, haven't you changed yet? Do you need my help?" Mo Jingfeng stood at the door of the fitting room and waited for a while, but Luo Xiaoyan still didn't make any movement, as if he was asleep. But he believed she didn't have the guts yet.

Sure enough, a small voice came from inside, "No, no need."

"Then hurry up, the birthday party is about to start." In fact, it doesn't matter if you are late for a while, Mo Jingfeng sat leisurely on the sofa beside him and drank wine, looking sideways at the sky outside the house, today's weather Very well, the clouds were moving in the sky, and pigeons would fly past the window from time to time. He remembered that Fu Bo, the housekeeper of the Mo family, liked to raise pigeons.

"Um, do I have to wear this one? Can't I change it?" Luo Xiaoyan's subtle voice came from the fitting room, which seemed to be restrained and shy.

"No, it has to be this one." Of course, Mo Jingfeng understood what she was worrying about. This dress was chosen by him, and it must be very suitable for the little cat. He walked over and knocked on the door of the fitting room, pretending to be With an impatient tone, "Come out, I know you are dressed, don't waste time."

If Mo Jingfeng was the gentle character she met at the beginning, Luo Xiaoyan would definitely resist to the death, but after staying here for a few days, she knew that the gentle Mo Jingfeng had been sealed, and now beside her was a She didn't have the guts to resist a domineering and willful devil, let alone she owed money in the first place.

"..." In fact, Luo Xiaoyan knew that she was asking in vain. She pulled the skirt of her chest, took a deep breath, gave herself enough courage, pushed open the door, and walked out slowly.

"Don't look!" Luo Xiaoyan, who was a little shy, kept his head down, suddenly felt that the other party seemed to be staring at a certain part of him, and couldn't help glaring around his chest.

Mo Jingfeng sneered, walked up indifferently, and said with a teasing smile: "Don't cover it up, there's nothing to expect."

"You!" Seeing the sneer at the corner of his mouth, Luo Xiaoyan became even angrier, curled her head arrogantly, she didn't know what to do if she liked it, hmph.

Just when Mo Jingfeng was about to answer, a mature and majestic voice came from the radio downstairs, "Welcome everyone to come to my child's birthday..."

"Ah, it seems that it has already started, hurry up and get down." Luo Xiaoyan thought that there would be problems if he was late, so he quickly persuaded him.

Mo Jingfeng stepped forward, coiled her long hair with a hair band, and finally inserted a delicate hairpin to fix it, leaving only a few strands of hair around the ears, which added a bit of charm.Mo Jingfeng was obviously very satisfied with his masterpiece, he smiled and took her hand and put it in his arms, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go down."