The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Why are you ignoring me?"

Pan Shu hooked a small piece of his clothes and heard a "squeak" sound.

Oh wow.

Clothes were torn.

Pan Shu preemptively said, "What shabby clothes you have, the quality is not good at all, they must be cheap goods."

"……Um."

It's just priceless golden silk.

Pan Shu could naturally tell that this was probably a precious commodity, but she was sure that Mo Dan didn't dare to have an attack, and he could only suffer the loss of being dumb.

The more frustrated he was, the happier Pan Shu was.

After all...dog men are born to be taught a lesson~

"Come on, I'll take you to make a new set of clothes."

Pan Shu held his hand very naturally, like a child.

Mo Dan subconsciously pushed her away, his expression cold and disgusted.

He hates being touched.

"What are you doing?" Pan Shu looked puzzled and lowered her eyes sadly, "Aren't we going to make clothes?"

we.

Mo Dan stared at her quietly, "Let's go."

He was used to living a pampered life, and all the things he used were rare and precious. Mo Dan disliked the inferior fabrics and rough workmanship in clothing stores.

He is tall and slender.

The average height of a man is about 1.7 meters.

Mo Dan is about 1.9 meters tall.

The clothing store didn't have his size.

well.

Mo Dan thought coldly.

"Just measure it."

Pan Shu took the soft ruler and pushed him into the tailoring room aside. Mo Dan was unprepared. When he came to his senses, the broken wooden door had been locked by Pan Shu from the inside.

"Take off your clothes," she said.

The tips of Mo Dan's ears were so red that they were about to bleed. He pursed his lips and said, "How can a woman like you...how can you act like this?"

It really is a nine-tailed fox.

Not shy at all, not reserved at all.

Pan Shu took off her curtain hat and blinked Wen Tun, "It's not like I told you to take off all your clothes. You didn't wear any underwear?"

Without a word he took off his coat.

Pan Shu pulled open the tape measure. She wanted to measure her waist, and Mo Dan knew it.

But this nine-tailed fox's arms are too short.

She clung to Mo Dan in an ambiguous hugging position, and her fluffy hair rubbed against his Adam's apple, whether it was unintentional or intentional.

The tailoring room is small and quiet.

Only the soft rustling sound of bodies could be heard.

There was also a very light intertwining sound of breathing.

Mo Dan raised his delicate and sharp jawline, and his Adam's apple slid up and down slightly.

"All right."

Pan Shu suddenly raised her head.

Soft red lips brushed against his Adam's apple.

Mo Dan snorted reluctantly.

"What's wrong with you?" This nine-tailed fox still wanted to ask him what was wrong despite knowing everything.

Mo Dan felt that he had never seen anyone more hateful than her.

But she really doesn't seem to understand.

Know nothing.

Her beautiful eyebrows were full of seriousness. She stood on tiptoes to measure his shoulder circumference. When Mo Dan lowered his head, he could see her long, thick and slightly trembling eyelashes like butterflies.

Measuring the bust.

He is a little ashamed.

Gritting my teeth, I just hope that time will pass faster.

But this dead nine-tailed fox is too lazy!

"hurry up."

"Oh." She responded calmly.

Mo Dan stared at her, as if he wanted to dig a hole in her.

But to no avail.

It's more powerless than a punch on cotton.

Forget it.

"Okay." Pan Shu put away the soft ruler and saw that his head was covered with cold sweat. She stood on tiptoes with a handkerchief and wiped it for him. "Why is there cold sweat on your face?"

Mo Dan took a step back in a hurry.

It seemed as if he had seen some savage beast.

But she didn't know anything.

The girl tilted her head and looked at him ignorantly.

Mo Dan couldn't tell for a moment whether she was pretending not to understand or whether she really didn't understand.

"You... you go out first."

Pan Shu curved her lower lip without any trace, "Oh."

After she went out, she closed the door, told the boss about Mo Dan's body circumference, then sat aside and slowly picked up the teacup and started to sip.

Gee tut.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs.

Buttocks are still up.

Pan Shu was very satisfied.

The owner of the clothing store was very agile and quickly cut the clothes. "Little girl, the clothes are ready. Send them to your husband quickly."

The clothing store is simple and crude, and the sound insulation effect is naturally not much better.

In the tailoring room, Mo Dan's fingertips tightened slightly.

What a husband.

He is not.

This shameless nine-tailed fox actually admitted it like that.

Mo Dan actually didn't know yet at this time.

He wasn't angry, just embarrassed.

Pan Shu stuffed his clothes through the gap.

Because Mo Dan refused to let Pan Shu in, he gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Bai, there are differences between men and women."

Pan Shu raised her eyebrows and almost laughed.

"Click."

After half a stick of incense, Mo Dan changed his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Wearing a dark green bamboo gown, he looked extremely gentle and gentle. On his long and white neck, the evil demeanor of his unparalleled and exquisitely handsome face was neutralized, making him appear somewhat harmless.

Pan Shu did not hesitate to praise her, "It's so beautiful, Su Tan."

Mo Dan didn't realize for a moment that this was talking about him.

A few seconds passed.

He pursed his lips, this nine-tailed fox was somewhat honest.

If Pan Shu knew that he had so many inner dramas, she would probably die laughing again!

Pan Shu paid calmly despite the strange look from the boss, and Mo Dan seemed to be very well-adjusted and didn't think there was anything shameful about this kind of behavior.

Just walked out of a clothing store.

He was caught off guard and met a pair of eyes that looked like they were made of cold jade.

Fu Ce held up the collar of Ban Shu's clothes with an expressionless expression, his jade-white fingertips turning slightly white, "Didn't I tell you not to run around?"

"You told me not to do evil." Pan Shu muttered in a low voice, "When did you tell me to stop running around?"

She is not afraid of him.

"Stinky Taoist priest, hurry up and tear the talisman off my face! It's so ugly!"

Fuce's cold and snowy appearance remained unmoved at all.

He glanced at Mo Dan slowly.

His identity is clear at a glance.

The smile on Mo Dan's lips faded slightly, and he spoke lazily, "What is this Taoist master doing with my wife?"

For a moment, everyone on the street focused their attention.

Fuce pursed his lips lightly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Mo Dan only looked at Pan Shu lightly, "Madam, do you think so?"

"Yes, stinking Taoist priest, you are too shameless..."

But her voice was very soft and soft.

Not a shred of deterrence.

Mo Dan licked the tips of his teeth with his soft and moist tongue, feeling a little uncomfortable for no reason.

This nine-tailed fox really bullies the weak and fears the strong.

I should have known better than to approach her as a poor scholar.

At least.

It should be a more powerful identity.

In that case, she would never dare to treat him with a contemptuous attitude again.

Mo Dan narrowed his narrow, charming eyes and said, "Let her go."