Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Nan Xiang came out after washing up, still wearing the white shirt.

The shirt is a bit wide and slightly tucked in, perfectly outlining the woman's waistline, making her figure slim and exquisite.

A face with superior facial features and high-end appearance, which complements the nobility, beauty and purity of elegance.

From the first time they met, Shen Juanchen knew that his girlfriend was beautiful and a wealthy flower in the world.

And he needs to be pampered.

But wearing his shirt, he couldn't help but feel his breath hitch, feeling a very secret pleasure in his heart.

Naturally, Nan Xiang saw Shen Juanchen's reaction. The corners of his lips curved up, and he symbolically circled in front of him a few times:

"What? I just realized that my girlfriend is beautiful?"

"No, my Anan has always been beautiful. I was already immersed in Anan's beauty when we first met."

Nan Xiang untied the red rope and put it on the bed, sat on Shen Juanchen's lap and asked:

"Is it just beauty?"

Shen Juanchen reacted very quickly and rested his head on Nan Xiang's shoulder:

"Not only is she beautiful, I like everything about Anan. I like everything about her."

Nan Xiang felt a gentle kiss on his hair, and his ears were filled with the man's hot breath, tingling.

She originally thought that the man could not help but kiss her lips and have a passionate French kiss.

Unexpectedly, she got distracted for a moment.

Maybe it's because of what she said.

Shen Juanchen seemed to have guessed what Nan Xiang was thinking, and one sentence confirmed her guess:

"I'll satisfy my baby later after I finish brushing my teeth."

With that said, Shen Juanchen got up and walked to the bathroom.

Nan Xiang looked at him with wide eyes, and then gradually turned into an awkward and gentle smile.

This dog man! Who cares.

Shen Juanchen washed up quickly, and his whole body returned to that lazy and carefree feeling.

Wearing another white shirt, fresh and clean, it matches well with Nan Xiang, who is also wearing a white shirt.

No matter how formal it is, you have to take a photo to get the certificate.

As soon as he saw Nan Xiang, he turned into a big bad wolf, and the two kissed each other inseparably.

It was the thought of French kiss that Nan Xiang had just had.

If Nan Xiang's stomach hadn't growled, the kiss could have continued.

Shen Juanchen chuckled and handed the two big bags that the staff had casually sent to Nan Xiang.

Nan Xiang opened it and saw that it was full of skirts, with Chinese elements and Chinese style. They were very beautiful.

"Did you buy this?"

"Well, I asked my fourth cousin to send it to Qiyun Qiaoju, and then someone else would send it here."

Shen Juanchen glanced at the bag lightly and saw that Nan Xiang was very satisfied, and his evaluation of his fourth cousin, his toolman, improved a little.

It was not in vain that he asked Shen Tingxuan to start preparations a few days ago, nor was it in vain that he called Shen Tingxuan last night.

"These are Yunshui Pavilion's clothes."

Shen Juanchen nodded: "Yes."

Shen Tingxuan is still somewhat useful, and his identity as a costume designer is okay.

If Shen Juanchen's complaints about his fourth cousin were heard by himself, Shen Tingxuan, he would be scolded.

A phone call disturbed the top Chinese fashion designer Shen Tingxuan, who insisted on taking an early rest to maintain his health, and only his wife and Shen Juanchen were disturbed.

But maybe in the future.

Based on the information he learned from his last visit to the Yunshuige branch in Yunqiao Village, Nanxiang naturally guessed:

"So your fourth cousin is the boss of Yunshui Pavilion?"

Shen Juanchen: "Yes."

He touched Nan Xiang's loose hair and said warmly: "

It's getting late, I'm going to make breakfast. Anan, after you change your clothes, you can eat some snacks to cushion your stomach. "

Nan Xiang: "Yeah."

Soon, Shen Juanchen cooked two bowls of egg noodles.

When he brought out the noodles, he happened to see the woman sitting at the dining table.

The woman's upper body is a white v-neck chiffon shirt, which combines French retro and national style elements. The hand-made national style embroidery next to the buttons is elegant and beautiful. The lower body is wearing an improved new Chinese style melting moon four-breaking three-pleat skirt with a high waist design. , which perfectly combines French retro style with Chinese elegance.

When worn on a woman, I don't know whether the person relies on the clothes or the clothes flatter the person.

Shen Juanchen praised sincerely: "I know Anan looks beautiful in it."

Nan Xiang asked childishly: "Does this skirt look better or do I look better?"

Shen Juanchen looked at Nan Xiang sincerely and said his inner thoughts:

"There is no comparison. In my opinion, Anan is the most beautiful. Clothes only have the meaning of beauty when they are worn on people."

Nan Xiang nodded: "Oh."

The two ate noodles.

Seeing that Nan Xiang was just eating noodles and not paying attention to himself, Shen Juanchen also used the same method to attract Nan Xiang's attention:

"Anan."

"Ok?"

"Is this egg noodles delicious or am I better?" Although it is similar to Nan Xiang's question, it is quite childish.

But the man's question was even more outrageous and shameless.

Nan Xiang: "Huh?"

Who asked you to draw inferences and analogies like this?

Nan Xiang, who is well versed in "the art of coaxing a husband", smiled and immediately replied:

"Achen, what's wrong with you and egg noodles? You made this noodle. Naturally, you taste the best."

Although Nan Xiang knew that this answer was a trap for her, what kind of storm had she not seen before?

Naturally, we rise to the challenge.

"Okay, since Anan said so, we need to practice more. The universal evidence will be more convincing."

Nan Xiang smiled as he looked at someone who was serious about making his own little calculation.

He didn't say anything and continued to work on the noodles.

"If Anan doesn't object, that means he acquiesces."

Nan Xiang stretched his legs forward from under the table and kicked someone to signal him to calm down.

Shen Juanchen smiled, and he really didn't tease anyone anymore.

In short, the goal has been achieved, right?

Shen Juanchen was very shy. Although because of the small gift of clothes, everyone in Qiyun Qiaoju knew that the boss had a girlfriend, and the boss even lived with his girlfriend.

Everyone was thinking endlessly. They knew everything they should know and what they shouldn't know. They also imagined various 18-ban restricted scenes.

In short, the two of them held hands and admired the flowers together, then had lunch together, and then went out to Qiyun Qiaoju to wander around Yunqiao Village together, which provided a lot of material for those who knew the "truth".

The two walked hand in hand on the bluestone road.

Shen Juechen would greet some villagers he met on the road. These villagers were surprised to hear Shen Juechen's greetings. When they saw their interlocked hands and Shen Juechen's solemn introduction, they instantly understood.

They all had the same aunty smile on their faces.

Nan Xiang felt like his face was frozen with laughter.

She stretched out her hand and pinched Shen Juanchen's arm, and smiled through gritted teeth, her face full of tenderness:

"Dog man, you did it on purpose!"

Shen Juanchen shrugged, with an innocent look on his face:

"I just want people in my hometown to get to know my girlfriend and my future wife."

Nan Xiang: Okay. He was right.

"okay, I get it."

Nan Xiang let go of Shen Juachen's hand and walked into Yunshui Pavilion.

Shen Juanchen naturally knew that Nan Xiang would react like this.

He was just too happy and wanted to assert his sovereignty. He should think more about his baby.

Shen Juanchen quickly followed up: "Anan, I will take your feelings into consideration when I declare my sovereignty in the future.

As my girlfriend, Shen Juanchen, you don't need to cater to others. You have every right to be happy, angry, etc. What I love is you, no matter which side it is, just be yourself. "

"Clap clap clap!"

There was a burst of applause from Yunshui Pavilion.

"Hey, you came all the way here to show your sincerity! Sure enough, when the iron tree blooms, it gives people a different feeling."