Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang communicated with the canonization in Huaxia, and the clerk couldn't understand it. Seeing the canonization entered the fitting room, he didn't dare to stop him.

"Baby, I haven't seen you for a few minutes, do you miss me?"

After Fengsheng entered the dressing room and closed the door, he looked at Luo Yangyang who was standing on the wall with a smile in his eyes.

Luo Yangyang wore a long skirt with double shoulders on the floor. It was black. The important thing is that the neckline is not a low collar.

Although a slightly tight dress, her perfect figure was exposed.

But the top and bottom are not revealed, this dress satisfies the canonization.

"You think too much!" Luo Yangyang, with his hands behind him, retorted in an angry manner, turned his back to the canonization, and said, "I can't pull the zipper, you help me pull it."

Following Luo Yangyang's turning movement, her waist-length hair drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Feng Sheng saw her thin back, covered by long hair, not to mention the zipper of the dress, her hands were out of sight.

In the fitting room with little space, the canonization took a step forward.

Opening Luo Yangyang's long hair and fiddled with her, Fengsheng saw that her zipper was only half pulled.

Fengsheng gently pushed away Luo Yangyang's hand, took the zipper pull from her hand, and pulled it up.

"A little tight."

Feng Sheng pulls stuck without a bit, no wonder the little thing can't pull up by itself.

"Ah... slow down, my hair is stuck."

Luo Yangyang's scalp was numb, and he took a breath of pain, complaining slightly.

"Don't move, I will untie your hair."

Feng Shenglue bent down and took a closer look. The zipper couldn't be pulled up until the hair was stuck.

"Ah... lightly."

Luo Yangyang couldn't see the movement of the canonization behind her, his hair was pulled and his scalp hurt again, so he whispered softly.

"Don't call it so tempting, otherwise people outside think we're doing."

The canonization carefully pulled the strands of hair, with gentle movements, and a smirk was raised at the corner of his mouth.

"...They probably don't understand what we are talking about."

Luo Yangyang moved his eyebrows, and after a few seconds of silence, he explained for himself.

"It's easier to misunderstand people just because they don't understand."

The smile in Fengsheng's cold eyes grew stronger.

"..."

Luo Yangyang subconsciously tightened his lips, and decided not to open his mouth.

In fact, the situation outside the door is really as expected.

The two clerk standing outside the fitting room with the newly selected dresses in their hands looked at me and I looked at you looking at each other.

Luo Yangyang's breathless exclamations just now obviously brought their thoughts to an indescribable area.

"They wouldn't be in it, right?"

The female clerk with big red lips whispered in the ear of a colleague.

"Nine out of ten."

When the blonde saleswoman answered softly, there was contempt in her tone.

It's too shameful to be so messy in public.

"That girl looks so small, which is too bold."

The red-lip clerk looked at the closed fitting room and sighed in a low voice.

Because there is only a door panel that is not low in height, although no people can be seen inside or outside the fitting room, the sky is not sealed.

Therefore, with a very sensitive ear, he heard the whispering conversation of two shop assistants outside the door.

"Baby, they said you are so young, and they said you are bold and unrestrained." Fengsheng liberated Luo Yangyang's hair, and then closed the zipper, he followed the trend and embraced her, covering her full chest with his palm. "But you are obviously not young."