"Don't push too far!" Xie Xing'an said anxiously, "You, just come in by yourself..."

Fu Tinghan paused slightly when he pushed the door, so he withdrew his strength, opened the door a little more, and squeezed in sideways.

The moment Fu Tinghan saw the situation in the fitting room, he was stunned.

At this time, Xie Xing'an was half leaning against the wall, wearing a white shirt on his upper body, the clothes seemed a bit too big, not very close fitting, and the hem even hung down to his thighs.

But it was also because of this that it added a bit of color & gas that was not seen in the past.

The suit pants were pulled up to the waist, but the zipper was hanging halfway. At a glance, it was impossible to tell if it was not mentioned properly, or if someone...

The dark blue cloth and the snow-colored shirt overlapped, and there was a piece of suet white jade with a light pink in it.

Fu Tinghan's throat rolled heavily, and he felt that his breathing seemed a little difficult.

Just when he couldn't resist and wanted to turn around and run away, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Fu Tinghan turned around.

The corners of Xie Xingan's peach blossom eyes were stained with eye-catching red, and tears filled the eyes, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

"Brother Han, help, help me..."

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