Chapter 1211 (1/2)

The fitting room was not big enough for one person to turn around and stand for two people, which made her a little crowded. She stepped back, her back reached the door behind her, and a thump came from the back of her head.

Even if she grinned in pain, Fu Zhongting saw it and immediately pulled her to her front, reached out and rubbed her back head spoon, frowned and said, ”how can I do it?”

But Zhong Jiaqi even said it was ok, and her eyes lingered on Fu Zhongting's body.

She knew that this dress must be very suitable for Fu Zhongting. After he put it on, he was really a teenager.

”Wow, it's beautiful. Why don't you come out?”

Fu Zhongting's face turned red, but there seemed to be several twisting.

Zhong Jiaqi, like seeing through his heart, couldn't help giggling and saying, ”isn't it amazing that I'm not used to it?”

Fu Zhongting then stretched out his hand and played it on Zhong Jiaqi's forehead. Zhong Jiaqi was in pain and looked at him plaintively: ”why do you play me?”

”I said it didn't suit me. I'll change it.”

”Why do you change it. Who said it's not suitable? I think it's very good. It's very suitable. ” Zhong Jiaqi immediately comes forward and holds his hands to prevent him from moving.

Because the place is cramped, Zhong Jiaqi is such a good walker. Fu Zhongting's back is on the board behind him, and Zhong Jiaqi presses his hands to make people stick to him.

Fu Zhongting immediately breathed a little fast, and looked at the girl in front of him with deep eyes.

Zhong Jiaqi insisted, ”I think it's very good. I can't change it. Do you hear me?”

”No, but you have to give me a request.” Fu Zhongting said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Zhong Jiaqi looked up at him and immediately felt that she had been sucked into a black vortex, unable to extricate herself. She instinctively asked, ”what's the requirement?”

Zhong Jiaqi didn't wait for Fu Zhongting's answer, because her body was suddenly elevated, and his head was pressed down

God, this is the dressing room. Zhong Jiaqi didn't expect Fu Zhongting to have such a difficult time controlling Meng Lang's feelings. He was shy and didn't know what to do.

But she thought it was so wonderful that she was reluctant to stop I can't care what the shopping guides outside think. When they think of the coming differences, she just wants to seize every minute and second.

When coming out of the dressing room, Zhong Jiaqi's face can't be red any more.

The ambiguous eyes of the shopping guide outside made her embarrassed and unable to raise her head. However, Fu Zhongting did not change the suit at last, and paid for it together with the other sets, so they left the shop quickly.

Zhong Jiaqi has been walking in front of her. Fu Zhongting asked her: ”is there money on the ground? Oh, be careful -- ”

but as soon as his voice fell, Zhong Jiaqi hit his head on the pillar in front of him.

Fu Zhongting hurriedly stepped forward, put the bag on the ground, pulled her hand and asked, ”how about it? Is it tight?”

Pain, is the only feeling of Zhong Jiaqi at the moment, and also the grin of pain.

Fu Zhongting raised her head and saw that it was red and swollen, angry and funny: ”I told you to walk slowly.”