Chapter 113 (1/2)

”What's the matter?” Joan ran looked awkwardly at her dress and looked at him awkwardly.

”Isn't it strange? I said I'm not suitable for this, or I'd better change... ”

”That's it.”

What else does Joan ran want to say? The man has swiped his card to pay the bill and won't give her a chance to continue talking.

A series of actions took place at one go. She looked down at her dress and finally compromised. With the smiling eyes of the store manager and the staff, she left with Fu Siming.

”Why don't you let me change my clothes before I leave...”

Qiao Anran sat in the car and complained, ”even if you want to wear it, you should wear it tomorrow. What does it look like now...”

Fu Siming chuckled and said, ”let you adapt in advance.”

”No need...”

”If you don't like it, I won't stop you in the car.” The man looked at her with a smile, and his eyes were a little proud.

Her inner stomach Fei said: Fu Siming, a black guy, is really too much!

No way, she can only wear a dress, and I don't know if this guy is intentional. Knowing that she doesn't adapt, she took her to buy shoes

Fortunately, the shop assistants are not surprised by these, and their professional quality is also high. They don't talk about customers at will.

Rao is like this. She still feels that she has no face to see people... She casually chose a pair of gorgeous crystal high heels and hurried out of the store.

When she got home, she could finally take off her luxurious dress. Just after she changed her clothes, the man walked behind her and put her in his arms.

Qiao ran ran away angrily and asked him, ”are you intentional today?”

”So what?”

Fu Siming looked at her with a look of ”what can you do with me”.

”You really...”

Joan Ran is so angry that she can't speak. Does it make him happy to tease her?

But... The little woman smiled proudly when she saw her coming out in her dress in the store.

She slowly approached him with a bad smile. ”I tried out my dress today. You look very strange.”

Fu Siming was silent, but she was even more proud and dared to laugh.

”Do you think your wife looks too good on me, huh?”

She learned the man's tricks of making her blush in the face to ”deal with” him.

But unexpectedly, he didn't respond at all. He just said faintly, ”so what?”

”Why don't you follow the routine?”

Qiao Anran looked at him in silence. ”Shouldn't you say 'no' at this time?”

Fu Siming's eyes narrowed slightly. The next second he pushed the woman directly onto the bed, bullied her down and pressed her down.

”You...” the woman's heart suddenly tightened. She obviously wanted to tease him, but in the end, the whole plot was completely reversed.

Fu Siming, with a sense of banter in his eyes, looked at the people who were overwhelmed under him and said with a smile, ”your wife doesn't look the best in a dress.”

”Then... When was that?”

”Guess.”

Fu Siming's eyebrows were slightly raised, his deep eyes were flattering and smiling, and Qiao Anran only felt ripples in his heart layer by layer.

He gently kissed the corner of her lips, inadvertently pursed his lips, and looked at her with a satisfied look.

For a moment, Joan ran seemed to understand what he said about ”the best time”. She swore that she didn't think much!

”You!” She beat two fists on his chest in shame. The man held her fist and held it in her heart. The smile in her eyes was even worse.

”Don't laugh, you...”

”I didn't laugh.” Fu Siming looked at her solemnly, but his behavior was uneasy.