Chapter 121

Meng Peiyuan snorted coldly and looked a little better.

Bai Tongxi lowered his head and opened the bag. After seeing the black dress inside, he was surprised and said: what is this?

Of course, she would not be so narcissistic that she thought Meng Peiyuan would go all the way to help her choose her skirt.

Meng Peiyuan looked at her, light way: dress.

For me? The bright light in Bai Tongxi's eyes twinkled, some were inlaid with jewels on the skirt, but more were moved by Meng Peiyuan.

Meng Peiyuan's next sentence interrupted her daydream: it was Yu Su who gave it to you because she didn't fit.

The sweet smile on Bai Tongxi's face withered. She thought that this dress was a surprise Meng Peiyuan had hidden from her. It was specially chosen for her.

As a result, it is the second-hand goods left by Yu Su.

In a rage, Bai Tongxi shoved the dress back into the bag and said with backbone: I don't want it.

Meng Peiyuan sat on the sofa with his legs folded. He tapped his kneecap with the fingertips of his right hand. He was not very happy and asked: why, do you look down on me?

He seldom flatters women, but Bai Tongxi's refusal makes him a little hard to accept.

Bai Tong cherishes the skin, smiles but does not smile: I am not lucky enough to wear such a beautiful dress, OK?

Meng Peiyuan: I give it to you, you must wear it.

Bai Tongxi would rather die than surrender: my hands are on me, and I am in charge of taking off and dressing.

Is that right? Meng Peiyuan said with a smile that such a twisted woman is really ungrateful.

He Huo's stand up from the sofa, a few steps to Bai Tongxi in front of her, raised his hand to accurately clasp her wrist, and dragged her to the bedroom: since you don't want to, then I have to help you change.

Bai Tongxi, like a kite, is pulled by Meng Peiyuan, who is tall and strong. She beats his steel arm angrily: let go of me!

Meng Peiyuan turned a deaf ear and dragged her to the master bedroom door with one hand. With the other hand, he quickly twisted the door handle.

Closely following, his arm drew an arc in the mid air. As he let go, Bai Tongxi fell down on the big bed behind her.

Her beautiful black hair is naturally scattered on the white sheets, which has a kind of soul stirring beauty.

Bai Tong Xi's face was pale, and he was glad that the place where he fell was the bed instead of the floor, otherwise he had to have a concussion.

Looking down at her, Meng Peiyuan pulled out the gorgeous dress from the bag, leaned down and approached her, half threatening and half cajoling, and said: for the last time, do you wear it yourself or do I help you.

Bai Tongxi stares at him angrily. Her heart is filled with grievances. Why does she have to wear a dress that Yu Su doesn't want?

Does Meng Peiyuan have to insult her so as to feel happy!

She sniffs at her neck socket. Meng Peiyuan torments her weak nerves with words: Mrs. Meng, in fact, you want me to help you to serve you to the end. Now you are staring at me, are you playing hard to get?

Bai Tongxi's little face was red with anger: I'm not as shameless as you!

At the end of the speech, she grabbed the cold and smooth skirt in his hand and said, I can change it by myself. Go out quickly!

Meng Peiyuan was not so easy to talk before. He sat on the edge of the bed with his chest in his hands, waiting for her to take off her clothes.

Bai Tongxi is not good at all: Mr. Meng, can't you sit in another place?

Meng Peiyuan smile, motionless: I don't trust, just want to look at you here.

White Tong Xi unbearable said: I have acted in accordance with your orders, what do you have not rest assured?

Mrs. Meng seems to be a little too self indulgent. What I don't trust is not you, but this dress. Let me guess. If I go out now, will you cut it into a pile of rags with a pair of scissors?

To Meng Peiyuan's smiling eyes, Bai Tong cherishes the bottom of his heart.

He really knows her mind like the palm of his hand. Forget it. It's calm for a moment. First, show him the dress, and then tell him it doesn't fit. Let him take it back and give it back to Yu Su?

Bai Tongxi turns his back while thinking. In the process of taking off his coat, Meng Peiyuan, who is sitting behind her, breathes heavily and watches her change clothes with his own eyes. It's not her that is tormented, but him!

And Bai Tongxi, just like the ants on the hot pot, just wants to deal with it quickly.

After taking off her coat, she immediately put the dress over her head, and then got up to let the skirt fall naturally.

Meng Peiyuan playfully swept her slightly bloated lower body and said in a low voice: Mrs. Meng, you are still wearing jeans.

I know! Can't you put on a skirt and take off your pants? Bai Tongxi didn't say that she was not so stupid. She would let him see his body for nothing!

Meng Peiyuan thought, Xiaobai, the dew point of this skirt is not in the leg, OK?

Her smooth lines of the back and slender waist, he can not see less.

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when Bai Tongxi pushed his last trouser leg to the ground, Meng Peiyuan was already on fire. Now he just wanted to lock her in his arms and kiss her all the way along her round and white shoulderoh dear! When Bai Tongxi put his hand behind him, he found that the zipper design was in a rather tricky position. If he was not careful, the zipper head rolled up to the cloth.

Yu Guang catches a glimpse of Meng Peiyuan's face laughing. Bai Tong's eyebrows are tight. The more he doesn't want to be laughed at, the tighter the zipper is.

After a long time of stalemate in the same movement, Bai Tongxi lowered his sour arm and looked at Meng Peiyuan rather disheartened

he looked back at her with a clear smile: Mrs. Meng, do you need help?

Belly black man, deliberately playing hooligans with this kind of difficult skirt!

The bottom of Bai Tong's heart is like a mirror, but he knows what his intention is. Does he have to pull up the zipper?

She endured the depression and gave a reluctant hum.

Hearing the words, Meng Peiyuan's eyes flashed the smile of success. He stretched out his long arm, hugged her waist and sent her to his own direction.

With a low voice, Bai Tongxi fell into his strong chest. He put his chin against her head, and his eyes fell on her nearly * * back. Then his hot palm covered it, and instead of the owner's eyeball, he began to eat tofu.

Can you hurry up? Bai Tong Xi shyly urges her. His action is too slow. She can't feel that he is helping her pull the zipper.

Quick? Eyebrows raised, Meng Peiyuan deliberately misinterpreted her meaning: man is too fast, is sick, must be treated.

Bai Tongxi's face burned. She twisted her body, trying to get rid of his falling palm: I don't want your help, you are just playing with me!

Listen to her accusation like sugar, and look at her blushing cheeks like rouge. How can Meng Peiyuan, who is not drunk, be able to bear it?

Suddenly, he turned into a white boy.