Guan yunian never doubted his shameless degree. As soon as he heard his words, he stood still.

But when he took off her clothes, her shoulder still couldn't help chattering for a while, and protested in a low voice: "I can change it myself..."

"It's late." Yang Shuchen pressed her arm on her shoulder and didn't move away.

Seeing that she wanted to reach out and block his chest, his eyes unconsciously looked at her chest.

The white plumpness of his eyes made his pupils tight and his breathing became uncontrollable.

Damn it!

He believes too much in his self-control.

How many people once wanted to get on with the Yan Family and send women to him, even standing naked in front of him, he didn't have any feeling.

But now, she just showed a shoulder, can he breathing disorder

Yang Shuchen's eyes became familiar with it, and the hot light flickered faintly under his eyes.

As soon as his hands were tight, he suddenly let go of his hands and turned his back on his back. His voice was gloomy and frightening.

"I'll give you a minute to change your clothes." He finished and walked out of the door.

That figure, how to look at it, is a bit like running away.

Guan yunian is stunned at the same place, one hand is still pressing his chest nervously, for fear that Yang Shuchen is a wolf.

He suddenly left, but she was confused.

"What are you doing? Do you want me to change it for you? " The man's voice, not angry, came in from outside the door.

Guan Yu read all over an exciting, busy picked up the skirt, quickly changed on.

Clearly he did not look inside, how to know she was in a daze?

The man with eyes in the back of his head is terrible!

Guan yunian Feifei, will wear the skirt, turned to look at the mirror moment, but stunned.

The black skirt, with unique patterns, is like a flower with no name and a totem of ethnic minorities.

The sleeveless design shows her white arm and charming butterfly bone.

The waist wrapped hip skirt is only knee length, but it is added with light yarn on both sides of the skirt. With the steps, the light yarn flies, bringing out a trace of elegant and smart

Guan yunian is slender and tall, with white and delicate skin, which makes a lot of rich people feel that they are not as good as others.

Black is very against her skin color, but also let her move, a touch of mystery.

"Hair down, it's sexier." Yang Shuchen did not know when, went to her side, looking at her eyes, there is amazing.

Step forward, finger bone distinct fingers, gently pick, she will be tied with long hair to open the hair ring.

As silk like hair, instant like a waterfall, pouring down.

"This dress, when I first saw it, thought it would fit you very well." Yang Shuchen hugged her from behind, put his chin on her shoulder and asked her to look up at herself in the mirror.

Such Guan yunian is noble and holy, just like a lady from a famous family.

"What's the difference..." Yang Shuchen reached out and touched his chin. His eyes brightened. He went to the side and took a pair of high-heeled shoes from the shoe rack and put them at Guan yunian's feet.

Hold her small ankle, gently put it on for her.

No girl doesn't like beautiful skirts.

No one can refuse a man who treats himself like a princess.

When Guan yunian's brain sees Yang Shuchen squatting on the ground, condescending to wear shoes for her, there is only a blank in front of her.

She couldn't think, she couldn't breathe.

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