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"How is it? Isn't it bad? If it's not good, I'll take them all off!"

Zhao Zheng who was dressed neatly and appeared in front of Chen Huan, carrying a whole set of tattered clothes made her feel like she was being blinded by sand.

stood up from the stool, and stared at Zhao Zheng who was walking towards her:

Clothes weren't anything out of the ordinary. They were simply the difference between branded goods and shoddy street goods.

But when it was worn on Zhao Zheng's body, it gave off the feeling of BIU flying in the sky on an aerial rocket. What the hell was this magic? Chen Huan rubbed her nose, and once again quietly swallowed her saliva.

As Chen Huan watched, she suspected that just as she was lost in thought, the waiter had secretly knocked out the person inside and swapped them between them.

Deep gray sweater with a very common white shirt and a navy blue long woolen coat on the outside. He was wearing a pair of very portable, narrow, blue-gray pants with a long, red leather belt tied around his waist.

He walked towards Chen Huan, his right hand grabbing the lapel of his clothes to hold the first button, while his left hand was casually inserted into his pockets. An indescribable yuppie aura pounced over, shocking Chen Huan to the point that her spirit quivered.

"What? Did you see that? Did you lose your looks or what?" Chen Huan was stupefied, and subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth, worried that saliva would come out of her mouth.

Chen Huan saw through Chen Huan's predicament, and his heart felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey. He knew that Chen Huan liked this sort of tone, probably because she always looked like this whenever she talked to her online.

Zhao Zheng approached and used one hand to lift Chen Huan's chin, revealing a charming smile: "Chen Huan, how about this model for you?"

"Good, of course, handsome!" Chen Huan instinctively followed Zhao Zheng's finger and nodded, and impolitely gulped down a mouthful of saliva. Zhao Zheng was very satisfied with his performance, and lovingly pressed his nose against it.

"Idiot! Fantastic!" He pressed and joked. These words were in Chen Huan's ears, and it was like beating a drum, knocking her soul in the air back with a few kicks.

"No, damn hooligan, what are you doing?" Chen Huan raised her hand to interrupt Zhao Zheng's left hand which was on his body. The back of his hand rubbed the side of his nose as he sat back down on the sofa. She sat cross-legged and locked Zhao Zheng up like a snake.

"Who's the Brawler? Am I a Brawler? Do I look like a Brawler to such an honest person?" Zhao Zheng spread out his arms and spun in place. With a slight turn, it absorbed more than half of Chen Huan's soul.

Countless stars appeared in her eyes once again. The Zhao Zheng in front of her seemed to have artificially added a lot of star animation effects.

"Look at you, you fool!" He raised his right hand towards Chen Huan and gently tapped the bridge of his nose with his fingertip. Calm and composed, his attitude ambiguous. In Chen Huan's eyes, it was as if he was filled with love.

It was a mischievous smiley face. Even his thick eyebrows were rippling. It was as if she was always smiling, like a bright moon in the night sky.

His fair skin set off the faint redness of his lips, his handsome features, his perfect face, and the diamond earring glinting brilliantly in his left ear added a tinge of unruliness to his sunny charm.

"How is it, am I also very handsome like this?" He turned his face to the side and placed one hand on his forehead, looking like a sculpture of the "Thinker".

His facial features were broad and distinct, his lips were red and tender, and the bridge of his nose looked very pleasing to the eye, especially those pair of glasses that were mounted on the bridge.

This kind of action, coupled with the way she was dressed up, inadvertently provoked one of Chen Huan's nerves. She opened her mouth and watched quietly. In her eyes, the current Zhao Zheng truly had a cold and majestic body.

Even though she was wearing a pair of pitch black glasses, she could tell that Zhao Zheng had a pair of eyes that could shoot cold stars. The two curved eyebrows were as thick as paint, her thin lips were perked up slightly, causing Chen Huan to scream in pain in her heart.

She stared at Zhao Zheng's collarbone, wishing that she could turn into a man in the next moment and play with this person in front of her to her heart's content … Press … She wiggled her fingers, quietly opened them, and then clenched them tightly.

"Idiot, are you trying to touch me?" Zhao Zheng smiled, a demonic smile. With that smile, Chen Huan was so shocked that her chin almost fell to the ground.

"Oh my god, he's just like a demon lord from the heavens, a god from the heavens!" Chen Huan sighed, and forcefully retracted her gaze from Zhao Zheng's collarbone, before landing on his extended legs.

"That's right. His chest is broad and broad, and he has the aura of an unstoppable thousands of men." The words that have been spoken are profound, and they emit the will and aura of a thousand zhang high. " Chen Huan watched all of Chen Huan's movements, even her eyebrows raised up into a smile.

Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Chen Huan was anxious and angry, thinking back to how she had lost control of herself, she could not help but feel a little angry and resentful. It was not as if she had never seen a man more handsome than Zhao Zheng, whom she had roamed the society for so long.

But why … She bit her lip, secretly annoyed. Was it true that girls who were single for so long would have evil thoughts whenever they saw someone of the opposite sex? So it was actually this terrifying!

Just by looking at his back, Chen Huan realized that her heart, was strangely boiling, and the restlessness in her blood, at an unknown time, was gently flowing.

When Zhao Zheng got closer, the fragrance of the clothes was faint, as if it lingered around Chen Huan's nose. He pretended not to have seen Chen Huan's distress, and asked softly: "These clothes are too expensive, if you think they're ugly, then we won't buy them … …"

"Buy, what else can I do? It's so pretty." These clothes are specially made for you, they are so f * cking cool! No, I'll work hard and try to wrap it up for you every month. "Aiyah..."

Zhao Zheng's words smoothly made Chen Huan raise his head, and unknowingly, their gazes met, causing Chen Huan to immediately look like a frightened rabbit. She once again lowered her head, her mind filled with the specks of light that had just shone out from Zhao Zheng's pair of eyes.

Aiyo, this isn't the grandson of the old swindler that she knew! In the blink of an eye, it was simply a tyrannical possession by the CEO.

"That, waiter, wrap up the clothes for me!" Chen Huan felt that she couldn't breathe well. It must be because this clothing store was not well decorated. She had to get out for some fresh air, or she would suffocate.