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How, how could he lick her ear?

Was it a prank? Or did he accidentally bump into it?

Han Junli used his big finger to wipe the corner of his mouth in anger, he looked at her with allure and laughed lightly, "What do you think? I'm just trying to satisfy the desire in your heart. How about it? Do you feel that your heart is beating faster and you can't breathe well? "

Tang Mengyao who was told about the important part immediately suppressed his little heart, forcing it not to jump around. Her whole face was as red as a ripe tomato. Seeing that, Han Junli's heart started to feel happy.

He reached out his hand to pinch her face and said casually, "Don't be embarrassed. After all, no woman can escape the charm of this crown prince."

Seeing Tang Mengyao looking at him in fascination, Han Junli felt that he had never been so proud of his good leather bag before.

Seeing his proud and unrestrained look, Tang Mengyao finally controlled her heartbeat, found her own voice, and retorted in a low voice, "I wouldn't have taken a fancy to you."

It was just that this voice, why did even Tang Mengyao feel that his confidence was lacking?

Seeing that Tang Mengyao was embarrassed, Han Junli decided to not tease her anymore and took the initiative to get down to business with her. He asked in all seriousness: "Tell me, what do you want to talk about with me?"

Only then did Tang Mengyao remember the reason she had barged into this room, and immediately questioned, "Han Junli, you big pervert, how do you know the size of my clothes?" In her mind, she thought about the sexy girl in the closet, and her face instantly turned red again.

As Han Junli wore his watch and buttoned his sleeve, he explained in an indifferent tone: "Didn't I already let someone see the size of your old clothes? "What's so strange about that?"

As she spoke, she went around to Tang Mengyao's side, and playfully whispered into her ear: "Or do you think, how did I get it?"

Her evil eyes looked at Tang Mengyao's chest, laughing at Tang Mengyao's evil thoughts. This made Tang Mengyao even more embarrassed.

Could it be that she was really treating him like a little kid?

He looked at Han Junli and still felt that Han Junli was just a little human, a pervert.

However, she couldn't find the tone to express her anger. She could only ask listlessly, "Why did you get someone to prepare so many clothes for me?"

"You are my, Han Junli's, woman, and when you are outside, you represent me. How can you wear such shabby clothes?"

His arrogant explanation made Tang Mengyao feel extremely unhappy, her heart was empty, and she felt like she was a vase, a living thing that could only be admired.

His mood was a little down as he said in a low voice, "There's no need for that. Our relationship won't last long anyway. When that time comes, wouldn't it be a waste if we don't finish wearing our clothes? "

When he heard Tang Mengyao say that they would finish quickly, Han Junli felt extremely unhappy in his heart. However, his relationship with her …

Han Junli roared in frustration: "I have money, I can waste whatever I want, you can't stop me."

His voice was as loud as thunder, causing Tang Mengyao to tremble in fear. She then scolded in a low voice, "Nutjob, why are you so mad at me when I don't want to provoke you?"

Looking at the cabinets full of beautiful clothes, Tang Mengyao was filled with joy. As long as one was a woman, there was no one who didn't like beautiful clothes. These clothes were all custom-made. It was easy to tell that they were priceless.

Tang Mengyao knew that if she did not marry into the Han Family, she would not have enjoyed such treatment.

Thinking about it, marrying Han Junli was actually pretty good, at least eating well and wearing well was fun. It was no wonder that so many people wanted to marry into the Wealthy Class.

Tang Mengyao chose a yellow dress with shoulders. The style was very simple, but the cut was very fitting. After Tang Mengyao wore it, she instantly felt that she had become the daughter of a wealthy family, and her temperament was first-rate.

She also found a pair of white heels with thin heels and put them on. Even she herself felt enchanting. I wonder if Han Junli will be confused by this?

Tang Mengyao walked out with an excited heart. It was rare for her to leisurely walk downstairs with a lady's elegant posture.

Seated on the sofa, Han Junli was obviously not patient from waiting. Just as he was about to curse and raise his head, he saw Tang Mengyao and was instantly stunned.

Her long chestnut hair hung coquettishly down her back. The light yellow fake qipao design outlined her figure to the front and back, yet it also had a pure aura to it. The legs were long and well-proportioned, round and exquisite. A pair of white, elegant, slender, and tall heels accentuated her temperament to the extreme.

Han Junli could clearly feel his breathing becoming heavier, and his entire body started to heat up.

Seeing Han Junli's dazed reaction, Tang Mengyao grinned. She wouldn't believe someone who dared to say that they didn't feel anything for her. She was a young and peerless beauty, how could she not tempt him?

Just as Tang Mengyao was feeling extremely proud, Han Junli's expression suddenly changed as though a violent storm was brewing.

He got up solemnly and walked to stand in front of her. There was a flurry of complaints about her attire.

"Tang Mengyao, do you have brains or not? How many times do I need to remind you that you are my, Han Junli's, woman, the Young Lady of the Han Family? "Who are you trying to seduce when you're dressed this way?"

He pointed at her shoes again. "You're a pregnant woman right now, and a pregnant woman is even wearing such high heels. Do you want to tell everyone that you're actually fake?"

"And you, this random guy, aren't you hot? Since it's not hot, why did you choose to wear such cool clothes? Tang Mengyao, you deliberately came to find and scold us, didn't you? "

Han Junli completed it in one breath, and criticized Tang Mengyao from head to toe. was completely in a daze, and could only stare at him blankly, not understanding why he was so angry.

Even if he was dissatisfied with her attire, he could only mock her. He actually insulted her so ruthlessly. This … Isn't that a bit too much?

She kept feeling that something wasn't right, but she couldn't make sense of it for a while, so she could only refute unhappily.

"Didn't you get someone to prepare these for me? "Why am I wearing it now, and why are you so unsatisfied? Since you're unsatisfied, why did you let them prepare it for me?"

At this moment, Tang Mengyao was very disappointed. She had originally thought that after seeing her meticulously dressed up, her heart would be moved. Unexpectedly, everything was just her extravagant hope.

How could a man with no eyes like Han Junli notice the beauty on her body?

She no longer had any thoughts about him, nor did she think much of such a man.

"I told people to prepare, and I don't have anyone to pick from. Who do you think you are? Everything I choose? Don't you know what to wear at a time when you're such a big boy? Do you want me to find someone to teach you? "

This was the first time Tang Mengyao mocked herself for her wishful thinking. That's right, how could someone like Han Junli personally choose clothes for her? Would he even be moved by her?

Being able to get people to prepare clothes for her was already a great kindness.