Chapter 594

Just after opening the door of the dressing room, he Xiaojie excitedly threw her bag on the chair and pulled Su Rou Judo: "let's quickly change into performance clothes!"

"Now? Are you sure?" Su Rourou couldn't help but burst out three black lines, "is it... Too early? And it's so cold..."

The costumes are small dresses with bare arms and legs. On this snowy day, wearing such clothes requires the blessing of N warm babies.

"There's no heating here!" He Xiaojie snapped on the heating switch and dragged Su rourourou in the direction of the dressing room.

She would not tell them that she had secretly imagined in her heart how she looked in this beautiful little dress countless times. Even the fattest girl has a heart for beauty and wants to stand on the dazzling stage one day and become the focus of attention.

So she can't wait to change into this costume. Yes, that's it. You can't wait a second.

Su Rourou was dragged forward by her and turned back to give Luo Yichen a helpless look.

Luo Yichen hooked her mouth, and then sat down on the sofa with the words "we boys are not involved in your girls' affairs" written on his face.

After arriving at the dressing room, he Xiaojie, who was very excited, immediately found a very cruel fact. The little dress in front of her was clearly tailored according to the size she reported at that time, but why did it take so much effort to put it on her body?

A line of subtitles floated over the dressing room - he Xiaojie, you're fat again!

However, although she was slightly injured, he Xiaojie was not flustered. She had done enough homework before she came.

Not only didn't even have lunch, but also brought a corset and a corset.

She handed the two artifacts into Su Rourou's hand. Her eyes closed and her heart crossed: "Rou Rou, come on, strangle me severely! Please be sure to strangle my waist into a flash of lightning!"

Su Rourou looked at her waist with three layers of life buoys, and pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, trying to make her eyes look sincere: "OK, I'll try my best..."

So he Xiaojie held the door frame, and Su Rourou clutched the two belts back hard, and finally succeeded in reducing he Xiaojie's waist by 0.0001cm.

He Xiaojie expressed dissatisfaction with this, but after looking at the belly that was about to burst, she finally chose enough.

She struggled to put on the little dress that was about to collapse, put on a pair of high-heeled shoes whose heels would break at any time, and twisted to the mirror.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was quite satisfied - except that her waist was a little thicker, her arms were a little thicker, her thighs were a little thicker, and there was a little more meat on her face.

She felt sorry for herself for a long time, and the more she looked, the more she felt that she was untimely. If she could cross back to the Tang Dynasty, there would be nothing wrong with Yang Yuhuan.

Until in the mirror, there appeared a girl with better skin than snow, wearing a big red fluffy skirt, approached her from the mirror

The girl's slender waist was like a willow, as if it could be broken with a gentle grip. A delicate melon seed face, inlaid with two big eyes like black grapes, is looking at her glitteringly.

"Xiaojie, you look good in this." Su Rourou took he Xiaojie's hand, looked at her up and down, and couldn't help admiring her.

He Xiaojie glanced at the corners of her mouth: she felt the same way before she saw her

Without comparison, there is no harm