PFC Chapter 1163 His Girl, One Kiss
Chapter 1163 His Girl, One Kiss
Young Master Zhuang looked around and saw nothing to grab, so he grabbed the dress on the table and threw it directly at Mu Ning.
"You were told to try it on, and you just walked out like that. Do you think I'm nothing?"
"It's very expensive!" Mu Ning quickly took his dress. What was he so angry about? She had tried it on before.
"Put it there, hold it tight, and put it on for me to see. If I don't see it, how can I know if it really suits you or you're lying?" Zhuang Shiyuan said angrily with a sullen face.
Mu Ning put his clothes back and said, "Okay."
I ran back to the room happily. Which girl doesn't like beautiful clothes? When I put on a flowing long skirt, I felt like a princess. No matter what others thought, I was beautiful.
Mu Ning changed into her dress and ran out. Zhuang Shiyuan had a gloomy face.
Because the eldest young master thought that this girl had made a little progress just a moment ago, so he used the test paper to pad his clothes, but when he pulled it out and took a look, he found that the test paper was his, right?
He looked up and saw Mu Xiaokouer standing in front of him in a flowing long dress. He disliked her and didn't even want to look at her.
"You call that a good fit?" Zhuang Shiyuan asked back, stood up and took a look, his eyes glancing away from her snow-white chest. She was well developed. It was true that the No. 3 Middle School uniform was a killer for girls.
"It's a little crowded." Mu Ning said with a smile, "But it doesn't matter. I think it's very beautiful."
The hem of the skirt drags on the ground, it seems that it is worn with high heels.
Zhuang Shiyuan's ears turned red, but he still looked at her straight in the eye and shook his head. He always felt that something was wrong. He pushed the little girl's body and looked around.
"Why are you holding your breasts? You're not wearing any underwear?"
Mu Ning's face suddenly flushed, and she nodded, responding in a mosquito-like voice, "Yeah."
Zhuang Shiyuan understood and said something was wrong. He pinched her waist. Mu Ning stepped aside and quickly lifted the hem of her skirt to avoid getting it dirty from being stepped on by him.
"I can't wear that anymore. I've tried." Mu Ning said with a red face.
Zhuang Shiyuan stared at her face for a moment, then suddenly looked straight at her. A sudden shock hit him: Oh my god! Is this little bastard shy? I thought this little bastard had a genetic mutation and didn't know what shyness was.
When Mu Xiaonv started to shy away, Zhuang Shiyuan let her go, looked her over, approached her, grabbed the person who was retreating, and yelled at him.
"Where are you retreating to? Are you afraid that I will eat you? Stand still, I'll see what needs to be modified." Zhuang Shiyuan pulled her arms and spread them out.
The skirt is flat-necked and a little low, just enough to cover the chest. There is a layer of tulle on both sides of the chest connected to the sleeves. The neckline is decorated with diamonds. The tube top is combined with conservatism. The exposed shoulders and back are covered with a layer of tulle, which will make people who try it on feel more secure.
This is undoubtedly due to the student status of the person wearing the dress, and the exposure is not excessive.
The waist is well-designed, and once the waistline is tightened, the whole body curves are straightened out. The long chiffon skirt falls to the ground, making her look like a fairy.
"The clothes are too small, they need to be altered..."
Mu Ning interrupted, "It's okay, I think..."
Zhuang Shiyuan glanced at her and asked, "You think it's okay if your breasts are deformed?"
embarrassed!
"But, will it look worse after the change?" asked Mu Xiaonv'er.
"No, it will look better."
Zhuang Shiyuan held her waist seriously with both hands, his face and eyes full of disdain and impatience, taking advantage of her with a stern face. He rubbed Mu Xiaoniu's waist with his hands, gesturing, looking up and down, as if he was really measuring something.
"Turn around." Zhuang Shiyuan said in a deep voice.
Mu Ning obediently turned around and stood with her back to him, "Can you measure it?"
"What is there that this young master can't do?" Zhuang Shiyuan asked with a cold snort.
He held her in his arms, and gently kissed her on the top of her head with his lips, with a satisfied smile on his face.
He has decided to have this girl!
His hand gently rested on her waist and abdomen. "I need to feel it to get a rough idea of how big it is before I make any changes. If you mind, just stop."
"..."
Before Mu Ning could react, a pair of pig's trotters touched her chest. Mu Ning was stunned, her face turned red instantly, and she let go and pushed Zhuang Shiyuan away.
"What are you doing?"
"Look at your clothes, they are obviously the wrong size. Well, I basically know the correct size. Go and change them." Zhuang Shiyuan waved his hands quickly, looking impatient.
Mu Ning looked at Zhuang Shiyuan suspiciously, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. Not sure what this man meant, she tried to ask.
"Have you measured it?"
"I'm not really sure, but it's okay." Zhuang Shiyuan saw that the little girl's words seemed to have a turn for the better, so he immediately changed his words.
"Other people use a clothes ruler to measure. You can't get it right by just touching it. I'll measure it myself. Wait for me." Mu Ning said and went into the room.
Zhuang Shiyuan was stunned for a long time. Didn’t he ask him to do it again?
The soft touch on his hands was so intoxicating that his left hand held his right hand, and his blood rushed to his head. Zhuang Shiyuan quickly covered his nose, hoping that his nose would not bleed. If so, it would be too embarrassing.
After Mu Xiaonv took off her clothes, she used the rope to measure the weight herself, and then measured the data with a ruler.
Normally when buying clothes, it is enough to know the height and weight, but it is different for dresses. They are tailor-made, so of course you can't achieve the best effect without a measurement.
Mu Xiaonver put on her clothes and walked out, handing her measurements to Zhuang Shiyuan.
"This may be more accurate. Would it be more helpful?" Mu asked with a shy smile.
Zhuang Shiyuan, the author, sprawled out in front of him, nodded as he read, "It should have been done long ago. There's no need for repeated revisions."
Mu Xiaonv suddenly smiled very good-temperedly. Zhuang Shiyuan looked at the girl's measurements again and again. He didn't know much about women at the moment, so he didn't have any special understanding of the girl's measurements. He just had one idea: she was indeed quite thin.
Sensing Mu Xiaonv's strangeness, Zhuang Shiyuan raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you smiling so brightly? Do you have something to ask for?"
"No, that's right, Zhuang Shiyuan, I will pay you back for the clothes. I know you are doing this for my own good." Mu Ning said seriously, her eyes full of sincerity.
When she was eighteen, she had her first dress tailored for her in her life, and she would remember it forever.
"Kiss me, and I'll forget about the money for the clothes." Zhuang Shiyuan stared into her charming eyes and spoke seriously.
Mu Ning's face gradually turned red, her eyes became more and more watery, and heat gathered and rose between the two of them.
"A kiss still has to be returned."
After Mu Xiaonv finished speaking, she leaned forward, hugged Zhuang Shiyuan's neck, and moved her mouth to his lips. When their lips touched softly, Zhuang Shiyuan's mind exploded instantly and he was stunned. Everyone had left for a long time, but he was still standing there stupidly, motionless.
I didn't have time to savor it, I was just stunned and in disbelief.