"And you see."

Luo Tiantian pointed to another row of suit jackets.

"The last dozen or so pieces in that row should all be the same style, right? Don't you worry that people will say you are sloppy, and then you don't change your clothes every day?"

Xue Feimo: "..."

"There are a few more sets."

Luo Tiantian walked over with a 'ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta', and pulled one of them.

Then I ran back and forth and pointed out about five or six suits.

"These are the ones I found just now."

"You have dark gray and light gray, dark black and light black...why do you buy a set of each color?"

Luo Tiantian put her hands on her hips and asked angrily, "Tell me, who is your stylist?"

"He tricked you..."

"Ah bah, how long has he been with you?"

Xue Feimo: "..."

Without saying a word, he stared at Luo Tiantian for a long time with a very strange gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is the stylist a woman?"

Thinking of this, Luo Tiantian became even angrier: "No wonder you were tricked, it turned out that you were willing to be taken advantage of."

He patted his chest and gave himself a smooth ride.

Then he said viciously: "You bastard."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Xue Feimo: "..."

What did he do?

Why is he such an asshole?

He didn't say a word, okay?

Helplessly, he took a step back and grabbed the little girl's wrist.

With a strong pull, he took him into his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed her angry pink lips.

"No no no..."

"You pissed me off, Xuehui... Mo, you... bitches..."

Luo Tiantian struggled, making inarticulate voices intermittently.

Her resistance and cursing obviously made the man even more displeased.

The shallow kiss, which was originally cautious, suddenly turned into a beast.

He kissed the disobedient little woman in his arms as punishment.

"Well……"

time flies.

Luo Tiantian went from resisting at the beginning to obeying at the end.

She slumped in Xue Feimo's arms, responding jerkyly.

Long bowing his head made Xue Feimo slightly uncomfortable.

He lifted his big hand vigorously, and Luo Tiantian's legs left the ground immediately.

Almost reflexively, she tucked her legs around his waist.

Neither of them realized how shameful their current posture was...

Just when Luo Tiantian felt that she was about to die.

Xue Feimo finally let her go.

The foreheads of the two touched each other, and their breaths blended together.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you still scolding?"

Luo Tiantian shook her head weakly: "No, I can't."

"good."

Xue Feimo kissed the little girl's forehead before explaining, "Uncle doesn't have a stylist."

At the end, he added: "Most of these clothes are sent by brand owners."

Luo Tiantian let out a weak "Oh" and reacted abruptly.

Because I was so shocked, I didn't realize what I hit.

"Uncle, you said these clothes don't cost money?"

too excited.

He even said the double words.

"Well."

Xue Feimo snorted.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Little friend, are you... murdering your husband?"

"ah?"

Luo Tiantian looked bewildered.

Xue Feimo buried her head on the little girl's neck and placed her on the transparent jewelry cabinet.

And hold her hand...

"!!!"

Luo Tiantian looked at him incredulously: "You you you...you..."

Just as she was about to curse, the man kissed her again.

...

after an hour

Luo Tiantian was lying on the carpet without love.

Shockingly roared: "Xue Feimo! You stinky rascal!"

Xue Feimo pursed her lips, and said with high spirits, "I'll fetch water for you to wash your hands."

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