Xiang Yu put on the dress she just bought and was gesturing in front of the mirror with a smile.
"Are you sure you want to wear this?"
Xiang Yu turned his head and saw Liang Peiheng leaning on the door frame, and replied to him: "Why, can't you?"
Liang Peiheng came over and frowned, "Are you wearing this to show off your amazing figure?"
Xiang Yu glanced down.
"..."
She stamped her feet in shame and anger, unwilling to admit it, "Don't you just hate seeing me wearing a dress like this?"
Liang Peiheng looked at her carefully.
A bright red tube top skirt, the skirt is ankle-length. Xiang Yu has a relatively small frame and is not tall enough. Wearing this skirt is like a child stealing an adult's clothes.
It's really inappropriate.
Seeing him like this, Xiang Yu frowned and cried out: "I don't want to fall in love anymore, my boyfriend restricts my freedom too much!"
Liang Peiheng looked at her speechlessly, walked over, wiped the tears on her cheeks with his fingers, and said word by word: "Then you have to suffer for me."
Intent: This is probably a sweet article