Su Mianmian came to her senses and realized that she was stunned when she looked at him without realizing it. Her little face turned red like a cooked apple. “Selling, so please let me go to dinner.” “Yes, but you have to promise me a condition.” Leng Xiao’s eyes flashed with cunning.
Su Mianmian pushed him away, got up from the bed, grabbed the clothes he had taken off just now and covered them in front of him, biting his lip and asking, “What are the conditions?”
Leng Xiao supported the back of his head and looked at Su Mianmian’s shyness, “You have to wear the clothes I gave you.”
“What” Su Mianmian raised her eyes and looked at him.
Leng Xiao pointed to the shopping bag placed on the sofa with a slender and graceful finger, “Where is it.”
Su Mianmian bit her lip, didn’t want to go, and wanted to put on her sweatshirt, so she left.
“Well, are you asking me to continue?”
“I’m wearing it” Su Mianmian covered her body, jumping to the sofa like a roasted crayfish, covering her clothes with one hand and taking out the clothes from the shopping bag with the other, looking a little funny.
But when she saw the clothes she took out, the next second, she threw away these things.
His ears were red and he shouted loudly: “I don’t wear them.”
It turned out to be a maid outfit. She didn’t know when Leng Xiao also had such a habit.
Zhang Man would popularize this knowledge for her when she was resting. She knew that maid outfits were a kind of sexual outfit.
Many men like to make their women wear various uniforms, such as police uniforms, nurse injection uniforms, maid uniforms, flight attendant uniforms, etc.
When she heard these, she felt that men were really quirky, and she sighed in her heart that her husband did not have such a hobby, but unexpectedly, he brought her a set of maid uniforms today and asked her to wear them