When she left, she didn't take anything with her, and now she was worried that she had no clothes to wear, so she could only wander around the bedroom wrapped in a bath towel. (Website www
"Clothes?" The woman walked a few steps and opened the door of the dressing room: "Miss Gu, are you not satisfied with these clothes? If not, I will call someone to send new ones now."
Gu Xiaoyao's eyes fell on a room full of women's clothes, and he scratched his slightly messy hair, feeling embarrassed.
"Haha, I didn't see it. No, no, no, as long as you have clothes to wear." She walked towards the dressing room and muttered to herself: "There are so many women's clothes in his room? Whose!"
"These are the new models delivered this morning according to the emperor's personal instructions, according to your body shape." The woman smiled, somewhat trying to defend the emperor.[
After the woman left, she looked at the women's clothes in the room and began to frown. Why were they all very ladylike clothes? Hey, how could she give people the illusion of being a lady?
She pouted and even had a bra. She randomly picked a bra with lace and black edges and put it on her body. It fit surprisingly well.
Sex/Devil!
Gu Xiaoyao buttoned up her bra and grunted. After touching it twice, she actually knew what type of bra she was wearing. Emperor Yan was such a big pervert.
She looked through the women's clothing in the entire fitting room, put on a violet slim-fitting dress, and couldn't help but curse again: "Emperor Yan, you are a big pervert."
The clothes also fit surprisingly well. Who else knew her size so well except him himself.
She seemed to have forgotten that there seemed to be a Huangfu Ye who had grown up with her in the villa and knew her figure very well.
"How did I offend you?" Young Master Di had just returned home with his briefcase and walked into the bedroom when he heard someone speaking ill of him behind his back.
"Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?" Fortunately, she passed the message, otherwise this pervert would still have to spy on her.
Gu Xiaoyao slammed the door of the dressing room, walked out slowly, and muttered: "How do you know the size of my bra? What if you're not a pervert?"
"How did I offend you?" Young Master Di had just returned home with his briefcase and walked into the bedroom when he heard someone speaking ill of him behind his back.
He raised his eyebrows: "Didn't we bring a male peacock with us? But, do I want to be called a real color/devil?"
The emperor looked at her carefully: under the thin willow eyebrows were big eyes with double eyelids, a straight and long nose bridge, rosy and plump lips, a perfect face with oval seeds, so delicate that no flaw could be found, and a jet-black hair. Her waist-straight hair is draped over her shoulders, and she wears a violet low-cut long dress, revealing her fair and attractive collarbones. No matter which angle she looks at, she is a natural beauty and the object of men's sexual fantasies.