Lan Jingyu carried someone else's treasure down like a bandit, causing Fiona to go crazy behind her. The whole studio almost knelt down before him, begging him for mercy in garbled words.
Li Ying was actually quite tempted, but she didn't think it was good to grab her openly, so she leaned over and whispered: "I feel like Fiona wants to stab you."
Lan Jingyu sat on the sofa with an arrogant attitude and said, "Don't worry, what's wrong with me being stabbed twice for your lifelong event?"
He pointed at two pieces of clothing and said, "Which one do you like?"
Li Ying went up and touched it, glanced at Fiona's pleading expression, turned to Lan Jingyu and whispered: "I'm all happy."
Lan Jingyu waved his hand, "Take them all away."
Li Ying turned her head and felt that Fiona was about to vomit blood.
She pretended to smile at others, took off the model's clothes with her own hands, and entered the dressing room happily.
There were people lying on the ground outside who were suffering from hypoxia, and there were also a few people crying in mourning.
Lan Jingyu didn't care, he still had the nerve to ask others to pour him water.
He is unhappy enough on his own, what's wrong with having a few more people to accompany him?
The one Li Ying took in was white, dignified and elegant.
But he clearly saw just now that she actually preferred that sexy little black dress.
A woman wants to please her own appearance, but she still caters to Gong Shiheng's taste.
laugh.
White is so ugly.
But...it shouldn't be too ugly if it's worn on her.
He was playing with the lighter, his mind was racing, and he suddenly thought of what if Gong Shiheng lost his mind and agreed to Li Ying again.
The movements of the hands paused.
Grass.
What a mess.
Send the person over dressed up?
"Lan Jingyu——?" came a small voice.
He looked up and found Li Ying calling him with her head stuck out.
"What's wrong?"
"Find someone to help me zipper. This is an old-fashioned invisible zipper. I'm afraid it will break."
Lan Jingyu responded, turned around and called for someone.
The whole room of people had been robbed and were already depressed enough. When he looked over, they immediately looked at the ceiling together.
No!
Lan Jingyu: "..."
Li Ying could see that no one seemed willing to come.
She was still holding up her skirt, and her hands were getting sore.
Just as she was anxious, Lan Jingyu walked towards her.
The two of them were separated by a curtain, with only her head outside.
Lan Jingyu said: "Turn around and I'll help you pull it."
"ah?"
"You pull half of it yourself first, and I'll help you pull the top."
Li Ying raised her eyebrows and said, "You quite understand."
"Didn't you wear a jockstrap when you were a kid?" he said.
Of course Li Ying didn't wear it, "No."
Lan Jingyu raised his hand and motioned for her to turn around.
Li Ying turned around obediently, holding the skirt with one hand and the curtain with the other.
Lan Jingyu reached into the gap between the two curtains and pinched the small zipper with his fingers.
The skirt was too close to the body, and Li Ying could completely picture the position of his fingers slowly moving upward.
All the way to the top, his fingers didn't touch her back.
When she was stunned, she was hit on the back of her head.
"Ouch."
Lan Jingyu: "Why are you dazed? Turn around and take a look."
Li Ying turned her face sideways, "What are you in a hurry for?"
"I'm afraid you'll wear out your clothes."
Li Ying hummed, feeling confident, she took a step into the fitting room and lowered her head to tidy up the front.
The curtain disappeared and she closed it again, blocking Lan Jingyu's view.
Outside, the man breathed a sigh of relief and took a step back.