Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 885 looks elegant and calm

This is a question that Song Shaoyan can't figure out, why not want his gift.

Song Shaoyan was shocked, he hugged Ning An, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

How can you not want his gift.

How could this be.

Song Shaoyan was distraught, and his tired heart suddenly felt turbulent, endless, like a ball of thread tangled together, and he couldn't find the knot no matter what.

Ning An was very tired, so he let him hug her and remained motionless.

Her hair draped over her shoulders, the jet-black silk was soft and delicate.

Song Shaoyan sniffed the breath in her hair and couldn't fall asleep.

He was still struggling with the question, why didn't she want his gift.

Don't like the gift?But she didn't even look at it.

The lingering sound of the rain outside could be heard very clearly in the bedroom, beating on the window drop by drop.

The spring night is quiet and the sky is lonely.

This entanglement lasted all night.

Ning An was so tired from being tormented by Song Shaoyan, and when Shen Shen woke up the next day, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

With a movement of her arm, she rubbed her eyes.

I thought Song Shaoyan had gone to the company, but unexpectedly, he was standing by the bed, looking out the window.

The curtains were half drawn, and the light fell on the wooden floor and beside the bed.

In the dim light, the man was slender, with a straight back. He had changed into a shirt and trousers, and he looked elegant and calm.

When Ning An moved, his whole body ached.

There were hickey marks all over her body, she knew that Song Shaoyan would never let her go in bed.

"Are you awake?" Song Shaoyan turned around, his voice hoarse.

"Ah."

Ning An sat up and got dressed.

Song Shaoyan sat by the bed and handed her the newly bought dress yesterday: "Try it."

The packing box of the dress was opened, and it turned out to be a sapphire blue one-neck dress.

The color is dignified, the style is generous, and the ruffles at the corner of the skirt add a bit of playfulness and agility.

Ning An didn't look at it at all last night. She just woke up today and looked at it in a daze. The dress was quite beautiful.

She knew that Song Shaoyan had many suitors when he was in college, and most of them were Bai Fumei. He knew fashion well.

However, she has no desire to try.

She shook her head, wrapped in the quilt and didn't want to move.

Tired, even tired of talking.

"I'll help you wear it." Song Shaoyan was particularly persistent.

He has always been very confident in his own aesthetics and taste. He thought about it all night, and Ning An refused to accept the gift. He must think that he has bad eyesight and the dress he picked will not look good.

"What are you doing..." Ning An limply leaned against the bed, not wanting to talk to him.

Her eyelids drooped, she just wanted to sleep now.

"Try it."

Song Shaoyan sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her out of the bed.

He took off her pajamas and planned to put her underwear on.

Ning An suddenly lost all sleepiness and was awakened by fright.

She slapped his hand off, took back her clothes, and was terrified: "Can you go out?"

"..." Song Shaoyan looked puzzled, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

"Do you really like dressing women in underwear?"

"I didn't." Song Shaoyan was very innocent, even a little embarrassed, his face turned red and white, especially embarrassing.

How did he become fond of dressing women?He hasn't tried it yet.

Ning An quickly pulled the quilt over, put on her pajamas under the quilt, and looked at Song Shaoyan warily.

Song Shaoyan felt as if he was being treated as a thief, and he was still holding that beautiful dress in his hand.

"Try it." He handed her the skirt.

"Why do you have to try?"

(End of this chapter)