Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 442 Who Let Her Be His Wife?

"Little brother, we will be good friends from now on. If you have a chance, you can visit our house as a guest. I will treat you well."

Yang Yang walked forward while holding the little boy's hand, and said: "Today I borrowed from my great-grandfather, and I will invite you to play in the future."

The little guy pretends to be a little adult, with a good appearance.

The little boy nodded with a cute face, and Su Qingyue couldn't help laughing at such a scene.

Just as the little bun was holding the little boy's hand and was about to walk to the banquet hall, Shen Moran, who had already changed into a dress, came out of the room accompanied by Fu Yunshen.

They also walked in the direction of the banquet hall.

Shen Moran's pace was obviously a little fast, because of the selection of the dress, a lot of time was unknowingly delayed.

She had to arrive at the banquet hall before the guests entered, and so did Fu Yunshen.

For some reason, her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.

Fu Yunshen, who was not far behind her, also had an unnatural expression.

Not long ago, something unexpected happened in their room.

In fact, it's still about the dress.

After Shen Moran changed several dresses in a row, she was still not satisfied. She seriously felt that the girl Bessie was very good at makeup.

But in terms of choosing a dress, he is obviously a layman.

So, with all kinds of helplessness and entanglements, Shen Moran had no choice but to ask Fu Yunshen for help.

At that time, Shen Moran was wearing a black low-cut dress. The black set off her white skin, and the low-cut perfectly showed her beautiful figure.

Therefore, the moment Fu Yunshen stepped into the cloakroom, he couldn't help sighing. Although the sound was very small, Shen Moran still heard it.

Because Bessie was there at that time, the girl's cheeks were "brushed" and completely flushed.

She couldn't help frowning, and forced Bessie to leave calmly.

Then, in the huge cloakroom, only she and Fu Yunshen were left.

The two stood facing each other, but were silent.

The atmosphere subtly froze for a while, Fu Yunshen touched his nose in embarrassment, and asked, "What do you want me to come in for?"

Shen Moran's cheeks were still a little red, and his temper became inexplicably irritable: "What do you want to come in for?"

Fu Yunshen: "."

For a while, I didn't know how to answer.

After being silent for a while, Mr. Fu asked seriously, "What do you want me to do?"

Shen Moran: "."

Feeling that if this continues, the painting style will develop in an unpredictable direction, Shen Moran couldn't help saying: "Help me choose a dress."

With an orderly tone, Mr. Fu was obviously taken aback for a moment, but he still chose to obey.

Under normal circumstances, he is the one who orders others, and only Shen Moran dares to order him like this.

But, who made her his wife?
Fu Yunshen began to help her choose the dress obediently and obediently.

However, Shen Moran seemed to be deliberately embarrassing him.

After picking the first one, the girl frowned, no, it's too long.

Picking another one, the girl shook her head decisively, no, it's too short.

After choosing several times, I finally decided on the length.

Then the question comes again, the length is determined, what kind of style should I choose?

fishtail?Fluffy?Slim?Look thin?
The style is selected, what about the material?
Heavy industry?Or gauze?
The figure of the fishtail showed off, before Shen Moran could make a decision, Fu Yunshen refused decisively.

The girl deliberately opposed him, so she had to choose someone who showed her figure.

Mr. Fu can't, because he thinks that showing off his figure is completely taking advantage of others.

So the two argued in the cloakroom.

(End of this chapter)