Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

"Oh, Xiaoxiao, go and change your clothes." Chen Ou pushed the skirt into Zhang Xiaoxiao's hand and urged.

What? Zhang Xiaoxiao was stunned and didn't react. Now she's in the garden. How can she change her clothes.

"Since your uncle has prepared this dress for you, it means that he certainly wants you to wear this skirt to see him. And you see, there's nothing else around here." Chen Ou shrugged and motioned to see for herself if she didn't believe it.

Zhang Xiaoxiao frowned and looked around. It was really like what Chen Ou said. There were no fluorescent arrows around here.

"But..." it's outside. Chen Xiaoxiao still hesitated. He kept holding the skirt in his hand and his little face turned red.

As Chen Ou pushed Zhang Xiaoxiao into the woods, he comforted: "it doesn't matter. Your uncle has arranged here. No one will disturb you at this time, and I'll watch for you outside."

After Chen Ou said this, regardless of whether Zhang Xiaoxiao answered or not, he turned around and ignored her. He really looked around for her.

In the monitoring room, except Ling Chen, everyone else coughed a few times, looked embarrassed and looked at each other. Zhang Xiaoxiao and Chen Ou must have never thought of what they had done in the garden. They were here, but the whole process was broadcast live.

With a "pop", the picture flashed and the screen went dark.

Ling Chen looked back gloomily and glanced at everyone in the room: "what do you see?"

No, no, they quickly waved their hands. They wanted to live a few more years. Even if they saw it, they had to say they didn't see it. What's more, Zhang Xiaoxiao just walked into the woods and made an action to take off his clothes. Ling Chen turned off the monitoring. Even if they wanted to see it, they couldn't see anything, okay.

Uncle Rong coughed a little and hurried out to make things right: "young master, we're almost ready. It's time to go to the banquet. It's time for Miss Xiaoxiao to change her clothes and come out later."

Ling Chen calm face, calculate the time, is almost, so this just reluctantly nodded and left a sentence: "go down." He turned out of the room first.

When the others in the room saw that the evil spirit had gone, they were relieved and followed Ling Chen's footsteps. When Du Zetang passed uncle Rong, he patted him on the shoulder gratefully: "Uncle Rong, well done!"

Uncle Rong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, narrowed his eyes and smiled and replied, "where, where."

In the garden.

"Xiaoxiao, hurry up. Are you ready?" Chen Ou waited outside for a long time, but he didn't see Zhang Xiaoxiao coming out. He couldn't help but open his mouth and urge him.

"Coming, coming." Zhang Xiaoxiao's answer came from the woods, followed by a sound of hearing.

Zhang Xiaoxiao walked out awkwardly with his skirts in hand. During this period, he almost tripped over the broken branches on the ground several times.

Really, although the skirt uncle gave her looked good, she found that the row of pink bows in the front row of the skirt was the opening to untie the skirt. It took her half a day to find these buttons and half a day to button them back.

And the skirt is really long. After she put it on, she even reached the ground. If she didn't have to lift a skirt, she couldn't walk at all, and the high-heeled shoes on her feet. After putting it on, Zhang Xiaoxiao finally understood why someone would say that a woman wearing high-heeled shoes is looking for guilt for herself.

Originally, high school students like her usually wear thick soled muffin shoes at most. Where have they tried such high and thin shoes, so that Zhang Xiaoxiao has the illusion that he will fall down the next second every step of the way.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's Pink mouth pouted slightly because of dissatisfaction. He finally walked out of the woods. However, he saw Chen Ou come out and didn't speak. He just stared at her.

Zhang Xiaoxiao frowned suspiciously and walked into Chen ou. She still stood there without response“ Hi? What's the matter with you? " Zhang Xiaoxiao reached out and waved in front of Chen ou, trying to show her a look at herself.

"Ah? Oh... "Chen Ou looked back and swallowed the saliva that almost flowed just now. She scratched her head a little embarrassed. She was too worthless. She was with Chen Xiaoxiao every day. As a result, she almost drooled just now.

However, Xiaoxiao's dress is really... Beautiful.

"Xiaoxiao, did you look at yourself in the mirror?" Chen Ou looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao from top to bottom with amazing eyes, and his mouth uttered a TUT of praise.

Zhang Xiaoxiao turned his eyes helplessly: "my sister, this is in the garden. Where did you get the mirror to take a picture of me?"

Oh... It seems so. Chen Ou scratched his head and giggled twice.

"But do I look good?" Zhang Xiaoxiao was embarrassed to mention the skirt, made a circle in front of Chen ou and motioned her to give her evaluation. I don't know if uncle would like her dressed like this.

Chen Ou smacked his mouth again. It's amazing to describe it as good-looking. However, Chen Ou smiled badly. It's not good-looking. I'd better leave it to Ling Chen to evaluate later.

"Xiaoxiao, what should we do now?" Chen Ou coughed and cleverly changed the subject.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was really distracted by what Chen Ou said. He just patronized stinky beauty. Zhang Xiaoxiao frowned and looked around. It seemed that there were no more hints. Did Uncle intend to let her change her clothes and stand here all night to celebrate her birthday?

Zhang Xiaoxiao's mouth was in a mess in the wind. No, her uncle would not be so cruel.

In the distance came the sound of horse hoofs. From far to near, Zhang Xiaoxiao looked in the direction of the sound, and then opened his mouth wide.

This... This is a pumpkin car? Zhang Xiaoxiao whispered in surprise and ran to the car.

Uncle Rong sat at the door, holding the reins in his hand and controlling the two white horses. When he saw Zhang Xiaoxiao coming, he smiled and said, "come up, Miss Xiaoxiao. The young master is still waiting for you."

Zhang Xiaoxiao's heart jumped uncontrollably. Is uncle still waiting for her? Are there surprises waiting for her?

Without enough time to think, Zhang Xiaoxiao reached out and caught uncle Rong's outstretched hand. With one effort, he got on the carriage. Uncle Rong loosened the reins and whipped the white horse's ass with a whip: "drive."

The pumpkin car ran again.