Candy Marriage

After saying this, Qu Qing's face turned red, and he buried his head so low that he had no face to look at Yan Yizheng.

Yan Yizheng was also stunned. It took him a few seconds to react before he finally couldn't help but raise his hand against his thin lips and lower his head to laugh.

"I thought it was because of something." He looked down at the blushing little woman in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curved in a playful way. "Why, do you want me to help you out?"

Hearing this, Qu Qing's face turned even redder.

"No need!" She broke away from yan yizheng's hand and wanted to go upstairs in a panic, but she didn't want Yan Yizheng to grab her wrist again.

"What are you running for?" Yan Yizheng lowered his head and leaned closer to the little woman's red earlobe. "You touched it, and you're afraid I'll see it?"

Yan Yizheng's words were tinged with a low smile, and Qu Qing's body was trembling with excitement. He couldn't help but raise his head abruptly with a slight anger in his eyes. "Yan Yizheng, don't talk nonsense!"

Qu Qing was really a little angry now, but at this moment, her small face was flushed and her eyes were moist from her anxiety, so not only was she not threatening, but she looked a little coquettish.

Yan Yizheng suddenly felt his throat tighten.

"Okay." Worried that Qu Qing was really angry, Yan Yizheng put away his teasing tone. "I promise I'll unbutton it for you. I won't look at anything else, okay?"

Qu Qing's face was still flushed, but there was still a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.

"Okay." She raised her head and agreed, but she did not forget to warn her immediately, "But Yan Yizheng, you have to promise me not to move."

Yan Yizheng looked at the little woman in her arms and tried to look serious. He couldn't help but laugh, but he continued to follow her words. "Okay, I won't mess around."

With this assurance from Yan Yizheng, Qu Qing finally relaxed a little and followed him upstairs.

When he came to the room and closed the door, Yan Yizheng leaned against the wall with his chest in his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "Take it off."

The two words were so direct that Qu Qing felt even more embarrassed.

She did not dare to look into Yan Yizheng's dark eyes, but turned around and gently unbuttoned her shirt.

For a moment, Yan Yizheng's eyes darkened.

But Qu Qing, who had his back to him, was completely unaware of the change in the man's expression. He just pulled his long hair away and said, "Okay, Yan Yizheng, you can unbutton this button for me."

Hearing Qu Qing's instructions, Yan Yizheng stood up and walked slowly behind Qu Qing.

An electric current came from her back, and Qu Qing felt a little stiff all over, but to hide her abnormality, she could only ask without saying anything, "That... Did I gain weight? Is that why the dress won't open?"

Yan Yizheng heard Qu Qing's question and lowered her eyes slightly. "It's not that people are fat, it's just that the meat is growing where it should be."

Qu qing, on the other hand, did not immediately respond to Yan Yizheng's words. She froze for a moment, her head humming, and her face turned red.

"Yan Yizheng!" She was about to get angry, but she didn't want Yan Yizheng to take a step back.

"Okay."

She immediately did not care to talk to yan yizheng and rushed into the bathroom to take a bath.

Just as Qu Qing walked into the bathroom to take a shower, Yan Yizheng wasn't in a hurry to leave either, but leaned against the door and casually said, "Qu Qing, you can't even wear your underwear now, can you?"

"Yes." Qu Qing in the bathroom answered and asked warily, "What do you want?"

Yan Yizheng outside couldn't help but laugh when he heard the guard in Qu Qing's voice.

This woman.

I'm really scared of him.

Yan Yizheng smiled helplessly, but did not pursue Qu Qing. Instead, he took out his cell phone, called one of his female secretaries, and said, "Ask the designer to prepare some underwear. Bring all the sizes. Um, women's underwear."

People like Yan Yizheng rarely go shopping. On the one hand, they have a lot of eyes, and on the other hand, they don't have time. Therefore, he had always had a buyer under him who specifically interacted with the top brands, and each time those brands were custom-made by new hands, they were first sent to his place of residence to provide him with personal selection.

Everyone under Yan Yizheng was extremely efficient. As soon as Qu Qing came out of the shower, a few saleswomen pushed a dozen pull hangers into her room.

Qu Qing was dumbfounded.

"What is this?"

"I'll choose for you." Yan Yizheng sat on the sofa in Qu Qing's room and used his cell phone to observe the stock price today. Without raising his head, he replied, "You ask them to give you a try. If you like anything, stay."

The shop assistant next to him came over warmly and smiled, "Hello, Miss Qu. Do you have any favorite brands or styles?"

Qu Qing regained his senses and said awkwardly, "Just simple."

"Okay." The shop assistant smiled even more enthusiastically. She quickly pulled out a dozen pieces from the sliding hanger behind her and made a gesture of invitation to Qu Qing. "Let me try these with you."

Qu Qing hesitated.

Qu Qing's room was the largest room in Yan Yizheng's villa besides his master room, so there was not only a bathroom but also a rather spacious cloakroom.

It was just that Qu Qing's clothes were so small that she put them down in a closet, so she rarely used this cloakroom.

The cloakroom was more than ten square meters with hangers on both sides and a large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the middle.

"Miss Qu, it's handmade. There's no sign outside, but it's custom-made by the european royal family. It's absolutely comfortable and very simple in design."

The moment Qu Qing put it on, the shop assistant next to her eyes lit up.

"Miss Qu, this one looks great on you!" She sighed.

This sentence was not flattery, but sincere emotion.

"Really?" But qu qing looked at herself in the mirror and hesitated. "But is the color exaggerated?"

"How could it be?" The shop assistant saw qu qing's hesitation and immediately said, "Well, I'll ask young master yan to take a look at it for you, okay?"

"Yan Yizheng?" Qu Qing froze and quickly stopped him. "No, don't show him. Hey, wait..."

She wanted to stop the saleswoman, but she didn't want her to be so quick that she couldn't wait to leave.

A few seconds later, the door to the cloakroom opened again and Yan Yizheng's slender figure came in.