Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Because I don't know what style Rong Huang likes, the studio sent several pieces specially, let Rong Huang choose.

These dresses have different styles, but they are all equally exquisite and gorgeous.

Rong Huang chose to choose, and finally chose a short short black dress with a backless back.

At that time, Chi Temple was called out by a phone call, and he didn't see the style of the little dress.

When he hung up the phone and came in, he happened to see the little girl walking out in her dress.

The front of the little dress skirt is quite conservative, only a slender collarbone can be seen vaguely, and the two slender arms are white and clear.

As soon as Chisi gave a satisfied smile, the little girl turned around.

Chi Temple...The smile on Chi Temple's face gradually disappeared.

It turns out that the highlight of this little dress is at the back.

Most of the back design is hollowed out, crossed by black strings, and finally tied into a beautiful bow at the waist.

The little girl is beautiful, and her skin is even better.

The milky white skin looks fairer against the black, and the two butterfly bones down the shoulders have a delicate skinny beauty.

People can't help but want to step forward and hold it in their palms.

Play one or two.

The man's dark eyes suddenly sank and became terrible.

The people who had been immersed in the awe at Rong Huang seemed to perceive the coldness radiating from Chi Temple, and they withdrew their gazes, staring down at their toes.

The little girl who was born with a child didn't realize this at all, and flew to the Chi Temple like a clever butterfly.

"Chichi, do you think I am beautiful?"

Rong Huang carried the skirt and turned around, tilted his head and looked at Chi Temple, with anticipation in his eyes.

Chisi remembered that he had just made Rong Huang irritated a few days ago, and finally coaxed him, but now he dare not provoke Rong Huang easily.

"It looks good, but I think it would be better to add another shawl."

Chisi's eyes swept across the row of dresses, picked up a white shawl, and lightly put it on Rong Huang's shoulder.

"I think it looks better this way."

Chi Si looked at the very tight back that was hidden in the mirror behind the little girl, and finally smiled with satisfaction.

Rong Huang looked down at the soft shawl, feeling like a middle-aged aunt.

"This is only worn by mothers, I don't want it, I just want a beautiful little skirt." Rong Huang wanted to tear off the shawl as he said.

How could Chi Temple let Rong Huang succeed, holding the little girl's hand.

"I think it's so good-looking, it doesn't look old at all." Chi Si rubbed Rong Huang's curled hair, raised his eyes and looked at the people over there, "You said, right?"

Feeling the terrible power of Voldemort, those people nodded and said yes.

"Yes, yes, Miss Rong looks beautiful in this way, even more beautiful than before."

Rong Huang was half-believing, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Really?"

An unpredictable smile appeared at the corner of Chisi's mouth, and the tone became more gentle, "Yes, my cub is the most beautiful."

The little girl turned to look in the mirror, and under the bewilderment of Chi Temple, she also felt that she was pretty good.

Rong Huang raised his chin and spoke softly, "Since you all said that, let's just use this one."

Staff: "..." Ms. Rong always feels a bit pitiful.

Seeing that the staff was still there, Chi Temple looked at those people with cold eyes, "Just this one."

"Okay, okay." The staff hurriedly stepped forward and praised Rong Huang, "Miss Rong is naturally beautiful, and this dress seems to be tailor-made for you."

"As the saying goes, people depend on clothes, this is the reverse of Miss Rong."