Priceless Baby’s Super Daddy

Joe Ruo’s performance is very dogleg.

She had to ask clearly, or else he followed him and was really guilty.

Feng Yunan did not speak, but went to the store where she bought the suit last time.

When Joe saw him walking in, he instantly stole the dog. Did he choose this store because she bought this brand of clothes for Mu Yunli?

Does he have to wear a few thousand dollars?

I really didn't guess her. After the man entered the store, he went to the sofa and told the servant to order Joe Ruo. "You go to choose me."

If you choose, you can choose, isn’t it just picking clothes?

Joe Ruoyi turned around in a dazzling array of clothing stores, his fingers gently licking through rows of neat hangers, and finally fell on one of the burgundy suit jackets and picked them out.

"Mr. Feng, why not try this one?"

Feng Yu Nan vista came over and found that she chose to be a wine red, subconsciously licking a thick black brow.

His clothes are almost all dark and dark black, never passing through other colors.

Now let him try this color, his heart instinctively contradicts.

"Try it, Mr. Feng, I think this is pretty good."

Joe Ruo continued to do his ideological work. In fact, she deliberately chose bright colors.

It is because men usually have dark clothes, and now she picks up individual colors to make fun of him.

Seeing him eating a sly look, she secretly snickered in her heart.

Seeing that he always refused to get up and try on clothes, Joe Ruo’s **** eyes swayed and turned, deliberately saying,

"If you don't try it, I will recommend Mr. Mu next time. I think his effect on wearing the body should not be bad."

In a word, just a word, the success of the radical will seal the Yunan.

The clothes that Joe Ruo selected, he tried!

Even if he can't wear it, he buys it back and never let Mu Yunli get it.

When Joao took his hand, he looked up and found that the man had already taken the burgundy coat and put it on.

There was a very handsome and handsome man in the mirror. The man was tall and straight, and the burgundy suit fits well to outline his perfect waist and streamline.

The temperament has changed, giving people a completely different feeling.

The last second, he is like a dark night Shura, deep, mysterious, unfathomable.

Now he, Fengshen Junyi, adds a touch of charm, more energetic.

In the eyes of Qiao Ruoyan, he couldn't help but erect a thumb and make a flattering in time. "Wow, Mr. Feng is a natural clothes rack. This dress is very good."

"Really?"

"Of course it is true, don't believe you can ask other people."

Joe Ruoyi pointed to the female clerk next to them and found that they were all peeking at the seal of the South, all cheeks red, and the heart was straight.

And whispering, saying that he wears this handsome.

Feng Yunan looked at himself in the mirror, very unaccustomed, but it is undeniable, her eyes are really very good, the style and color chosen are very suitable for him.

Joe Ruo knows that his exclusive favorite is the handmade high-end custom "Shaoke White" series, it is difficult to see the finished cheap goods, so ask, "Mr. Feng, or you look at the other?"

"No need to."

Sealing the faint refusal of the South, and again, "Help me choose a tie."

Joe Ruoqiang obeyed and helped the man pick a tie with the same color and bright colors.

"Try this one!"

Joe Ruoqiang asked Feng Yunan to bow slightly and then personally tie him.

I used to work in other clothing stores, so it’s just a piece of cake for her.