Mu Xiaoyan pointed her fingers at the picture of a charming man in a pink dress, and said with a smile: "I like this one, it looks so pretty, what do you think?"

Huangfu Xijue frowned slightly, his thin lips trembled inadvertently, is this little woman sure she likes this type?

He was very happy at the moment when the stylist dressed him up. She would definitely like it, after all, this is her favorite type.

He looked in the mirror confidently, and walked out of the room after making sure it was correct.

Mu Xiaoyan leaned back on the chair bored, tasting the milk tea he ordered for her, stirring gently in the cup with the small spoon in her hand.

Turn your head.

"Pfft..." The milk tea that she had just swallowed was spurted out by her laughing, and all of it splashed on the carpet.

Huangfu Xijue himself belongs to that kind of masculine man. Now he is wearing a pink skirt and heavy makeup on his face. He is indescribably human... demon...

He didn't understand why she laughed, was it because she liked it very much?

The skirt greatly restricted his gait, so he had to take small steps towards her, and it was his small steps that made the twisting of the hips seem bigger...

Mu Xiaoyan laughed again, and the hearty voice reached Huangfu Xijue's ears.

"Xiaoyan, do you like it?" Huangfu Xijue walked around in a circle confidently, and asked Mu Xiaoyan if he liked it or not.

Mu Xiaoyan nodded vigorously, and said cheerfully: "I like it, I like it very much, you look much better than usual now, I hope you can dress like this every day."

It would be best to be able to walk around the street dressed like this, the exposure rate must be greater than that of celebrities...

Hearing that Mu Xiaoyan said he liked it, Huangfu Xijue felt so happy, he walked up to her happily, embraced her domineeringly as usual, and said generously: "Just as long as you like it." .”

This was the first time he heard her say that he liked him from her mouth.

If she really likes it, he can actually bear the awkwardness for a while.

"Huangfu Xijue, can you go around a few more times? Walk from here to there." Mu Xiaoyan said to him with a smile on her face, her eyes were indescribably soft.

Seeing her like this, Huangfu Xijue felt beautiful in his heart, and his actions did not pass through his brain at all, so he nodded to her and agreed.

His 1.9-meter tall man stepped on five or six centimeter high heels. He walked around on the spot very awkwardly, and showed off in the living room like a catwalk model, and finally walked to Mu Xiaoyan's. Next to ask for credit.

"I didn't expect, so you like such a man?" If he knew that he could make her like him by dressing like this, he would have worn it long ago.

Mu Xiaoyan's face that was about to freeze from laughing suddenly changed expression, looked at him seriously, nodded solemnly, and replied: "Well, I really like you wearing it like this."

Huangfu Xijue foolishly hugged Mu Xiaoyan into his arms, lowered his head with a smirk and lightly pecked her lips: "Then next...do you want to satisfy me..."

He really hasn't touched her for a long time.

As a result, he sprained his foot as soon as he took a step while holding her, and the two of them fell to the ground magnificently.

One side of Huangfu Xijue's ankle was swollen high, and he had no choice but to carry Mu Xiaoyan away, so she had to help him up.

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