The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

In the small reception room on the first floor of the manor, a young woman with golden curly hair, gorgeous clothes and a plump figure, rested her left elbow on the armrest of the sofa, leaned to the left, and put her right hand on her round thigh outside her hip-hugging short skirt; without words, her charming and seductive feminine charm was easily revealed by her sitting posture.

The woman lowered her eyes to look at the phone on her lap, which was reporting entertainment gossip:

"...Ah~! Hei Huo Mian personally opened the car door for that beautiful lady and raised his hands to protect her head~!"

"Can you see it? Can you see it?! Hei Huo Mian is smiling, smiling! Smiling at that beautiful lady!!"

The woman's long fingers painted with wine-red nail polish were curled into fists in anger, and she vaguely heard the voices of a man and a woman talking coming from outside the mansion:

"I don't care. Anyway, Hei Huo Mian, you still owe me three thousand ice creams, a total of five thousand two hundred."

"On the night of the Ghost Festival, who was it that offered me one thousand and one ice creams in exchange for my answer?"

"But you didn't answer me."

When the woman heard the number "5200", she stood up from the sofa in surprise and looked out of the window.

Two young men and women got out of Hei Huo Mian's car laughing and running into the mansion one after the other. The man was Hei Huo Mian.

The favored son of heaven, who has always been surrounded by assistants, secretaries and bodyguards, was holding a branded paper bag in his hand for the first time, looking like a filial boyfriend or husband who had just returned from shopping with his girlfriend or wife.

Before the woman could see clearly the brand shopping paper bag in Hei Huomian's hand, she was caught up by the little girl and the bag was snatched away.

"If my salary isn't enough to pay, I'll just use my credit card! It has to be my money anyway!"

"I told you I'll give them to you, but one of them has to be mine."

"That belongs to me alone, I won't give it to you! No way!"

"Tsk, are you really not negotiating? You're so greedy to use two cups by yourself~!"

The flirtatious conversation between Hei Huo Mian and Bai Shui Ru did not stop until Uncle Nan stepped forward and cleared his throat to remind them:

"Master, Miss Taylor delivered your dress personally."

When Hei Huomian looked at Taylor following Uncle Nan's gesture, his gentle smile instantly changed into a cold and distant look, and he greeted him politely and indifferently:

"Hello, Miss Taylor."

Taylor stepped forward with a smile on her face, wearing high heels, but immediately took two steps back subconsciously because of the cold face of the man she liked.

She calmed herself down, smiled charmingly, and explained:

"Huo Mian, I specially sent the dress here early for you to try on. Although I am very aware of your body size, I still want you to be more perfect for your mother's dinner party."

Taylor finished speaking and glared at the green and innocent Bai Shuiru provocatively.

Bai Shuiru frowned subconsciously, and while Hei Huomian wasn't paying attention, she pouted and snatched the shopping bag from him again.

Humph! A random man!

Designers know your body size very well!

Hei Huo Mian noticed the displeasure of the little girl beside him, turned to her, and smiled gently:

"This is my dress designer, Taylor."

Taylor didn't wait for Hei Huo Mian to introduce the girl to him, so he raised his voice to try to get Hei Huo Mian's attention:

"Huo Mian, I'd better measure your size again myself so that the dress can fit better."

Taylor took out a tape measure from her bag and twisted her hips as she walked towards Heihuo Mian. Suddenly, she let out a charming cry and staggered towards the man, pressing her breasts, which were so full that they almost burst through her thin shirt, into the target's chest.

Taylor deliberately twisted his upper body and licked his lips in ecstasy, but was interrupted by a young woman's soft but mocking voice:

"Miss Taylor? Wake up, wake up!"

Taylor opened his eyes slowly and reluctantly, and blinked seductively before he could see clearly that he was pressed against Bai Shuiru.

"why you?!"

Taylor glared at Bai Shuiru in shock and anger, then provocatively nudged Bai Shuiru with her chest, then twisted her body and sat back on the sofa, still in her signature seductive sitting posture.

Hei Huomian had a sarcastic and smug smile on his face. He put his hands on Bai Shuiru's shoulders and pulled her back to his side.

"Don't bother Miss Taylor. I have a personal assistant."

As Hei Huomian spoke, he reached out and grasped Bai Shuiru's wrist, not giving the two women a chance to refute, and pulled the little girl upstairs.

Uncle Nan followed into the Heihuo Mian cloakroom holding a gift box containing a dress, and handed Bai Shuiru a measurement form and a tape measure.

In the cloakroom, Hei Huo Mian took off his shirt and said:

"Tell Taylor that this is the last time I will work with her. I'm sure my mother won't want to see her at her birthday party."

Uncle Nan heard this and nodded in agreement:

“It was a very wise decision.”

"What are you standing there for? It's work time now."

Outside the cloakroom, Bai Shuiru stood properly, staring at the items that needed to be measured in the form with wide eyes, swallowed his saliva, and after half a minute, he responded in a whisper:

"Boss, but I'm not very good at measuring."

Amid the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, Hei Huomian spoke in a serious but slightly amusing voice:

"You want me to teach you again, Boss. What should I do, Bai Shuiru? I suddenly want to deduct your salary."

"No, no, no, I'll measure it, I can't measure it~!"

Bai Shuiru immediately became fully alert and stopped abruptly after taking just one step.

"come on in!"

"I, I'm coming in!"

Bai Shuiru greeted him loudly and walked into the cloakroom with her eyes closed.

"Do you need me to teach you to open your eyes when you walk?"

"Well, are you dressed?" the little girl asked in a low voice.

“It’s not like you haven’t seen it.”

"I don't...have k..."

The little girl subconsciously denied it quickly, but her face turned red quietly because the image of Hei Huo Mian's strong chest and proud eight-pack abdominal muscles suddenly flashed through her mind.

"come over."

"How about it?"

Hei Huomian put his right hand in his trouser pocket, looked at the little girl, and waited for her comment on his new dress.

The retro medieval European black tuxedo three-piece suit, especially the waist-hugging design of the jacket, fully outlines the man's tall and superior figure, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

"Very, very good."

Bai Shuiru quickly glanced at the man and quickly lowered her head to avoid the corner of his lips that seemed to be slightly raised.

She could even see through her sunglasses, the meaningful and playful smile in his dark blue eyes.

Hei Huomian looked down at the dress and began to take off his tuxedo.

"Except for her design talent, there is nothing else that impresses me."

While Hei Huomian turned around to change out of her dress, Bai Shuiru quickly turned around and took the tape measure and placed it from her back to her chest.

Oh my goodness, that Ms. Taylor has some great breasts!

Bai Shuiru looked at the huge gap between her own estimated chest size and the other person's, and shook her head in self-mockery.

Bai Shuiru, even if you save wool for ten years, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach that size.

“For me, the best is the right one.”

Hearing the faint but sincere smile from the man behind her, the little girl exclaimed "Ah" in confusion.

When she came to her senses, she immediately felt a "boom" in her head. The blood had already rushed from her neck to her head. She took a step forward and wanted to escape.

"Where are you going? It's work time~!"

"Whoa whoa."

A humble worker had no choice but to stamp his feet stiffly, turn around, lower his head and approach his boss like a well-behaved and cute little lamb, and look at the first item on the form.

"Boss, how tall are you?"

"186.6 centimeters."

Hei Huomian was about to button the first button of his shirt, but he raised his eyes and glanced at the little girl, then dropped his hand to the third button.

“Pay attention to work efficiency.”

He curled his lips in a rare expression of impatience.

"I don't want that person to stay in my house any longer."

"When I order custom-made clothes, it's always a male assistant who takes my measurements. No woman has ever approached me."

Bai Shuiru's lips unconsciously curled up slightly when she heard that. She took a deep breath and suppressed her smile, then she walked around to the man with a tape measure.

Hei Huomian picked up the form from the island cabinet beside him and looked at the next item:

"Neck circumference."

Hei Huomian saw the little girl standing on tiptoe and shakily reaching out to put the tape measure around her neck. He quickly straightened the corners of his lips and reminded her:

"Don't measure your Adam's apple."

As the man smiled softly, Bai Shuiru felt that she could feel the slight vibration coming from his neck through the measuring tape. Her cheeks immediately turned red and she stamped her feet and shouted:

"Why are you so tall? Can't you just bend over..."

Before she could finish her words, the man had already bent down towards her, his slightly hot breath accidentally brushing her cheek, and even slightly lifting a strand of hair at her temples.

"Men, how can you bend so easily?"

The man watched her loosen the tape measure and hurriedly took a pen to record on the form. He immediately stood as usual and slightly raised his right arm.

"Sleeve Length."

"Sleeve fat."

Every time the man calmly read out the parts that needed to be measured according to the size chart, the girl's face turned redder.

"chest circumference."

Bai Shuiru dropped her pen, turned around and was about to walk to Hei Huomian, but she couldn't help but panic and tripped over his instep.

She lost her balance and was about to fall sideways when the man's strong arm crossed across her waist to support her. Her eyes uncontrollably met the faint cleavage of his chest visible through his shirt.

The contrast between the ink-colored shirt and the tight wheat-colored skin further highlights the clarity and difference of the muscle lines.

"You can be distracted even when I'm in front of you?"

The man's warning words, the warm breath mixed with the usual fragrance of sandalwood on his body, all domineeringly enveloped her.

"No, I didn't."

The girl denied it with a slightly blushing face, broke free from the man's arms and stood up straight, letting him take the tape measure and carefully keeping a distance.

Bai Shuiru leaned towards Heihuomian to retract the measuring tape, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the man's arms slightly raised to cooperate with her.

Why do I suddenly have the illusion that he is going to hug me?

Her face quickly turned redder, and she hesitated for a few seconds before reading the tape measure:

"1, 1, 105."

"It is best to be able to slide with two fingers."

"My fingers?"

"otherwise?"

The girl swallowed her saliva and tried to put her left index and middle fingers into the tape measure. However, her right fingers lost their balance and the tape measure fell to the side of the man's leg like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

She took a deep breath and had to hold her breath to measure her chest again before hurriedly recording the number. Hei Huo Mian then read out the name of the next data:

"Hip."

Hips...

Bai Shuiru bent down and lowered her head, swallowed subconsciously, reached out to Heihuomian's back to grab the other end of the tape measure, looked through it, and dragged the tape measure towards the most protruding part of the other person's buttocks.

It seemed that the tailoring of the trousers worn by Hei Huo Mian was particularly superior, making them look particularly round and full, which was enviable.

How come I never noticed that Hei Huo Mian's butt is so perky? !

Bai Shuiru turned her head to look at her buttocks in dissatisfaction, frowning her beautiful eyebrows.

Hei Huomian watched the little girl carefully pinch the tape measure with her fingertips, her face slightly red as she read the number, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of her lips, and asked:

"Is your hip circumference also 97?"

“No~!”

"Upper crotch. Measure from the right side of the waist, just above the hip bone, 4 cm upwards, to the base of the thigh."

Following the man's instructions, the girl looked directly into the measuring range on his body as he squatted down.

"Straight crotch. Measure from the center of the top edge of the back trousers to the top of the front trouser edge."

"The crotch is the circumference of the thigh root."

She swallowed and shakily put the tape measure around Heihuo Mian's thigh, but was careful not to let the tape measure stick too close to his thigh.

"Tighten the tape measure and measure from the top of the thigh."

"Hei Huomian, did you do this on purpose?!" The little girl finally got angry and stomped her feet again.

"Bai Shuiru, what are you thinking about during work hours?"

The man reminded her in the clearest possible manner, but when the girl bit her lower lip and squatted down to try to measure, her hand bent upward in an extremely smooth arc.

After measuring and filling in all the data on the form, Bai Shuiru let out a long sigh and sat down on the ground. Only then did he realize that although the air-conditioning temperature in the room was suitable, his back and forehead were already covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Now you have all my data, so don't betray me!"

Bai Shuiru got up in anger and walked towards the door.

"Black! Fire! Mian! You're sleeping alone tonight! No, you go back to your room tonight, no!"

The girl realized that no matter what she said, it would cause misunderstanding. She became anxious and her face turned red. She quickly ran back to the man and stomped hard on his instep.

"Ah~! You murdered your dear boss~! I'm going to deduct your ice cream!"

"Go ahead if you want to, who cares!"

Hei Huomian shouted loudly until the little girl slammed the door and left her bedroom. Then he sat down on the sofa, holding his right foot.

It hurts, it really hurts!

Uncle Nan responded to the host's summons and teleported into the cloakroom to get the form. When he went downstairs and walked into the small living room, he ran into Taylor flirting with a young male servant who was changing her hot tea.

Taylor calmly released his grip on the butler's trouser leg, took the form and put it in the folder.

"Butler, I will stay here for two or three days during my lady's banquet. Please arrange a room for me; I want one that overlooks the garden."

"Miss Taylor." Uncle Nan bowed respectfully and replied apologetically:

"You see, I am old, and I forgot to tell Miss Taylor:

The invitations to the Madam's dinner party were distributed the day before yesterday, and every guest who received the invitation has replied to us."

"Distributed?! I haven't received it yet!"

Uncle Nan kept his professional smile and nodded:

"If I remember correctly, there will be a fashion week in Liyonu at the same time. The young master has always been grateful and guilty for Miss Taylor's dedication to serving him in dresses. He thinks that if your work can be widely loved by others, it can better reflect your value."

"This is from the young master, thanking you for designing a dress for him over the past three years."

Taylor angrily snatched the check from Uncle Nan's hand, walked around him and twisted his way towards the door, but he turned his head and fell heavily to the ground.

Uncle Nan arranged everything over the phone. After watching the ambulance take the screaming Taylor away, he turned around with a worried look on his face and looked upstairs at the mansion.

This guy is easy to deal with, but I'm afraid the young master won't be able to appease Miss Bai so quickly.