Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!Every year Ting has been tired of such praise since he was little, and he was unimpressed to look at the clothing store for a few moments. It is quite large. There are two couples in it picking clothes. He thought about it and turned his head back to Lausanne. , "You help me pick it."

"We need a brown suit," Lausanne said with a smile.

"Yes, wait."

The clerk quickly took out three brown suits of different styles, and Lausanne picked one of them.

Ting enters the locker room and puts it on. It is obviously thousands of pieces of clothing, but it is expensive to wear on him.

"It looks good, just like a star magazine," the clerk patted on the fart.

Ting ignored her every year and walked long legs straight in front of Lausanne. "How."

"Handsome," Lausanne nodded.

The average annual Ting is not satisfied, "Is there any other adjective?"

Lausanne looked at his sullen look and continued to praise daringly, "Handsome, elegant, calm, gentleman, personable, Yushu Linfeng, outstanding temperament, old age, are you still satisfied?"

"Did I wear this suit so good-looking," Ting Ting looked at herself a few times, and didn't expect that she was so perfect in her eyes, "Yes, then buy this one, you pay."

"..."

Lausanne walked silently towards the cash register. When he paid, a male guest on the side suddenly whispered to his girlfriend: "I'll say, a handsome man must be kept by someone. Look, buy clothes. It’s all women who pay."

The average Ting that followed him just heard this, his eyes sinking and stepped forward, suddenly grabbing Lausanne's shoulder.

Lausanne's body was stiff, and he hadn't reacted yet. The man's deep and charming voice came from his ear. "Wife, thank you for buying me clothes. In the future, my salary card will be handed over to you every month as before."

"Nian..." Lausanne covered her black thread, just opened her mouth, and a long fingertip lightly touched her thin lips.

"Okay, don't touch it anymore. You are my wife. This is what I should do. You only need to give me a thousand yuan of gas per month. I don't need any other expenses." Ting's handsome lips hung with gentle smiles that could seduce the dead, and those deep eyes said the same.

Lausanne was a little speechless, didn't the person on the side say a few words, are you so real, in order to cooperate with him, she can only reply daringly: "Her husband, you are so nice."

The soft and soft "husband" seems to have the end of Wu Nong's soft words.

Ting was numb in his heart every year. I didn't expect this woman to call her "husband" to be so tender and sweet as honey.

If she reached the bed, she hooked her neck and wondered what it was like.

Just thinking about it, he would get hot.

"Look at how good her husband is to her." The woman next door looked envious and pinched her husband's arm in annoyance. "The salary cards are all in her hands. The cost is only one per month. Thousands of dollars, the key is to look handsome and to have a perfect figure. You are so tall that they can’t even match one person’s legs, and they are taller than him. They also spend a lot of money. They don’t pay a few dollars a month. You’re a typical jealous and sloppy, you’re too lazy to buy clothes with you. I’m angry when I see you.”

The woman turned her head and left.

"Hey, wife, you wait for me," the man glared fiercely at Ting Wan, and quickly followed.