She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

After some dressing up, the young man was really radiant, so fascinating that people couldn't turn their eyes away, but he didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Oh, Mr. Lang is really a man from heaven." The modeling boy was full of praise.

The boss felt his heart beating faster, and he praised foolishly: "Lang Jun is really a little fairy, ah, no, little fairy boy."

"Cough..." Jiang Ru coughed reservedly, and pretended to accuse, "Vulgar."

vulgar? The boy and the boss looked confused—what vulgarity is this beautiful man talking about?

Li Yaoche pursed his lips and smiled, this little Duanxiu was too narcissistic. He understood it, and praised: "Qiu Shui is the flesh and jade is the bone, Furong is the **** and the ice is the heart."

Jiang Ru smiled and said: "Erlang is right."

Boy: "..."

boss:"…"

Only then did the master and the servant come to their senses. Do you think this handsome gentleman thinks that they are not boastful enough? ! !

The beauty in Jiang Ru's heart, she straightened her waist and posed like a noble lady, raised and lowered her feet, and ended up... stepping on the hem of her skirt!

I'm so crazy! !

Jiang Ru turned pale with shock and fell forward. Li Yaoche's complexion changed, and he rushed forward with a vigorous step and hugged Xiao Duanxiu into his arms.

A strong masculine aura rushed towards her face, and Jiang was bumping wildly like a deer. She quickly got up and thanked her, her cheeks were so red that she was bleeding—how embarrassing it was to fail to pretend!

On that side, Li Yaoche frowned and his face was full of doubts. He touched his flat and hard chest, and felt even more confused, so he stretched out his hand towards Xiao Duanxiu's chest...

Jiang Ruzheng was so embarrassed that she couldn't help but saw a salty pig's trotter approaching her chest. She quickly grabbed the hand and said in shock, "What are you doing?!"

Li Yaoche said doubtfully, "Jiang Ru, you are so soft."

what? ! Jiang Ru was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was saying that her chest was soft, and her cheeks flushed red and then turned white!

Ruined!

She didn't use a bodice!

Isn't it a revelation now? !

Jiang Ru turned pale in shock, and was thinking about how to explain this, when the boss suddenly said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, sir, this Ru skirt is specially designed with a padded design, so it feels soft when hugged."

"Cushion?!" Jiang Ru was dumbfounded.

"Cushion?" Li Yaoche looked confused.

The boss had an old driver's expression on his face, and said with a sinister smile: "When a beautiful woman is in his arms, it is natural to have warm and fragrant nephrite jade. Otherwise, some girls are too thin, and hugging them is like two pieces of wood colliding. Panic!

"In view of the customer experience, our store specially launched a cushion model. I was a little skeptical about the effect of this cushion, but it turned out that even this handsome gentleman could be hugged and soft when wearing it. It seems that this cushion is thick and well-designed. Just right!"

Jiang Ru was in a complicated mood, although she was secretly glad that she didn't have to make excuses - but she bet a dime, what Li Yaoche really felt was her real self, not this thin cushion! Ahhh! It's so embarrassing to think about it!

"Hey, this dress is nice." A cold and charming woman's voice suddenly sounded, with a rather arrogant tone.

Jiang Ru took a look - a few steps away, stood a tall woman, wearing a fiery red pomegranate skirt, with gorgeous makeup, and her red lips were all kinds of amorous feelings.

At this time, the woman was looking at Jiang Ru with a proud face, as if she was looking at a humble ant.