Chapter 455
Outside the locker room, Shen Yan looked at the closed door, but couldn't help but mutter inside.

"Little Cotton, do you want to think again? The evening dresses in my collection are all exquisite, and every one of them is absolutely beautiful."

Shen Yan talked for a long time, but Jiang Mianmian inside did not respond, and turned to look at Fu Jinhan.

"Fu Jinhan, you really don't want to persuade Little Cotton? Those skirts are all beautiful, why are you wearing men's clothes?"

"As long as she is happy." Fu Jinhan said coldly, which directly ended Shen Yan's thoughts.

"Ow."

Shen Yan looked at Fu Jinhan's gentle eyes and doting tone, covered his heart and let out a scream, feeling that he was forcibly fed another mouthful of dog food.

Outside the locker room, Shen Yan waited anxiously while walking back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"Why don't you come out yet? Fu Jinhan, that men's suit is a bit complicated to wear. Are you sure Xiaomian can do it alone?"

"Is there anyone else who can go in and help her?" Fu Jin coldly lost his eyes.

In Shen Yan's villa, from the driver to the housekeeper are all men, not even a member of the opposite sex.

"Hey, although I can't go in, isn't there still you? Little Cotton has been in for so long, do you want to go and see?"

When Shen Yan was speaking, he smirked and winked at Fu Jinhan.

Fu Jinhan's eyes darkened, and a dangerous aura emanated from his whole body, and he said coldly, "Can you shut up?"

"Fu Jinhan, don't be angry. Tsk tsk tsk, no way, you and Little Mianmian are already adults, yet you're still so pure?"

Shen Yan suddenly exclaimed as if he had discovered some shocking news.

After being shocked, he nodded again: "But it's true, you have been single for so many years, and it's normal for you to have no experience."

When Shen Yan said this, he looked at Fu Jinhan's face with a playful expression: "Little Mianmian is not an ordinary girl, you have to work hard."

"Aren't you bored and looking for something exciting?" Fu Jinhan raised his hand coldly and took a saber from the wall.

"Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong, can't I say I was wrong?"

Shen Yan quickly raised his hands to admit defeat, looking at the slightly shaking sword tip in Fu Jinhan's hand, his small face turned pale.

If he remembered correctly, Fu Jinhan had won a silver medal in fencing, but he couldn't beat him, so he was afraid.

Just when Shen Yan conceded defeat, Fu Jinhan suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the locker room.

The door of the dressing room was pushed open, and Jiang Mianmian, wearing a handsome black aristocratic suit, strode outside.

"How is it, does it look good?"

As soon as Jiang Mianmian walked out, she raised her head excitedly, and looked at Fu Jinhan and Shen Yan.

I saw that she was wearing a pure black tight-fitting dress. The upper body was a short vintage vest, which was tailored to accentuate the waistline. The lower body was tight-fitting trousers of the same color and paired with slender black leather boots.

Outside the dress, she wore a handsome black cloak, fastened to her chest with a golden brooch.

Jiang Mianmian didn't have any decorations all over her body, except for a silver saber by her side.

Although the suit she chose was not as gorgeous as Fu Jinhan and Shen Yan's, it was very crisp and neat, and her whole body exuded a sense of handsomeness and ease.

(End of this chapter)

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