Endless Pampering Only For You

Han Yuexiu said, "I don't need you to go to the sword mountain, nor do you need to go to the sea of ​​fire."

He was just worried that she would be bored and uncomfortable.

Han Qiqing put a small face on his arm, like a well-behaved cat.

He said, "Will you try a dress?"

Han Qiqing said immediately.

She carried her gown and leaped into the bathroom.

Han Yuexiu looked at her back.

After a while, Han Qiqing put on her skirt, clutched the corner of the skirt, and walked out in a beautiful manner.

She circled in front of him and asked, "Does it look good?"

Han Yue Xiu said without hesitation, "It looks good."

Of course it looks good.

Han Qiqing was very happy. She looked in the mirror in the toilet. Although she could only see the upper body, the style of the skirt was simple and generous, and the color was very pure.

"I also look good!" She said in a clear voice.

After trying it on, she was ready to go into the bathroom and change it back.

Han Yuexiu took her hand. "Wait a minute, you haven't got a dress on."

"where?"

Han Qiqing was puzzled, looked down and looked at himself up and down, but found no problem.

"Here." Han Yuexiu pointed to her chest.

Han Qiqing froze, "here?"

She lowered her head in puzzlement, but found nothing wrong.

Han Yuexiu responded softly, "Yes."

He walked up to her, reached out and picked up the tassels hanging on both sides, tightened on her chest and tied a bow.

Only then did Han Qiqing find out that this was to be tied like this.

This tie tightened her chest, accentuated her breast shape, and added a little bit of woman's **** to this dress.

Han Qiqing was amazed. "Good-looking!"

The style was so good, I didn't expect such a finishing touch.

Han Yuexiu said quietly, "This is all right, you can show me a circle."

Han Qiqing clutched the skirt and turned around, and there was one more.

He nodded, looking satisfied.

"This skirt really suits you."

Han Qiqing smiled and said, "This is your vision."

Han Yuexiu smiled slightly.

Han Qiqing added cheekily, "So ah, what you see best is to see me!"

Han Yuexiu smiled deeper.

She jokes, which means that she doesn't care about DNA.

That's fine.

Han Qiqing suddenly thought of a question, "It seems that there are no shoes? Didn't you buy shoes?"

She rummaged through a bunch of shopping bags and finally found a bag that she had ignored.

The cuboid is obviously a shoe box.

Han Qiqing took out her shoes, not very high heels, about five centimeters, within her acceptable range.

The shoes are white and look good.

Han Qiqing sat on the sofa and wanted to try it on.

"I'm coming." Han Yuexiu said suddenly and took the high heels in her hands.

He knelt in front of her on one knee, holding her foot in one hand, and slipping the shoe into her foot with the other.

Her feet are small, fair-skinned, and her little girl looks cute.

Han Qiqing looked at him with shame.

After putting on one, he put her feet on the carpet.

Han Qiqing looked down and thought that this white looks good.

"Why do you pick so much?"

Moreover, she was just right in the size.

When Han Yuexiu helped her to wear one, Han Qiqing stood up.

She smiled and said, "I'm better for you, right?"

Han Yuexiu stood up, but shook his head and said, "No, we don't deserve height. It's everything."

Everything we have is the best match.