I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 854: Dress up show, young body does not speak martial arts

Chen Chuan saw that He Jiaqiong and hers were so small and chatted a lot, so he simply didn't mix them.

"You two find a place to eat, I'll do some errands myself." Chen Chuan put the two of them out of the car and drove away by himself.

Considering that He Jiaqiong didn't have any money, Chen Chuan transferred 10,000 yuan to her Wechat to let her eat.

At the sales office.

Chen Chuan signed two contracts, one for house purchase and one for decoration.

The people from the renovation company are also there.

Afterwards, Chen Chuan got the house key and went to the Daping floor on the 39th floor of [Huaxi Center] with the decoration company. Negotiated on the style of decoration.

Chen Chuan finalized the style, Nordic minimalist style.

I have installed Chinese, new Chinese, pastoral, American, Mediterranean, modern, etc. before, this time I try a different style, minimalist. It is very simple to decorate with a sense of class, and it is also a technical job to spend money.

Chen Chuan read the case of the decoration team and let them do it with confidence.

It's lunchtime.

Chen Chuan went to eat by himself.

After dinner, he went back to the hotel and prepared to take a lunch break. Since he drove out to play, he has also been in a hurry, and the time management is too tight, especially yesterday.

Chen Chuan took a bath and asked Zhao Yunfei to call a SPA technician to give him a massage, and then fell asleep.

This sleep, sleep until the afternoon.

Until a knock is heard.

Chen Chuan woke up in a daze, went to open the door, and saw He Jiaqiong standing outside the door.

Her cheeks were flushed, as if she had been drinking.

"I'm here to get the clothes, are you sleeping?" He Jiaqiong asked.

Chen Chuan sent a message to Zhao Yunfei and asked her to send someone upstairs to get the car keys.

After a while, Zhao Yunfei ran up by herself, and Chen Chuan gave her the key. She ran downstairs? With a few employees? She picked up 70 clothes bags and put them on the living room carpet in the presidential suite.

Chen Chuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

He Jiaqiong stood there awkwardly. She took the initiative to say: "At noon? I used the 10,000 yuan you gave me to invite Huang Miaomiao to eat. It cost 800 yuan to eat Haidilao. There is still 9,200 yuan left."

"You take the flowers." Chen Chuan said, "Are you going home tomorrow? It's time for me to go too? Keep playing."

"Huh? Go home tomorrow." He Jiaqiong said, "Thank you for buying so many clothes. Hey, you haven't seen me try them on, do you want me to wear them for you?"

Chen Chuan check the time? It's 3:30 pm? "You don't mind wearing it. By the way, did you buy new underwear?"

"Hmm."

"You go take a shower, put on a new one, the old one... throw it away." Chen Chuan said.

"Okay, then wait for me? I'll take a shower first." He Jiaqiong smiled gently.

Chen Chuan pointed her to the bathroom and taught her how to turn on hot and cold water.

Then wait in the living room.

Far in the direction of the bathroom? There is the sound of running water.

"More sensible than her sister..." Chen Chuan said to himself.

Indeed, bought 2 million clothes for her sister Amin? Her sister doesn't seem to appreciate it very much. And I bought 100,000 clothes and 20,000 milk powder for my sister? My sister will smile when she talks? And she will offer to try on all kinds of clothes for herself.

It can be seen that, first, this sister is a beauty-loving person. Second, this sister is sensible, not a child like Amin, but someone who knows how to be grateful.

Ten minutes later.

The bathroom water has stopped.

In the bathroom, He Jiaqiong wrapped the changed old underwear in a plastic bag and tied it to death, and put it in the trash can. And then a new set of low V lace bras and panties. This set is 1,536 yuan, bought from a very high-end counter. The brand is in English, and she can't pronounce it. She bought 3 sets of this kind of underwear.

In the past, she couldn't even imagine that she was willing to buy 1,500 yuan of underwear. Her own underwear is a discounted set of 100 yuan bought online. If she knew who Zhang Mengyue was, and that Mengyue's underwear was 10,000 to 20,000 sets, she didn't know how she would feel.

Black lace will never go out of style, as long as the figure passes the test, it will always be beautiful and **** to wear.

After she was dressed, she looked into the full-length mirror in the bathroom. Although she had given birth, she had a slender waist, wide hips, round buttocks, a big bear, and long legs. You can take a photo and become a lingerie model.

She then changed into a simple set of denim shorts and a white T and walked out.

The denim shorts were a little short, reaching the base of her thighs. She was not used to it. When she walked, she felt a swishing cold air, and she felt that the cool air from unknown sources kept digging into the bottom.

"It's too short, this one was bought hastily... How can I wear this to meet people?" He Jiaqiong was ashamed, but she still walked to the living room and in front of Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan put down his phone and looked at the 170-year-old lady.

The little sister washed her hair and tied her long yellow hair into a simple high ponytail. This outfit is the simplest, but the long-legged lady with a height of 170 wears it, and it is also the most classic.

"I'm not as good-looking as my sister, but I'm a little taller than her..." He Jiaqiong said.

"Be confident, you are no worse than her." Chen Chuan encouraged, "This suit fits very well, just..."

"It's just that the hot pants are too short, I know... I won't wear them out." He Jiaqiong said hurriedly.

"No...the length is okay, isn't it the same length on the street?" Chen Chuan scolded, Mengyue and Li Kexin's hot pants are shorter than yours, so people should still go shopping.

Chen Chuan said: "This one fits well, but it's a bit plain, let's look at something else."

"Okay." He Jiaqiong carried Chen Chuan on his back and bent over to find the clothes bag on the ground.

Chen Chuan watched her 170-foot-tall young lady bend over in front of her, her buttocks facing her, and said something, these hot pants are indeed a bit white... No, the **** is indeed a bit short...

But he is not Miao Renfeng, so he doesn't take the opportunity to peek, so he looks down at his phone.

He Jiaqiong found a suit and took it to the inner bedroom to replace it.

The rustling sound of dressing and **** came, and after a while, she was wearing an aqua blue shirt skirt, no extra decoration, simple yet feminine, low-neck design, making the neck look more slender, in front of her The business line is full. The waist design at the waist reflects the graceful figure, and the light and gentle aqua blue makes the complexion fair.

"Like a young literary woman." Chen Chuan said, "It's like the kind of poetry."

"Sitting wet? Is there any? Is it so obvious?" He Jiaqiong hurriedly touched his back with his hand.

"...is a poet." Chen Chuan said speechlessly.

"Ah? No... Can you tell?" He Jiaqiong touched her skirt and blushed, "I'm sorry, maybe it's a cough, when I just took a shower, water was splashed."

"Didn't you wear hot pants when you took a shower?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Ah...then..." He Jiaqiong was at a loss for words and entered the room with a bag, "I'll change it for you to see."

A rustling.

In a few minutes.

She came out in style, wearing a warm and rich tomato red dress, with an exotic style. Very fashionable color, with a sense of luxury, this toe-length dress is simple and atmospheric, suitable for her tall girls. The special one-word collar design makes her full of feminine charm and small sexy, which makes people shine.

"I like this toe-length dress, it's very secure, does it look good?" He Jiaqiong asked.

"How much is this?" Chen Chuan asked.

"This piece seems to be 2,200 yuan, is it expensive?" He Jiaqiong stuck out her tongue.

"It's not expensive, it's quite cheap. It looks good, but your legs are long and thin, it's a pity that you don't show them." Chen Chuan said.

He Jiaqiong chuckled: "I don't want to be seen so much by others. What matters to a woman is her inner self, not how much flesh she shows."

"Do you have an inside? You can't even understand poetry..." Chen Chuan laughed.

"I'm studying, I'm self-taught. I'll change it for you. I have a black lace dress, I'm sure you'll like it." He Jiaqiong said happily, "Where is it, oh, I found it, yes This one!"

"Don't say... when you bought it, did you consider my taste?"

"Guess..." He Jiaqiong walked in with her clothes.

"Have you bought leopard print?" Chen Chuan shouted to the back room.

"No..."

After a while, He Jiaqiong changed out again.

Black lace gauze skirt, fish scale style, long legs looming under the translucent gauze skirt.

He Jiaqiong turned around like a lively little girl. The gauze skirt was very soft and elegant, showing her **** waist.

After all, Chen Chuan is young and doesn't talk about martial arts. Seeing her sultry figure and circling, her skirt is flying, she can't hold down the gun, so she can only take a deep breath.

"Give a review~" He Jiaqiong asked coquettishly.

Chen Chuan felt that he was talking in his mouth~IndoMTL.com~ but couldn't say anything. After a long time, he choked out two words: "I want R"

"Go away~" He Jiaqiong grinned angrily and rolled her eyes.

"Why are you so troublesome? You have to go into the house every time you change clothes. Can't you just change in the living room?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Of course not!" He Jiaqiong said immediately.

"You don't change your underwear, do you wear them all?"

"That won't work either. How can you change your clothes in front of others, that would... lose the sense of mystery." After speaking, she took a few more clothes bags and walked into the back room.

Chen Chuan said: "Then I'm going to use a move to reward you with a brave man. If you change it outside...for every change, I'll buy you an extra one."

"Are you buying an extra set?" He Jiaqiong asked, sticking her head out of the back room.

"Yes, if you change 30 sets in the living room, I will buy you another 30 sets. Is there a deal?" Chen Chuan asked.

He Jiaqiong rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "That won't work either!"