Wen churan sat on the sofa and waited while playing with his mobile phone. After a while, the door of the fitting room was pushed open.

With the clatter of leather shoes on the floor, she first saw a pair of straight long legs.

When he looked up again, Sheng Ziyuan had come to her.

The suit she chose by herself, worn on the man, set off his beautiful figure and exuded a fatal charm from the inside to the outside.

In this way, it seems that it has its own sound effect, which has instantly become the focus of the whole mall and attracted everyone's attention.

Even Wen churan, who has always seen the beautiful man calm and calm, subconsciously swallowed his saliva. In his ears, there was the exclamation of the shopping guide and customers, "how handsome!"

Wen churan recovered from the man's beauty and looked away in embarrassment.

Sheng Ziyuan couldn't wait to ask, "master, do I look good?"

"Well... It's OK." Wen churan glanced at him obliquely.

Good looking is good-looking, but she didn't wear a tie. There were some shortcomings. She asked, "where's your tie?"

Sheng Ziyuan raised his tie. "I can't use such a modern thing."

She forgot that he is Jing Lan now.

Wen churan takes back the tie in the man's hand, gets up and walks up to him and wants to tie it for him himself.

However, the man was too tall. She tried to stand on tiptoe, but she couldn't reach it. She had to wave to him, "you're closer."

Sheng Ziyuan bent down very obediently.

Wen churan's arm with a tie wrapped around his neck, as if embracing him, with an extremely intimate and ambiguous gesture.

Sheng Ziyuan stared at Wen churan with drooping eyes. Seeing that she was very skillful in tying a tie, she felt a little delicious.

"Master, have you tied ties to other men?"

Wen churan paused a little, "um... Tied."

"Ink in its heyday?"

Wen churan didn't answer, but Sheng Ziyuan already had an answer in his heart.

A moment later, she put down her tiptoe. "It's perfect now!"

Just as Wen churan was enjoying his works with pride, a respectful voice of the shopping guide came behind him.

"Your Highness, the VIP area is ready for you."

Your highness?

Wen churan's body was shocked. Subconsciously, he wanted to turn his head, but his head was suddenly fastened by Sheng Ziyuan's palm and couldn't move.

"Better not look back." The man leaned over her ear.

She raised her eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

His eyes looked behind her and raised a slightly ironic smile. "Behind him, there is still a woman standing."

Women

Sheng Ziyuan's words made Wen churan's heart tremble uncontrollably. His body froze and didn't dare to move. He completely lost his courage to turn back.

At this moment, she can clearly feel that there are two figures standing behind her. She can also imagine how well the two figures should match. They are a natural couple in the eyes of others.

"How about this one?"

Sheng Shimo's inquiry sounded behind him, like a sharp blade pierced Wen churan's ear and then inserted it into her heart.

Sheng Ziyuan raised his other hand and stroked Wen churan's cheek. "Master, your face... Is very pale."

"Yes... Yes?" She pretended to be calm, but her voice trembled uncontrollably.

It sounds like crying.

Sheng Ziyuan's face sank and his voice was cold. "Master, do you still care about him?"

"I..." before Wen churan could speak, an's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Adele, I seem to have seen an acquaintance."