Chapter 177: Don't wear this skirt
The atmosphere at home suddenly became jubilant again, unlike before, they were always worried.
......
Just after lunch, Fu Jiyan received a series of urging calls from managers and assistants.
Although the interview is scheduled for four in the afternoon, there will be a delay on the way.
Once you get there, you have to make up, style, and so on.
Basically, there is not much free time left.
Someone once again put on a private haute couture suit, which looks like a man.
And Su Zhixiao is also changing clothes in the next room at this moment, ready to go to the class reunion.
Well, men must change clothes much faster than women.
After the whole body is dressed, go out.
When I reached the door of the room opposite, I knocked on the door, and then went straight in.
Su Zhixiao turned his back to the door when he heard the movement, and when he saw the person coming:
"How did you get in?
Forget it, now that you're in, help me. "
Fu Jiyan glanced at his eyes, and the corners of his lips were clearly raised:
"The zipper can't be closed?"
Su Zhixiao took a deep breath:
"Can you stop talking nonsense?"
The card can't go up or down, it's strange.
The man stepped forward and looked at it carefully before he finally reached out and asked:
"Why are you still wearing it when you're small?"
Is it because the poor Fu family can't afford it or what?
With a swish, the zipper was finally pulled up.
God, the kind of stomach that doesn't dare to relax at all.
"This skirt was bought a few years ago, so it would be quite loose to wear."
I didn't even think about just going to the class reunion, it's rare to sell new dresses, I'll just wear the old ones.
Who knew it was so much smaller?
A certain person crossed his arms around his chest and looked at the woman in front of him with a half-smile. When he saw something, his throat tightened slightly, and his eyes became meaningful:
"Cough, are you going to wear this dress to the class reunion?"
Su Zhixiao didn't realize the meaning of the man's words for a while:
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
The skirt is not worn or worn, it looks quite new.
Someone didn't say anything, but just got started.
The zipper that was just pulled up was pulled down again in an instant.
"Don't wear this!"
Um?
Su Zhixiao frowned:
"Fu Jiyan, what should I wear without your permission?
Are you? "
Ah.
"I don't know if it's legal, I only know, I'm your man!
Your man doesn't approve of you wearing this now!
So, switch! "
Such a tight skirt is basically unobstructed.
When it comes to wearing it alone at home, someone will never have the slightest opinion.
But if you want to go out, unless you kill him now and step out of the corpse!
You can't imagine the terrible possessiveness of men.
Su Zhixiao is simple and a little angry:
"Don't change!
you get me out! "
In the living room, Mother Su heard the movement in the room, so she could only get up to check, and stood at the door:
"What are you two doing?"
"Mom, I didn't make trouble!" The anger came out of nowhere.
"Little Fu?"
Someone said slowly:
"Mom, the skirt that Ah Xiao is wearing is too small. I asked her to change it to go out. If she refused, she would make trouble with me!"
Complain!
Someone is not conscious that he is complaining.
As soon as Ms. Su heard it, she understood what her son-in-law meant.
I wanted to laugh very much, but seeing the angry look of my daughter, I could only smirk in my heart, walked in, and rummaged in the closet.
Finally, I really found a black lace dress:
"Okay, girl, you are wearing this. You bought it when you went to the mall last time. I haven't had time to wear it yet."