Passionate Devotion

Chapter 607 Chapter 622 Either it doesn’t start, or it’s a lifetime 8

"Family feast, everyone gathers together for dinner in the evening, summarizes and reports the family annual report for the whole year, just like ordinary people have dinner together, but there are more people, and the scene is bigger. You only need to stay by my side and be generous and not stage fright. No need to be nervous."

Tong Lu took a deep breath: "Then you think what clothes I wear tomorrow is more appropriate, is it more solemn to please the elders, or a bit more playful to blend with young people? I have no idea in my heart."

Leng Yejin yawned, "I'll talk tomorrow morning, sleepy!"

There were a lot of questions in Tong Lu's heart that wanted to ask him, but she didn't say anything. Hearing the breath of impatience from his breath, she could only press in her stomach, thinking hard for herself.

Early the next morning.

Tong Lu chose decent dresses in the dressing room, choosing to choose, and almost turned the entire dressing room upside down, still undecided, either she disliked too showy or not decent enough.

Leng Ye looked at her nervous expression, and a touch of mockery crossed her awe-inspiring and handsome face: "Choose any one, what's the nervousness?"

"You don't understand." She didn't want to humiliate him, and tried to increase one point if she could add one point, hoping that she would stand by his side. Others would not think she was worthy of him, so she couldn't bear to look straight.

"Do you need me to pick it for you?"

Tong Lu's twisted eyebrows stretched out immediately, unable to ask for it, her hands clasped.

"I think this plain and dark-flowered cheongsam suits you. It has a charm. Put this double-breasted rose red coat on the outside. When you are ready, put it on and show it to me."

Leng Yejin leaned against the wall and looked up and down on her body. Her body frame must look good in a cheongsam. This cheongsam was specially tailored for her by him, but she never saw her pass through. There was a glimmer of expectation.

Tong Lu picked up the clothes and looked directly at him. The two looked at each other for three seconds. Tong Lu blinked her awkward eyelashes: "Please go out, I'll change my clothes."

Leng Ye tried his chin and raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "I haven't seen you anywhere, just change it in front of me. If it doesn't look good, I'll re-match it for you."

No matter how close you are, it will be uncomfortable to change clothes in person, this man!

Pushing his back decisively, pushing him out, Leng Ye frowned, stingy woman, what hold on to him, which night will you not hug him naked to sleep?

Tong Lu changed clothes quickly. She walked out, a little nervous, and stood in front of him, with his powerful gaze, her cheeks are slightly hot, and her hair close to her ears closed: "Is it appropriate? Is it decent? Does it look good?"

"Take off your coat and let me see what you look like in a cheongsam."

Tong Lu did what she said, and heard the command again in her ear: "Put on high heels and show me a few steps."

Tong Lu did what she was told, Leng Ye stared at her graceful figure, her eyes changed, and the hem of the cheongsam with some slits revealed a small piece of skin. The skin was as gelatinous, with an antique and elegant charm. The taste is endless.

The eyebrows frowned: "Go and change it, this one doesn't look good!" I don't want to show it to anyone. I can only appreciate this beauty alone.

"But I think it looks pretty. I have to choose a flesh-colored stocking, otherwise it will be very cold."

Tong Lu looked in the mirror, walked back and forth twice, put her jacket on and then looked in the mirror. She was perfect, saying that the most beautiful but cheongsam, whether in front of the elders or peers, dressed in this way is decent, does not show up, does not fall into conventional wisdom. Very tasteful, tonight, she must stand by his side generously, not humble or overbearing, and hold in place.

(End of this chapter)