Back to the present:

"Kitten, have you changed it yet? Do you need my help?" Mo Jingfeng stood at the door of the fitting room. After waiting for a while, Luo Xiaoyan still didn't make any movement, as if he had fallen asleep.

But he believed she didn't have the guts yet.

Sure enough, a small voice came from inside, "No, no need."

"Then you should hurry up, the birthday party is about to start." In fact, it doesn't matter if you are late for a while. Mo Jingfeng sat leisurely on the sofa nearby and drank wine, looking sideways at the sky outside the house. Today's weather

Very good, the clouds were moving in the sky, and pigeons would fly by the window from time to time. He remembered that Uncle Fu, the housekeeper of the Mo family, liked to raise pigeons.

"Um, do you have to wear this one? Can't you change it to another one?" Luo Xiaoyan's subtle voice came from the fitting room, which seemed to be a little forbearing and shy.

"No, it has to be this one." Of course Mo Jingfeng understood what she was worried about. This dress was the one he chose. It must be very suitable for the kitten. He walked over and knocked on the door of the fitting room, deliberately pretending

He said in an impatient tone, "Come out, I know you are dressed, don't waste time."

If Mo Jingfeng was the gentle character she met at the beginning, Luo Xiaoyan would definitely fight to the death, but after staying here for a few days, she knew that the gentle Mo Jingfeng had been sealed, and now there was a person beside her

She didn't have the courage to resist the domineering and willful devil, not to mention that she owed money to him in the first place.

"..." In fact, Luo Xiaoyan knew that her question was in vain. She pulled the placket on her chest, took a deep breath, gave herself enough courage, opened the door, and walked out slowly.

"Don't look!" Luo Xiaoyan, who was a bit shy, kept his head lowered. Suddenly he felt that the other person seemed to be staring at a certain part of him, and he couldn't help but glare across his chest.

Mo Jingfeng sneered, walked up to him nonchalantly, and said teasingly: "Don't cover it up, there's nothing interesting about it."

"You!" Seeing the ridicule at the corner of his mouth, Luo Xiaoyan became even more angry. He tilted his head arrogantly. He even liked it but didn't expect it, so why did he cover it up? Humph.

Just when Mo Jingfeng wanted to answer, a mature and majestic voice came from the radio downstairs, "Welcome everyone to attend my child's birthday..."

"Ah, it seems that it has already started. Come on down quickly." Luo Xiaoyan thought that there would be problems if he was late, so he quickly advised.

Mo Jingfeng stepped forward, coiled her long hair with a hair tie, and finally inserted a delicate hairpin to secure it, leaving only a few strands of hair around her ears, which added a bit of charm.
Chapter completed!