Dingdong's text message sounded, and after Concubine Ye confirmed that the transfer was successful, she glanced at Su Mohan, smiled sweetly, threw a wink, and then turned around and left cleanly, without a trace of nostalgia.

Su Mohan was still immersed in her unsightly smile, raised her hand to loosen the button of her tie, and sat on the sofa next to her with some irritation.

He suddenly felt as if he had never seen through this woman, from the time she tried so hard to climb into his bed, to the day she turned a blind eye to himself, he couldn't see through her more and more.

Su Mohan was very unhappy, yes, he was very unhappy, and he always felt that something was gradually out of his control, which made him feel upset for no reason.

The woman who came with her obviously didn't recognize the situation clearly, and was still immersed in the joy of Su Mohan coming out for her.

The woman ran into the fitting room with the skirt full of joy, eager to prove to everyone that this dress on her body was definitely more amazing than Concubine Ye!

Not long after, the woman slowly walked out wearing a skirt of bean paste powder, lowered her head shyly, looked at her clothes, and seemed to feel that her **** was really a little crowded, and the clothes seemed to have lost some of their original taste: "Su Shao, you... What do you think? ”

Su Mohan opened his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on her pair of surprisingly large breasts, and he suddenly felt a little disgusted, and he couldn't help but think of Concubine Ye's graceful figure, not big or small, just enough for him to grasp with one hand.

"It's ugly, and it's ugly in everything!"

Su Mohan didn't have the slightest intention to listen to her say more at the moment, so he impatiently picked up his suit and stood up.

The woman's expression froze: "Su... Su Shao...... You ......"

The woman subconsciously took a step back, only to feel that his gaze was cold and merciless.

But she didn't understand why it suddenly became like this, one moment he helped himself get his face back, and the next moment he was suddenly cold to himself.

"Within a minute, the skirt was off." Su Mohan spoke impatiently, raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand, as if he had begun to calculate the time.

The woman didn't act smartly immediately, but choked back tears and looked at the handsome man in front of her in disbelief: "Su Shao...... For... Why should I take it off? ”

"Did I mention a dress for you?" Su Mohan furrowed his brows, his eyes full of impatience.

The woman's whole body froze in place, embarrassed, and she didn't know how to deal with herself for a while.

"Ten, Nine, Eight......"

Soon, Su Mohan began to count down, and the atmosphere in the entire MJ room instantly dropped to the freezing point, and no one dared to make a sound, as if they were all waiting for this man's ruling.

Listening to his cold and low voice, the woman suddenly began to panic, but she always felt that he was different from herself, so she didn't have time to take off the whole dress under the trembling, and could only look at the man in front of her with tears.

As the second hand accurately fell to the twelfth position, Su Mohan's patience was completely exhausted, and he said angrily to the manager waiting on the side: "Are you waiting for Ben Shao to do it himself!" ”

The manager shuddered, and immediately hurriedly stepped forward with a few clerks and began to take off the woman's skirt.

"What are you doing! Let me go! As the woman screamed, several female clerks held curtains around her in the middle, which was considered to preserve a bit of dignity for her.