"After the kiss... are you leaving?"

Bai Heng glanced sideways at the wide open door and murmured.

In Wen Tun's gentle voice, there was a low that even Bai Heng hadn't noticed.

"What a scum girl."

Bai Heng whispered, and soon got up and down, and followed Rong Huang.

The studio they are going to is very famous in Momo, often designing styles for celebrities.

Bai Heng went to the car, and when he came in, he saw Rong Huang standing in front of the two rows of dresses, with a delicate and fair face.

Rong Huang beckoned to Bai Heng, his apricot eyes with round eyes blinked, "Come and help me choose one."

For a time, Bai Heng received several glances.

Bai Heng pursed his lower lip lightly, and walked forward uncomfortably. After hesitating for two or three seconds, he took out a long crimson dress, "This one?"

Rong Huang was born with fair skin and beauty, as well as the slenderness and beauty that are rare in women in this world. From Bai Heng's point of view, she looks good in everything she wears.

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows and blinked at Bai Heng, "I'll try it."

Bai Heng replied in a low voice, and obediently stepped aside and waited.

I saw that the staff in the studio couldn't help whispering to their colleagues, "What is the background of this man who came with Miss Rong? He is really handsome."

The colleague squinted at the staff, and said in a bad mood, "You give me peace of mind, that's Miss Rong's person."

The staff had a shabby expression on their faces, and although they were not convinced, they did not speak any more.

I just lament that the men around the rich are all high-quality.

The red velvet curtain in the dressing room was pulled open, Bai Heng subconsciously heard the reputation, and immediately startled.

Rong Huang's skin was very white, but it was not the cold white of Bai Heng, but the kind with a very complex color and powder in the white.

And now the long crimson dress on Rong Huang made her fairer.

The light flowing in the dark pupils is a beautiful and beautiful color that makes people want to desperately capture.

The dress skirt is designed with slits, but it is not opened high, it is only opened to the knees, and the slender and smooth calf lines are vaguely visible during walking.

The white plover's feather-colored eyelashes quivered, and he lowered his head and stared at the wooden floor under his feet, as if he could see a flower.

Rong Huang turned around in front of the mirror, satisfied with the clothes, raised his eyes to look at the white Heng in the mirror, only to see that he lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing.

Rong Huang snorted slightly dissatisfied.

The king has white skin and beautiful waist and slender legs. Bai Heng is a silly white sweet who would rather look at the floor than the king. Do you want to **** the king?

Rong Huang pulled the dress skirt down, trying to reveal a shameful career line.

It is also good for Feng Bingbing to know how good and beautiful this king is.

Then, she discovered that she had no career line at all.

There is one at the airport.

Rong Huang: "..."

Rong Huang secretly bulged his cheeks, and pulled the dress skirt back in dissatisfaction.

"Bai Heng." Rong Huang suddenly raised his voice and shouted, with a sweet and soft ending. When Bai Heng walked behind him, he raised his chin and asked him, "Am I good-looking?"

Bai Heng's long body Yuli stood behind Rong Huang.

The looks of the two in the mirror are both first-class and excellent.

Bai Heng's well-acquainted eyes condensed on Rong Huang's Yingrun and Yuyu shoulders, and he dared not look elsewhere. His gentle voice became a lot lower for no reason, "It looks good."

Rong Huang's small brows frowned tightly, and Bai Heng's chin was twisted to make him look in the mirror.

Rong Huang pointed back at the mirror, looking at Bai Heng in the mirror, "I'll talk about it after seeing it clearly."