Good morning In my ear, Fu Jin Han's voice was low and pleasant.

"Good morning, Fu Jinhan." Jiang mianmianmian looks up at Fu Jinhan and says hello to him with a smile.

Then can't wait to pick up two skirts, excited to shake in front of him.

"Come and have a look for me. Which one looks good?"

After hearing Jiang mianmianmian's words, Fu Jinhan noticed the dozen skirts beside her and silently picked her eyebrows.

"What is this for?" Fu Jin Han looked at the clothes in her hand and asked knowingly.

"Of course, I went to school. Anyway, last Friday, all the students in the small theater saw what I really looked like, so there was no need to disguise any more." Jiang mianmianmian said with a shrug.

Before that, she kept the shape of a fat woman. One reason was that she wanted to guard against chulinda and Jiang Ranran, who would trip her secretly.

Another reason is that if the image changes suddenly, it is too troublesome to explain one by one in the school.

Thinking of this, Jiang mianmianmian looked up at Fu Jinhan and asked, "Fu Jinhan, which one do you think is better?"

Fu Jin Han stared at the two dresses for a long time, then shook his head and said, "they are not good-looking."

"Oh, no? What about this yellow one? "

Jiang mianmianmian put down the two pieces in his hand, then picked up the next one and asked.

Fu Jin Han looked at the length it just covered his buttocks and shook his head coldly: "this one is too short."

"What about the red one?" Jiang mianmianmian did not give up and picked up a skirt.

Fu Jin Han shook his head: "the back is too exaggerated."

"What about this one? Should the shirt and skirt be ok? " Jiang mianmianmian speechless picked up a white shirt skirt and looked at Fu Jinhan eagerly.

"No, the neckline is too low." Fu Jin Han's face turned black and he passed off the White V-Neck dress.

Jiang mianmianmian helplessly threw down the white one, picked up the dozen skirts around him and showed them to Fu Jinhan one by one.

"This one is too ugly."

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"This one is too bright for you at all."

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"This one is so transparent that you can almost see the underwear."

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Fu Jin Han vetoed one by one. Looking at these bare backs or low necked dresses in front of him, his face was almost black.

Who prepared these clothes? Why isn't there a normal one?

"Come on, throw away all these clothes and replace them with new ones." Fu Jin cold face, toward the bedroom outside loud command way.

The housekeeper came quickly and looked at Fu Jinhan with puzzled expression: "Third Master, what can I do for you?"

"No, Fu Jinhan. What do you think of this one?"

Jiang mianmianmian quickly yelled to stop Fu Jin Han's action. His eyes suddenly brightened as he spoke. He took out a pair of grey and pink Jumpsuit from the hanger and handed it to Fu Jin Han.

Fu Jin Han, with a black face, turned his eyes to the jumpsuit.

I saw that the whole body of this dress is simple and elegant grey pink, the length has reached the ankle, and the pure cotton fabric is soft and falling down, giving people a high-level feeling of ironing.

And this kind of gray pink neutralizes the original feeling of pink tenderness. In addition, it is the style of pants, which gives people a low-key and elegant feeling.

Jiang mianmianmian looked at the Jumpsuit in his hand. The more he looked, the more he liked it. He looked at Fu Jinhan expectantly, waiting for him to nod.