Luo Yangyang was speaking to Feng Sheng in Chinese, so the shop assistant did not understand. When she saw Feng Sheng enter the fitting room, she did not have the guts to stop him.
"Baby, it's only been a few minutes. Do you miss me?"
After Feng Sheng entered the fitting room and closed the door, he looked at Luo Yangyang, who was leaning against the wall. He smiled and teased her.
Luo Yangyang was wearing a long black dress that dragged along the ground. Most importantly, the neckline was not low.
Although the dress was a little tight, it revealed her perfect figure.
However, it did not reveal anything. Feng Sheng was quite satisfied with this gown.
"You think too much!" Luo Yangyang, who had her hands behind her back, retorted angrily. She turned her back to Feng Sheng and said," I can't zip it up. Help me do it.""
As Luo Yangyang turned around, her waist-length hair danced gracefully in the air.