Ascension Theorem During Pregnancy [ DanmeI MTL ]

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Zhou Chonglin took a bite on Fang Zhiyao's finger.

Fang Zhiyao slapped Young Master Zhou relentlessly on the head."Well, how can you do some hooliganism because of your good looks."

Zhou Chonglin: "Am I a hooligan?"

"That's not the case. What about?" Fang Zhiyao patted off the squeezed hand around his waist, "Yellow card warning!-Don't touch my belly!"

Fang Zhiyao 's proud and frying appearance, like a haughty and unfamily cat. 

Zhou Chonglin loves Fang Zhiyao's appearance, and he smooths Fang Zhiyao's hair after getting started.

"Go into the fitting room and try on clothes. I will buy you what you like, and I will do a preview for future brand spokespersons."

Fang Zhiyao raised his neck. "I'm the one who has been the Paris fashion show anyway. Wait, let you see Fang Zhiyao's fashion sense today."

The clerk has already hung the clothes he ust selected in the fitting room.

Fang Zhiyao put on his silky close-fitting nightgown and started trying one by one.

In terms of fashion sense, Fang Zhiyao never loses. From the airport to the red carpet, he can count the number of outfits that are out of the circle.

Others say that Fang Zhiyao is born with a good aesthetics, but Fang Zhiyao himself is not sure.

He always thinks that it is because of his good figure that he just hits the aesthetics of the fashion industry. Coffee favors.

After starting to show his bosom slowly, Fang Zhiyao always felt that he was too fat and his waist was as thick as a bucket. 

Before entering the fitting room, he still bragged with Zhou Chonglin.

After he got out of the fitting room, he felt unnatural everywhere and stood awkwardly in front of Zhou Chonglin.

"Okay, do I look good?" Fang Zhiyao opened his hand and turned around. "Am I extra fat? Am I bulging?"

Zhou Chonglin was sitting on the sofa outside the fitting room with one hand.

Holding a fashion magazine with coffee in one hand, he circulated after seeing each other, a little panicked.

"Don't turn, be careful of falling."

"Does that look good? If it doesn't look good, I will change it."

"It looks good, of course it looks good."

Zhou Chonglin nodded, and noticed that Fang Zhiyao's boots were still loose with the laces on them.

"Don't tie the laces?"

Fang Zhiyao looked down and spread his hands indifferently. "I can't bend down and tie my shoelaces. Whatever you want, it's just a rough look anyway."

Zhou Chonglin put down the magazine and coffee in his hand, walked to Fang Zhiyao, and knelt down on one knee.

"No, the shoelaces are easy to get loose. Fall." Fang Zhiyao was taken aback by Zhou Chonglin's actions, and subconsciously stepped back half a step.

"You...Tie me my shoelaces?"

In front of Young Master Zhou, apart from his parents and elders, which one is not low pleasant and respectful? 

But Zhou Chonglin, who was so noble and so proud, was actually bending down in front of Fang Zhiyao, kneeling on one knee and tying Fang Zhiyao's shoelaces.

"I'll loosen it up a bit, you can just kick it off later."Zhou Chonglin disapproved, lowered his head and replied. 

From Fang Zhiyao's perspective, what he saw was the furry back of Zhou Chonglin's head.