The Rich Girl Will Not Be Poor

After Fu Liheng held Tong Yuwu into the house and closed the door, she realized how strange her dress was.

It looks like a student outfit, but at first glance, it doesn't look like it.

Tong Yuwu saw Fu Liheng staring at his clothes, a little shy, but quietly raised his chest, deliberately pretending to be calm and turned around in front of him, asking: "Are you looking good?"

Since she asked him this question every time, she was preparing for the next day, Fu Liheng reasonably suspected that she was going to wear this one to participate in the wedding tomorrow, she did n’t seem to know what she showed in this circle, he had originally He drank a little wine, and there seemed to be a fire in his body at the moment. He sighed in relief and said in a deep voice, "It looks good, but it is not for you. Don't wear it tomorrow."

Tong Yuwu was dumbfounded.

Wear it, wear it out?

He is so full of waste! Who would wear a fun student to pretend to go out!

But this is not the point ...

"Why am I not suitable?" Tong Yuwu was annoyed. "Do you mean that I am no longer young, or that I am not fit enough to wear?"

Her frivolous entanglement has always caused him a headache. He squeezed the bridge of his nose. "I don't mean that, I mean, this dress is too much."

"Where is too much? Are you the kind of greasy straight man who does not allow his wife to wear a short skirt?"

Now and now, Fu Liheng misses the gentle and sensible wife of the past two years.

He can't stand her now more and more.

"I don't mean that." Fu Liheng pulled the tie, trying to relax himself, and the exposed throat knot rolled. "You skirt is too short. What is this dress?"

Tong Yuwu recognized him in a second.

This skirt is not only too short, it is simply saving the fabric as much as possible.

Even her thick-skinned person was embarrassed to wear it.

She can only talk nonsense with her eyes open. "It was my previous school uniform. I will try to see if I can wear it. But when I was a teenager, there was still a big difference from now. Look, I used to wear it very much. Loose, so tight now. "

Fu Liheng looked at her quietly and said, "Don't lie to me, if I remember correctly, the junior high school you attended is also my alma mater."

Tong Yuwu: "?"

Grass, careless.

Although Fu Liheng is not a fat man, he has never seen any comics, but he is very clever. He carefully looked at her from head to toe and looked at the clothes again. His outstanding memory made him fit this so-called student. Impressed, he frowned, "Is this the clothes in the express box that day?"

Tong Yuwu: "............"

"Yes, yes, I remember correctly." Fu Liheng only thought that the clothes were very strange at the time, and now he was wearing on her, and he realized afterwards, "Is this the kind ..."

Before he finished speaking, Tong Yuwu blushed and said, "I didn't buy it, it was Song Xiang who gave it to me, and I didn't want to wear it. It was Song Xiang who called me and asked me to wear it to her. , I just wore it! "

Fu Liheng's expression was even more puzzled: "Wear it to her?"

In fact, Fu Liheng is really just expressing his doubts, but he always has no expression, and his voice is stable. This has spread to Tong Yuwu's ears and often misinterpreted into another meaning.