When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

"This model is also made according to your body shape. How about it? It's pretty good, isn't it?"

James took the dress off the model like a child showing his toys and showed her the model.

Lin Xinran looked at the model under the dress and realized that the model was exactly like her in terms of height and body shape.

"Go try it."

Lin Xinran took the dress James handed to her and went to the dressing room to change. Xu Jingqiu followed her in because he had to zip up the back of her dress.

James and Fu Sicheng were waiting at the door of the locker room, waiting for Lin Xinran to come out.

About two or three minutes later, Xu Jingqiu opened the door of the locker room, and Lin Xinran walked out slowly, holding up her skirt.

The dress was tailor-made for her, whether it was the tube top design at the chest, the waist-hugging design, or the slightly widened hips, every detail was just right.

Xu Jingqiu looked at Lin Xinran's back, and then he understood why Chinese people sometimes describe women as vases.

It turns out that the word "vase" is not just a derogatory word, but can also be used to describe a woman's figure, which is as delicate and graceful as a vase.

The moment James saw Lin Xinran coming out, his eyes widened involuntarily.

Came alive.

The soul of this dress came alive.

He picked up the camera on the table, his expression uncontrollably excited: "Can I take a few photos of you?"

Lin Xinran was looking in the mirror. When she heard what James said, she readily agreed: "Of course."

Fu Sicheng squatted beside her and adjusted her skirt. James held the camera and asked her to stand in front of the white wall to film her.

Lin Xinran has a strong sense of camera. The moment she put on the dress, she knew what the temperament of the dress was like, so her whole temperament and expression would match the dress. Every move she made revealed the gentleness and charm of a rich family's daughter.

James's camera skills are also very good. After taking a few photos, he was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.

James' assistant, who was standing nearby, seemed accustomed to this scene. He took out an exquisite gift box for dresses, put Lin Xinran's custom-made dress in the gift box, and carefully folded and packed the dress.

Before they knew it, it was evening. After having dinner with James, they returned to the manor.

Lin Xinran returned to her room, took out a nightgown from the closet and went to the bathroom to take a bath and wash up.

She never liked turning on particularly bright lights in the room, so she only turned on the warm yellow floor lamp next to the bed in the bedroom.

Under the floor lamp, the whole bedroom looks more atmospheric. The curtains on the bedroom balcony are not drawn tightly, and some moonlight can be seen faintly. The shadow of the curtains falls on the bedroom floor, and sways slightly from time to time because of the breeze blowing outside the window.

The bathroom door was not closed tightly, and I could smell the faint floral scent of shower gel coming from the bathroom, as well as the intermittent sound of running water.

Suddenly, the doorknob of the bedroom door moved slightly, but it didn't seem to be turned.

After two seconds of silence outside the door, the sound of a key was heard at the door and the bedroom door was successfully opened.

Zhao Sinian was wearing a black pajamas with the collar completely unbuttoned, so a large area of ​​skin on his chest was exposed, and his pectoral muscles and faintly visible abdominal muscles could be clearly seen.

He casually placed the key on the bedside table, put his left hand in his pajamas pocket, and slowly walked to the bathroom door. Listening to the sound of water and the faint fragrance coming from inside, his Adam's apple moved slightly and a dark light flashed in his eyes. However, he did not push the door open and go in. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the bathroom door.

About a minute later, the bedroom door opened again.

Fu Sicheng walked in wearing a bathrobe, closed the door and locked it.

The bathrobe on him was not fastened very tightly, with only the belt around the waist holding it in place and not falling apart. His upper body was loose, yet very sexy, and his abdominal muscles were still glistening with water. His hair was a little wet, and his short hair was fine and a little messy.

Zhao Sinian heard the voice and looked up at him.

Fu Sicheng also looked at him quietly.

Three seconds later, the two looked away again.

Fu Sicheng was half lying on the bed, leaning against the bedside table. He hooked his hand and picked up Lin Xinran's hairband on the bed. His eyes flashed slightly, and he put it on his wrist.

Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere in the entire bedroom changed drastically, and Lin Xinran obviously didn't notice anything.

After taking a shower, Lin Xinran dried her body, applied body lotion, put on her nightgown, dried her hair, and opened the bathroom door.

The two men who heard the noise looked towards the bathroom door and met her gaze.

Lin Xinran was startled by the two of them and subconsciously took a step back. Then she realized something and quickly went back to the bathroom and closed the door. She leaned against the bathroom door, her cheeks becoming particularly pink from taking a bath, her eyes were misty, and she looked helpless and shy.

She whispered to herself: "No, no, no... It's not what I thought... This is too... too perverted..."

Zhao Sinian laughed, stood up, walked to the bathroom door, and knocked on the door: "Open the door."

Not only did Lin Xinran not open the door, she also locked it.

"You guys go out first, and I'll open the door."

Zhao Sinian raised his eyebrows, looking dangerously at the closed bathroom door in front of him, but his voice was extremely gentle: "Be good, baby, open the door, I'll blow dry your hair."

"It's okay, no need, I can blow it myself."

Lin Xinran tried hard to decline.

Zhao Sinian still didn't plan to let her go: "Baby, if you don't open the door, it won't be as simple as blow-drying your hair."

Fu Sicheng seemed particularly tacit at this time. He took the key that Zhao Sinian had just put down on the bedside table, walked to the bathroom door, and handed the key to him.

Lin Xinran seemed to vaguely hear the sound of keys coming from the bathroom door and opened her eyes slightly.

Aren't their preparations too thorough?

It’s fine if he has the bedroom key, but how come he also has the bathroom key?

She quickly opened the bathroom door and forced a smile: "I'm opening it now... um... you... what are you doing...?"

What does it feel like to be blocked at the bathroom door by two tall and strong men after taking a shower?

Now she just wanted to escape from this manor with her clothes on.

Fu Si took the key, walked back to the bed, sat on the bed, put the key back on the bedside table, and lay lazily on the bed, looking very comfortable.

This made Lin Xinran a little confused for a moment.