Women's clothing giants are all in love

Wu Yang is a very crazy person.

This is the unanimous evaluation given by the people around him.

He would hang around in the boys' dormitory in a skirt, beat him up in front of the teacher if he was harassed by a pervert, would buy a whip for his ex-boyfriend who committed a bitch, and would seduce someone if he liked it.

Wu Yang has never met anyone as crazy as him.

Until he met Fu Yunming.

It's just that Fu Yunming's madness is quieter and more restrained. If you don't step into his field, then outsiders will not feel this madness at all.

This is a refined lunatic.

But it's just so fascinating.

……

A black Bentley drives in the night.

Fu Yunming's assistant was driving the car, and the two laughed from time to time in the back seat.

It was already 09:30 in the evening when we arrived at the brand directly-operated store, half an hour before the mall closed.

Fu Yunming went in with Wuyang, and the manager of the brand store closed the store and provided the highest level of VIP service.

The man was in a good mood to choose those beautifully designed and high-quality clothes in front of the shelves, one piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces——

Wu Yang held the pile of clothes thrown by Fu Yunming, and asked amusedly, Uncle, are you trying to exhaust me tonight?

The man thought for a while, and said lightly that he would just swipe his card and take them away.

The shop assistants lit up their eyes, and Wu Yang was angry and funny.

He stared at Fu Yunming for a while, then grinned and said, Uncle, I am the only one who can accompany you to such a crazy person, right?

The man in front of the shelf paused, and turned his gray eyes, but Wu Yang had already turned his head, and walked leisurely into the dressing room.

The man looked at the place where his back disappeared.

The shop assistants behind him looked at him.

They couldn't figure out what the man was thinking, or no one could understand the man's expression at the moment.

He seemed to be just thinking for a while.

Then, he rubbed his chin and laughed.

Smile very happily.

……

The black sheep is very well-proportioned.

Tonight he didn't wear makeup or wig, but when he came out wearing those women's ready-to-wear clothes and high heels, he still stunned all the shop assistants.

No matter what kind of skirt, he seems to be able to control it, and no matter what style, it seems that he can be integrated on him.

Of course, this may be due to the fact that Southwind is not ashamed of being a man but loves women's clothing-confidence is always the best mediator.

The last dress Wu Yang tried was a pure white suspender skirt.

The design of the suspender skirt is very simple, but also very ingenious. The fabric is close to the skin, and the tailoring can almost perfectly set off the curve of the figure.

It is obvious that Wuyang has no breasts, and it is the only thing that makes people feel weird when he wears women's clothes.

But it doesn't really matter much.

His skin is fair, his legs are straight, his black hair is lazily hung, and there is a faintly visible old scar under his forehead.

Under the scar, there are those beautiful and rebellious eyes.

He walked up to Fu Yunming step by step.

Fu Yunming raised his head, looked at him deeply, put his arms around his waist, and said with a light smile, "It's so beautiful."

Wu Yang said slowly, "Have you enjoyed it?"

This night, he changed a full twenty pieces of clothes.

Fu Yun laughed, without taking his eyes off, and handed out the card to the side.

The store manager took it cleverly, and the pace of walking to the counter revealed a burst of joy.

Wu Yang thought it was funny, turned around and sat on Fu Yunming's lap, dangling his little feet and said, "Where's your assistant, did you just send someone home like this?"

"No one likes to be a light bulb. He would rather go to the nearby coffee shop and wait." Fu Yunming beckoned to a clerk to come over, and asked him to fetch a jewelry plate, and chose a necklace from it with great interest.

Wu felt the cold necklace sticking to his skin, and joked: "Uncle, don't you really like playing that kind of cross-dressing game?"

After the necklace was buckled, Fu Yunming stared at a small gemstone pendant lying in the groove of Wuyang's collarbone, then picked up a pair of earrings, and asked casually, "What is that?"

Wuyang was a little speechless when he saw the man was concentrating on grooming him.

Fu Yunming gently lifted his broken hair, put on the pair of earrings, and the cold silver needles slowly pierced into the narrow ear holes.

Wuyang's ears were pierced in high school, and he hasn't used them since his sophomore year.

The earrings can no longer be closed, so Wuyang only cleans up regularly, and occasionally when he wants to wear earrings, he always hurts himself.

The strange thing is that when Fu Yunming put on the pair of earrings for him, he didn't feel any pain, only the slight cool touch, which passed for a moment.

After wearing the pair of earrings, Fu Yunming rubbed his earlobe.

Wu Yang turned to look at him.

The man moved his gaze from his earlobe to his eyes calmly.

In the silence, eyes intertwine.

The clerks in the brand store watched from the sidelines with indescribable envy and jealousy.

They work in this kind of place, and they see a lot of rich second generations, and they also see a lot of benefactors bringing their lovers to sweep the goods, but they have never encountered such a situation today.

That handsome man almost bought the most expensive clothes in the store for the boy in his arms. Not only that, he also adorned him with gems one by one, as if he wanted to decorate the boy into the night The most beautiful star in the world.

Wu Yang curled up his fingers, and suddenly asked: "Uncle, what do you like about me?"

Fu Yunming put his arms around him and said bluntly: "You are beautiful."

"What about you?" he asked with a chuckle.

Wu Yang also smiled: "You are very handsome. What else?"

"Your personality suits my taste." Fu Yunming picked up another ring, picked Wuyang's index finger, and put it on.

Wu Yang looked at him: "Your character suits my taste too."

The ring slipped to the root of the finger, and the bright diamonds adorned the slender fingers of Wuyang, which was very beautiful.

Fu Yunming didn't know how many times he looked at the jewelry plate. Wu Yang grabbed his wrist and pulled him back: "Is there any end? If there are more jewelry, it will be clichéd."

Fu Yunming was happy.

Suddenly, Wu Yang asked softly again: "You will do the same to your former lovers?"

As soon as this question came up, Fu Yunming looked at him slowly.

Wu Yang didn't look away, just quietly waiting for his answer.

Up to this moment, Wuyang actually didn't know what the three words Fu Yunming represented.

Of course, he didn't care, and he wasn't afraid.

So he didn't bother to ask Fu Yunming in what capacity did he appear in that hotel tonight, and in what capacity did Wu Jianqi and Wu Tingyun tremble so frightened.

He really doesn't care.

It's just this man's gestures and his surroundings, all of which show that this man has absolutely no shortage of partners in the past.

But at this moment, without blinking, this man piled all the best things in front of Wu Yang, using the most gentle and pampering attitude, making him addicted.

Is this kind of sweetness the inherent ability of this cunning old man, or is it a trick he has always done?

Wuyang is not afraid of real answers.

But he had to have an answer.

It was dark at night, and there were very few vehicles on the street outside.

The street lamps spread the silence, and this silence spread silently to this beautifully decorated brand store.

Wuyang stared at Fu Yunming without blinking, trying to catch all the changes in this man's expression, and to understand his thoughts in his heart.

The strange thing is, just like how Fu Yunming made him feel every time - this man actually didn't have too many changes in details.

He is not as complicated as outsiders imagine.

Even when faced with such a question, he just watched Wu Yang quietly, with a playful smile in his eyes, as if he was amused that Wu Yang would ask such a question.

Then, he opened his lips and said in a low voice: "You just said that you are the only one who can accompany me so crazy."

The voice fell to the ground, and the air was silent for a few seconds.

In a few seconds, everything changed rapidly and silently, blending, kneading, and tightly intertwined.

Wu Yang laughed.

He raised the corner of his lips, leaned lightly on Fu Yunming's shoulder, rubbed Fu Yunming's neck, closed his eyes, and lazily said: "It's late, I can't go back to the dormitory."

"Take me home, uncle."

The place where Fu Yunming lives is thousands of miles away from Wuyang's school, almost across the entire city A.

That's almost where the richest people in City A live.

After sending the two to the villa, Fu Yunming's dedicated assistant finally officially left work.

Fu Yunming didn't turn on the light.

The moonlight was very good tonight, so they went straight to the second floor under the dim light of the moonlight.

Fu Yunming's bedroom is the largest one, with a separate bathroom inside.

Wu Yang kicked on the slippers, as naturally as if he had returned to his own home, yawned and asked, "Are there any new toiletries? I want to take a shower and brush my teeth first."

In the bedroom, Fu Yunming unbuttoned his cuff buttons, rolled up his sleeves, looked at his back, and said with a smile, "Use mine first."

"Ok."

Wu Yang came to the sink, looked at the only mouthwash cup on it, picked up the gray toothbrush from it, and looked at it with great interest.

After a while, the man also walked in.

He hugged Wu Yang from behind and kissed his ears and cheeks.

There was a distance of fifteen centimeters between the two, and Wu Yang almost fell into Fu Yunming's arms.

He narrowed his eyes comfortably, and said softly, "Why don't we wash together?"

The man let out a low laugh.

He turned the black sheep around, lowered his head, and gently kissed the black sheep's nose, lips, eye corners, forehead, and the scar.

He asked casually, "How did the scar come from?"

Wu Yang hugged Fu Yunming's waist. Hearing this question, he paused, sneered, and said, "I was bitten by a dog when I was young."

He said it casually, and the man also laughed, not sure if he believed it or not.

He raised Wu Yang's chin, and slowly but vigorously, he wiped over the scar.

Wu Yang closed her eyes, took a light breath, and trembled slightly.

Afterwards, Fu Yunming picked him up and walked into the bathroom.

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