"Hey, what are you trying to do? What are you trying to do by grabbing my hand? Be careful, or I'll hit you! "
Yanran was startled. The moment the woman grabbed her hand, Yanran felt like she was being molested.
It was just like how Yanran felt when she saw an ordinary girl going to a regular shop to buy things.
When they were paying, her little hand was always touched by the waiter. It wasn't a big deal if it happened once or twice, but her little hand was directly grabbed by the waiter's hand and kept rubbing against it.
This feeling was really not that good.
Yanran also cried out subconsciously.
But in the next second, Yan Ran reacted. What was he going to do?
Wasn't it just being touched by a beautiful woman?
It felt like she was being taken advantage of!
How was that possible? Yanran should be happy at this moment. Don't forget, in the previous world, after Yanran smashed Yanran's soul before she could react, Yanran was still a man!
He was an out-and-out man, a hot-blooded man.
Otherwise, Yanran wouldn't have shown that expression to Anna and Xiao Ling under certain circumstances. This was what a normal boy should show, but Yanran was more exposed. Moreover, she didn't have the tools to commit the crime, so she couldn't enjoy some happy things and could only stare blankly.
But now, Yanran's hand was grabbed by a mature and charming woman!
Carefully feeling it, the woman's hand was still very elastic and delicate, and it felt very comfortable when she was grabbed.
Well, Yanran's little face blushed again, and she looked like an innocent child.
…
The woman smiled slightly, as if she had long known that Yanran would have this reaction.
She said unhurriedly.
"Dear, are you going to dismiss me with a few spirit stones? That won't do. Let me dress you up! "
"Dress me up? No, no, no, I'll go somewhere else to change. "
"Don't worry, I won't peek."
The woman's hand, which was holding Yanran's hand, suddenly emitted waves of emerald golden spiritual aura. The spiritual aura of Wu Xian, which was originally on Yanran's clothes, was squeezed out and crushed in an instant.
At the same time, Yanran's own clothes were torn to shreds, both inside and out, including the cloth that covered her breasts and the slightly manly undershirt underneath.
Yan Ran was completely exposed. At this moment, whether it was the woman or the waitress, they were all shocked from the bottom of their hearts.
There was no doubt about Yanran's beauty.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be talked about so enthusiastically by everyone, regardless of whether he broke off the engagement or joined an immortal sect.
Moreover, it seemed that after the passerby became Yanran, Yanran's beauty deepened a lot.
Just like Yanran's own strength, it inexplicably increased a lot. The strength that could easily crush the world once again became able to destroy it with a thought.
Yanran's own beauty also changed a lot.
In the eyes of the middle-aged woman and the other waitresses, it seemed that there was only Yanran in the whole world, and there was only Yanran's perfect and impeccable body.
Yanran's chest was round and flawless, and the size was just right. It was not too protruding, but not too small either. It was just enough for people to play with, which also turned the middle-aged woman into a wolf.
Yanran's waist was slender and smooth, and it seemed to be filled with fragrance when it slid gently.
Yanran's limbs, Yanran's skin, and so on. Even the best spirit stone in the world couldn't compare to one percent. She was so perfect that she didn't belong to the human world. It seemed that she came from the Nine Heavens, crushing all fairies and spirits, and Yanran was the only one.
In the next second, a set of more beautiful clothes appeared on Yanran's body.
It covered Yanran's perfect body, but it set off Yanran's beauty even more.
Although compared with Yanran's clothes, there was still a big flaw. It was not enough, but Yanran's appearance was too beautiful!
No matter what clothes Yanran wore, she looked beautiful.
And her accessories also disappeared. Looking up, even the middle-aged woman and her realm, which was enough to destroy Wu Xian's power, became absent-minded at this moment.
They forgot to breathe, forgot the surroundings, and forgot everything. Yanran was the only one for them.
…
Until Yanran's dissatisfied voice came.
"Eh? Why does this dress feel so awkward? "
Yanran turned her body here and there, and her head also looked around. Why did it feel so awkward?
At this time, Yanran's clothes were the blue and white long dress that she was looking at. There was a small white light around it, which was very beautiful.
But it was a little too big. It was like the clothes worn by some female emperors on TV. The back of the trousers was long, and the cuffs were also very big. Along with Yanran's movements, a lot of beautiful things came out. It felt very good, but Yanran herself was not used to it.
She usually wore some simple clothes, and it was more or less difficult for her to get used to it when she suddenly changed into this kind of clothes.
The middle-aged woman came back to her senses and immediately summoned a mirror in front of Yanran.
With such a good dress and face, Yanran would not be a little absent-minded when she saw it.
She did not want to admit that she had a nosebleed when she saw herself just now.
They had not seen each other for a few days, but Yanran found that she seemed to have changed a lot. She was not so tempting before.
Ahem, Yanran would not say that she had already checked her body thoroughly!
The middle-aged woman seemed to have noticed it. She came to Yanran and hugged her intimately, wanting to help Yanran change her clothes.
"Honey, did you think about other things just now? For example, you were thinking about how to change your clothes. Besides, your body is still so beautiful, is it …"
"No!" Yanran refused decisively.
…
After a short while, Yanran walked out of the clothing store and decided not to come back again.
However, she would not only meet the middle-aged woman for a short while. Yanran would always be in the middle-aged woman's palm.
Yan Ran walked away without looking back at the two people who were sending her off with smiles on their faces.
The clothes on her body were no longer the bulky type. Instead, they had become simple. The ones that were dragging at the back had disappeared, replaced by a skirt that was knee-length. The sides of her hands weren't that big, and she looked even lighter.
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