The white cockroach is so thin, so dripping it like this, and then not changing the dry clothes, it is sure to get cold.

Bai Hao waved his hand: "I don't care, Big Brother, do you have a suitable Hu Feng clothes, give him a set."

Meng Nan nodded: "Yes, I am similar to Hu Feng. Just wear me, come in."

Hu Feng was reluctant, even if it was wet clothes, he would rather wear his own, but he could not attack with a white eyes, but he had no choice but to follow Meng Nan.

Meng Nan took out a brand new silk coat from her closet, followed by a rain-blue apron. Because it was summer, the robe was covered with dark embroidered moiré, which was tangible and thin. It is Meng Nan's favorite costume and the standard dress of the nobles.

He has a cupboard belt, a variety of colors and materials, from the waistband of a cabinet, a waist that is similar to the color of the azure shirt, and a pair of new boots.

He sent the belt of clothes and shoes to the front of Hu Feng, and was going to teach him how to wear it. After all, these clothes are different from the ones he wears on weekdays.

Hu Feng has already untied his belt and said to him: "You don't shy away?"

Meng Nan cut out: "It's like I'm rare to see you." He is too lazy to talk nonsense, turned out of the room, thinking that if you don't wear it and call me, I don't necessarily go in.

Hu Feng looked at the clothes in front of him, and skillfully put one piece on his body. He faintly gave birth to a feeling that such clothes, which he used to wear, must always be worn.

Wearing clean clothes, he took a dry cloth towel and rubbed the dripping hair. He casually took a small squat on his head and put some wet hair on his shoulder. He went out.

The Jinweiwei had borrowed a dress and came over. He had just handed it to the hands of Bai Yu, and Hu Feng pushed the door out.

The sight of the three people in the room was immediately set on Hu Feng’s body, and they could no longer move one point.

Jin Weiwei sighed: "As the saying goes, people rely on clothing, and the Buddha depends on gold. This is really nothing wrong."

Meng Nan looked at Hu Feng, and his brow slightly provoked. Whether it was appearance or temperament, Hu Feng’s ordinary farmer had different characteristics. Taking off the coarse blouse and putting on this gorgeous brocade, it was as if he was born to wear a brocade. The material, the extravagance of the inside from the inside is unavoidable.

When he first met Hu Feng, he had such a feeling. At that time, he was only blind, but he did not expect that it was not a dazzling.

Bai Yan smiled forward and reached out and touched the clothes on Hu Feng. "The clothes of this color are extremely picky. You can control it easily. The foundation is good and willful."

Hu Feng did not bother to laugh at her, frowning and tilting her eyes. "Don't change clothes, wait for sick?"

The white sputum spit out his tongue and licked something, and hurried to the middle.

When she came out, the eyes of the three men in the room were immediately attracted to her. The gold guards once again lamented: "People rely on clothing, this is really true!"

The white pheasant wore a white polka-dot brooch and a partial guilty blouse. The goose was yellow and bamboo-shaped phoenix skirt. The skirt was slightly longer. She was wearing a skirt and smiled a little silly: "This skirt is long and it is not convenient to walk. ""

The bruises on the previous face have disappeared, and the original white skin is more delicate and beautiful in the pink blouse, but unfortunately the body is short and thin.

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