1228. Chapter 1228 Tonight, I’ll Let You See Enough!

He pushed open the door of the dressing room and walked towards the huge full-length mirror in the room.

The boy in the mirror was wearing a black T-shirt, revealing countless beautiful muscles and lines on his body. There was an indescribable sexiness and charm in his gestures.

Just as he was pulling his clothes unhappily, Lan Feifei walked into the room with two glasses of juice. She saw He Chaoran standing in front of the full-length mirror at a glance, and immediately lowered her eyes with a guilty conscience.

"Your... juice..." She stammered, handed the juice to him, but still did not dare to look up at him.

He Chaoran turned around silently and took it, picked up the cup and took a few sips, and then put the cup on the table beside him. He looked at her without blinking, and she couldn't raise her head anymore...

In the air, it seemed that there was a string that was getting tighter and tighter, and it might break at any time.

Lan Feifei's neck was a little sore, and finally she couldn't help but look up at him, and was immediately shocked by the anger in his eyes.

"If you don't want to design clothes for me, you can tell me directly." He Chaoran looked at her steadily, locking her eyes tightly. It is said that clothes make the man, and when he puts on this kind of clothes, even the way he looks at people becomes charming and attractive.

Lan Feifei's heart suddenly jumped, and her eyes moved from his tightly closed red lips to a huge hole on his chest as if possessed by a ghost.

Although He Chaoran looked scary at the moment, she still mustered up the courage to say: "So, you are doubting my vision now? I also have something to say to you. If you don't want to wear the clothes I designed, take them off and give them back to me! This is the most basic respect for a designer!"

"Respect?" The veins on He Chaoran's forehead couldn't help but jump happily, and his hands hanging by his side clenched tightly, "What about you, is this how you 'respect' me? You let me stand on the stage dressed like this, what's the difference between wearing nothing? Are you kidding me?"

"Whatever...whatever you think! Anyway, I just have one thing to say, you can wear it or not, if you don't want to wear it, take it off and give it back to me!"

Lan Feifei was a little guilty, but He Chaoran's attitude also made her very dissatisfied. Yes, she admitted that she deliberately designed the clothes like this because of the scandal between him and the female star, but she spent several nights anyway, and he actually said that she was kidding him!

As soon as the voice fell, she was immediately dumbfounded! Unexpectedly, He Chaoran really took off the black holey clothes on his body in front of her without saying a word!

Because of the violent action, several holes were torn open by him, making a tearing sound in the silent night.

Soon, his strong upper body was exposed under the bright light, and she could even see every muscle line and texture on his body.

"He Chaoran, you actually!" Before she finished her words, He Chaoran started to unbutton his pants with a tense face, and then a zipper sound rang in her ears.

Lan Feifei quickly covered her eyes, but from the slightly opened gap, she still saw He Chaoran take off his pants and throw them aside fiercely.

"Why, why are you closing your eyes? You designed such clothes, don't you want to see me without clothes?" His tone was mocking, and he approached her step by step, "Tonight, I'll let you see enough!"