No one responded—
Song Song tried a few more tis, using a lot of force, but it still didn’t work. It was damn tight.
She was afraid that if she used all her strength, this dress might end up ruined in her hands, so it was better to call the sales assistant outside for help.
"... Miss, are you outside? If it’s convenient, please co in and help, the zipper is really stuck. Uh! Don’t be shy, I’m wearing clothes."
"..."
Again, no one responded, but several seconds later, Song Song sensed soone entering the dressing room. Since she was facing away, she didn’t see who ca in.
She thought it must be the sales assistant.
Song Song said a bit embarrassedly, "I had a big pot of pickled fish for dinner, and also a bowl of rice. I guess my stomach got too big, so the clothes are a bit tight. Miss, please help , okay?"
After speaking, Song Song started to inhale. She couldn’t believe there would co a day when she needed to do this just to put on clothes. Was this not a historically significant mont?
The person behind her looked at her smooth, jade-like skin, with so small beads of sweat shining on it, creating an inexplicable visual impact that was hard to look away from.
He reached out to lift her long hair, touching her soft back, saying, "It’s just a stuck zipper, why are you inhaling?"
"..."
Song Song’s whole head exploded; she was suddenly shocked and panicked, wanting to turn around, but the man’s hand was already wrapped around her waist at so point...
Tight, ticulous.
In an instant, in this narrow space, she didn’t know what to do, as if the air she inhaled into her chest was tainted with his scent.
"Uncle, why did you co in... I was trying to find..."
"You were trying to find the miss to help with your zipper?"
The man interrupted slowly, but the tension between words made Song Song feel she couldn’t let her guard down.
"There’s no miss, just . Do you want it or not?"
Song Song: "..."
Does she still have the right to say no now? Does she?
The urgent task is to have him zip up the back and then get out!
The only thing Song Song was relieved about at this mont was that she was at least wearing clothes, otherwise, it would really be... too embarrassing.
"Hehe!" She laughed extrely awkwardly, her little hands tightly guarding her chest, "Then, I’ll trouble you, Uncle, thank you!"
The man looked at her actions and couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile, "Do you think there’s much to see in front that you need to hold so tightly?"
This comnt made Song Song abruptly loosen her grip, dropping her hands to her sides, but only for two or three seconds, and then she covered her chest again...
Damn, his tricks are too deep; she can’t easily fall into them.
Xiao Jinghuai didn’t tease her further and zipped up the back of her dress easily. As he was about to leave, he leaned suggestively close to the girl’s ear and said, "There’s nothing wrong with the zipper, were you deliberately calling for help?"
"..."
Even if Song Song was slow to react, she understood his implication and her face instantly turned red with embarrassnt, seriously denying, "No!"
Xiao Jinghuai laughed, casually patting her little backside, "Better not."
Then he left right amid Song Song’s embarrassnt and frustration...
Because of his action, Song Song hesitated for a long ti in the dressing room before she opened the door.
Strangely, when she pushed open the door, she saw the sales assistant already standing outside respectfully. Song Song puzzledly asked, "Where did Miss go just now?"
"Uh, I didn’t go anywhere, I was here all along."
"But, I called you in for help just now, and you didn’t respond!"
At this mont, the sales assistant suddenly realized and covered her mouth with a light laugh, "Oh, your husband said you were easily shy, so he went in to help personally."
Song Song: "!!!!!!!"
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