Really, won’t you go back to the starting point? It''s too tiring to let me slowly find the right clothes.


    Just when I was in a daze, a sensational picture appeared in front of me.


    That was the popular aircraft war animation before - as we all know, in order to sell meat, female pilots of aircraft war animations are all wearing **** and tight combat uniforms, just like this one.


    Although I really wanted to complain about why I had to wear high heels when I turned on the mecha, the curves of the girl Miaomeng, wrapped in tight clothes, still left a deep impression on me.


    Ah, that''s it!


    I immediately made a decision in my heart.


    "Marry, how about this set? By the way, just match it with a pink wig and contact lenses."


    I pointed to this tight leather combat suit with red as the base tone and full of technological textures.


    "Hey? It''s just going to a comic exhibition. Do you need to be so serious?"


    She glanced at the clothes, her face full of reluctance.


    I smashed my mouth.


    "Please, I respect you very much this time and give you face, right?"


    "But, but, this dress is very tight, right? I always feel a little dirty..."


    "What, it''s obviously wrapped around your whole body. It''s completely conservative. Besides, your health is still good, so you should be able to control your tights, or..."


    I paused and brought a provocation to the following words.


    "Or you''re fat again?"


    "What? What does it mean to be fat again? Have I ever been fat?"


    Angry flame erupted in Jasmine''s eyes.


    As expected, as long as you are a girl, you are afraid of being called fat.


    As a result, she stood up directly from the seat, put her hands on the side of her body and clenched her fists tightly, with an angry expression on her face.


    "Hey? But why don''t you dare to wear tights?"


    "I said, isn''t it a waste of being so tight?"


    "But isn''t this your own wishful thinking? Everyone just simply appreciates the appearance of the beautiful girl."


    "Do you think I''ll believe it?"


    "Hey, it seems that you are really fat and you still like to shirk all kinds of things."


    "No... don''t believe it, look!"


    Her face turned a little red, and Jasmine was pulled into some kind of trap by me before I knew it. She stared at me with gritted teeth, took a deep breath, put her hand on the hem of her shirt, unbuttoned a few buttons, and straightened her belly to me.


    Because I was still sitting in the chair, Jasmine''s movement just made her belly level with the height of my sight. From the slightly open shirt, I saw her snow-white and fat belly.


    The skin on it is quite delicate, and it seems to be a little elastic, and the belly button is like a finishing touch. Seriously speaking, Jasmine''s belly is not very protruding. After all, her waist is very thin when her chest and buttocks are set off.


    Before I knew it, my eyes seemed to be attracted by her belly. Just as Jasmine lowered her head and confirmed that her belly was not fleshy and was proud, I subconsciously stretched out my hand.