good night warlord

"Okay, which outfit would Miss Gu want to try on?"

Gu Qingyi bent her lips: "I don't like making choices, of course I want everything, I bought all of these, Fu Bo, you paid me to go try on clothes."

Such beautiful clothes, and those beautiful hair accessories and pearl hairpins, it would be a waste of money not to buy them all.

The Zhan family's servants took all the clothes off and sent them to the fitting room, and Gu Qingyi couldn't wait to start changing.

The man who came out of the study saw Forbe giving money to a stranger, and lifted his lips: "Who are they?"

Fu Bo explained: "The young mistress has ordered clothes for their family and is trying them on in the fitting room."

Hearing this, the man raised his foot and walked towards the fitting room.

"Aunt Zhou, how do I tie this belt? Why is it so beautiful while wearing it?"

From far away, Zhan Shiyan heard the little girl's dissatisfied voice from the fitting room:
"Aunt Zhou, go and see if the Yashang people have left. If not, call someone to come and teach me how to wear them."

Aunt Zhou responded, "Okay, young mistress."

During the war, Yan saw Aunt Zhou coming out, and Aunt Zhou saw him, and was about to call sir, but was stopped by the man's silence.

"Go."

Aunt Zhou nodded understandingly when the man lowered his voice, and left quietly.

During the war, Yan raised his foot into the fitting room, hooked his long legs, and closed the door of the fitting room.

Because the little girl hadn't dressed yet, she didn't open the curtain that covered the mirror, so she couldn't find out that the person who came in was not from Yashang.

Gu Qingyi didn't look back, she pawed and tugged on the hanger with her little hands:

"I don't know how to wear this kind of Hanfu, please teach me which one to wear first?"

After Yan walked in during the war, he realized that the clothes the little girl chose today were different from what he expected.

Not the popular brand dresses, but Hanfu.

The man remembered that the little girl asked Aunt Zhou to find a helper just now, but he stopped him. It seems that he is the only one to help her.

His eyes fell on a piece of red fabric, and he raised his hand to pinch a red tie.

The fabric is not big, and it unfolds in front of his eyes after being twisted casually by him.

The pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water was embroidered on the soft fabric. As the fabric unfolded, two fires suddenly ignited in the man's deep eyes.

The little girl murmured unknowingly:

"These clothes are too beautiful. After wearing them, I feel like a witch who is a disaster for the country."

Hearing this, a picture of a beautiful woman from the southern country appearing on the stage in Yan's eyes during the war.

Dare to wear this kind of thing to dance for other men to see?

Do you still want to be the witch of disaster?
His little thing is really getting fatter and bolder.

A chill quietly spread throughout the fitting room.

"Beauty, you haven't told me how to wear this yet."

Gu Qingyi took a white skirt and turned around, but what caught her eyes was a man's black suit. She was startled, and when she looked up, she saw her husband's handsome but cold face.

The little girl screamed inwardly, what did she say just now?

My god... the demon girl who is a disaster for the country.

She won't be ruined before she can ruin the country.

The little heart was apprehensive, blinking a pair of overripe grape-like eyes and asked unknowingly:
"Husband? When did you come in?"

Gu Qingyi thought it was Yashang's young lady.

During the war, Yan pinched the piece of red cloth in his hand and threw it at the little girl's face. The little girl squinted her eyes covered by the soft cloth, but the man's seemingly random movements carried a hint of insanity:

"It's been a while." After these five words, Zhan Shiyan's eyes locked on the little girl's face quietly:

"Are you going to wear this to a dance?"

Gu Qingyi groaned secretly in her heart, tore off the cloth covering her face, grabbed it into a ball and held it in her palm, wishing that she could turn into a Taibaijinxing and burn the three flavors of real fire in her palm to burn the things in her palm Turn into ashes, destroying corpses and wiping out traces.

Why did my husband see something like a bellyband?

She didn't know why Yashang would sell Hanfu with this kind of tights.

Is the service as complete as this?

Gu Qingyi had no other choice. Zhan Shiyan must have heard what he said casually about harming the country and the enchantress. If he was unhappy, he would definitely be forbidden to dance. The little girl decided to please him and make him happy.

The little girl walked over clutching the little coat in her hand, wrapped around the man's thin waist and said coquettishly:
"I don't have one. How can I wear this to show others? If I want to wear it, I only wear it for my husband."

During the war, Yan looked at the delicate and lovely little wife in his arms, and when he saw the sly look in her eyes, he understood that the little wife was using beauty tricks to deal with him.

Gu Qingyi thought that he would be tricked by this big hungry wolf at night, so he took the initiative to deliver it to his door today.

I can't believe he's not happy.

However, the fingers of the small hands around his waist were separated by the man, and the small shoulders were also stretched by the man. The heat source who was holding her took a step back, leaving her arms empty.

Gu Qingyi stared at her husband who pushed her away in astonishment, and during the war, Yan casually lifted a red Hanfu skirt from the hanger and threw it on the little girl:

"Go change it, and let my husband see if you have the potential to be a witch of disaster."

After finishing speaking, Yan Leng frowned and sat on the only single sofa in the fitting room with his long legs spread apart. The aggressive sitting posture was like an emperor holding life and death aloft.

And she really became a dancer who was going to charm the king.

Gu Qingyi knew that he was angry, she was just joking.

Well, she went to change it, but she didn't believe it, she couldn't seduce a big hungry wolf tonight.

Pulling the curtain of changing clothes, when Gu Qingyi was still struggling with how to wear these complicated clothes, she miraculously found that she was forced by Yan Yi during the war, and put them on indiscriminately.

Does this count as stimulating potential?
Gu Qingyi lowered her eyes to look at her up and down outfits, feeling that she was going to be beautiful by herself.

She glanced back at the figure of the man sitting sparsely behind the curtain.

Husband, if you can't hold on, you will lose.

Before the curtain was opened, the human voice came first.

"There are beauties in the Northern Kingdom, who are independent from the world..."

With a clear voice and beautiful words, as the curtain was slowly opened, a slender and petite beauty in red fell into the eyes of the emperor.

The bright light printed the girl's red dress like fire, and the fabric made of light gauze, under the light, the girl's fair skin and slender softness were looming.

As soon as she raised her hand, the red yarn showed a sad arc under the cold light, like an orphan girl who lost her homeland.

The girl's face was as indifferent as the wind and snow in the north. After being frozen, even the volcano couldn't melt it. Her bare feet danced like she was stepping on the ice blades.

"I don't know, the city and the country,..."