The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 811 The Old Dream of the Republic of China 1

"Apologize to Miss, you bastard." As soon as Wen Ling landed in the new world, he heard a woman's voice.

It's sticky and whiny, the question is whether it's the kind of sweet whine, but choking the throat, trying to imitate other people's whine, but it turns out that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, this sound sounds weird.

The little ginseng spirit opened her eyes, and found that she was sitting in a hall. She looked around quickly from the corner of her eyes. It looked like the ancient world, but it didn't quite look like it.

Because there are still some modern things there.

However, the hall is very large, and all kinds of furniture are made of high-quality mahogany or golden nanmu.

And the decoration is also very extravagant. Those fabrics or tablecloths, and even the accessories on the chairs, look like excellent materials.

It seems that the landing conditions are good, but I don't know what the situation is for the time being.

However, in front of his eyes, there were several people standing.

The girls in blue clothes and trousers should be the maids of the house.

There is no need to look at this one for now, there are six people in total, standing in six different positions.

In addition to these six people, there was another one standing beside Wen Ling. Compared with the other maids, this one was well dressed, but her hair style was the same, with two braids.

braid?

It's not quite like ancient times.

The little ginseng essence was a little dazed, and didn't realize what era it was for the time being.

Can't the combination of ancient and modern be achieved?

Putting down the doubts in my heart, I looked at the remaining two people besides these maids.

A man and a woman, the man may not even be in his twenties, his head is raised slightly, his face is disconvinced, he looks quite fair, but the unruly eyebrows make people look uncomfortable.

The woman next to him is quite old, she must be about forty no matter what.

wearing...

Huh?

cheongsam?

This kind of clothes, Wen Ling has experienced the modern world, so he still knows.

Therefore, there are both modern and ancient things here, and the little ginseng essence probably understands that he landed in that period.

During the Republic of China.

The woman was wearing a cheongsam embroidered with large peonies, and she had a good figure. After all, she was not young, so it was impossible for her to have no fat at all.

Cheongsam, which is a particularly figure-defining dress, will show all these weaknesses at this time.

Looking at the slightly protruding belly of the other party, Wen Ling purposely walked around the other party's body with spiritual energy.

Well, just fat, not pregnant.

However, seeing that the other party was wearing a cheongsam, which exposed all the shortcomings of his figure, Wen Ling silently lowered his head and took a look at his clothes.

After reading it, the little ginseng spirit secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't wear a cheongsam, but a small water blue dress, the kind of princess skirt with a little puffy texture.

If you wear this kind of clothes with your waist tied up, your waist will actually look very thin.

Because the skirt is very fluffy, it will line the waist very thin.

But Wen Ling felt it for a while, and he didn't feel that he had been girded, so he should be wearing it normally.

The figure is fine, but I haven't felt the malice from the fleshy belly yet.

"Hmph." After the woman's voice fell, the unruly boy stood there and snorted coldly, obviously not convinced.

The woman didn't seem to care, she turned her head, smiled flatteringly and said, "Hey, miss, this kid has a bad temper, and I can't control it, you see, no matter how you say it, he is still a brother and sister after all, miss Let's see if this is the case..."

new plane~

(End of this chapter)