Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 296 Miss Republic of China is acting like a baby again (47)

Jiang Wan followed Zhang Yanqing into the car, but after driving for a while, she realized something was wrong.

This is not the way back to Yanlu Mansion.

He turned his head and was about to ask, but there were hands on his waist, and they pulled her into the cold and firm arms.

"Don't" Jiang Wan pushed him.

Zong Yu, who was sitting in the front row, had quick hands and eyes. Without being reminded by his own warlord, he pulled the curtains on both sides of the car room with both hands, and separated the front and rear rows with a piece of red velvet cloth.

Zhang Yanqing didn't let go, her big palm clamped her delicate jaw, and raised her small face.

He rubbed her red lips with his fingertips, "Let me see if it's still swollen."

After saying that, Jiang Wan quickly knocked off his hand, and took advantage of the situation to pinch his thigh, obviously annoyed.

"What are you taking me for?" She asked calmly.

"At a party."

Jiang Wan sneered, "So you didn't make a special trip to pick me up."

"No." He replied.

Jiang Wan narrowed her eyes, holding back her angry eyes.

Just a second before she got angry, Zhang Yanqing kissed the soft hair, and explained with a smile, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gone to that banquet."

"because I?"

"Well, to attend the banquet tonight, you need to bring your female companion."

Jiang Wan, "What does that have to do with me!"

"The fiancee is too beautiful and wants to show off."

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Zhang Yanqing took Jiang Wan to a small alley.

There are many storefronts with old signboards in the alleys.

Jiang Wan got out of the car and glanced at the dilapidated wooden door, "Is this the place where you are going to attend the banquet?"

Zhang Yanqing smiled but said nothing, and led her into an old shop.

It's a tailor shop.

There was an old man with gray hair in the store, with a pair of flower glasses on the bridge of his nose and a pink and white measuring tape hanging from his neck.

Standard old tailor dress.

"Uncle Wu." Zhang Yanqing called out.

The old man called "Uncle Wu" was sewing something, and when he heard someone calling him, he continued to work without raising his head, "Sit by yourself."

After a while, Uncle Wu stopped what he was doing, and came to entertain them after drinking two sips of tea, "Get the clothes?"

Jiang Wan was puzzled.

What clothes?
Zhang Yanqing nodded, "Go to Mr. Fang's banquet tonight."

Uncle Wu said "Oh" knowingly, pushed the reading glasses, and swept towards Jiang Wan with a smile, "Take the little girl?"

"fiancée."

Hearing these three words, Uncle Wu's expression was surprised for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Zhang Yanqing said just now.

"Okay, okay!" He said "OK" three times in a row, his eyes were a little moved, but he quickly examined Jiang Wan's figure critically with the eyes of a tailor.

After looking at it for a long time, a satisfied expression appeared on his face, "Not bad, it is worthy of the cheongsam I made."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked to the high shelf, opened a drawer, and took out the cheongsam on the tray.

"Girl, go and see if it fits you well." Uncle Wu handed over the cheongsam, and took out a pair of brand new high-heeled shoes that matched the cheongsam.

Jiang Wan took the things, turned around and went into the changing room inside the house.

The time to change clothes is either long or short.

Uncle Wu went to work again, Zhang Yanqing sat on the sofa, picked a newspaper from the table and read it in his hand.

After an unknown amount of time, the clear and rhythmic sound of high heels stepping on the ground rang in his ears, disturbing his thoughts.

The skirt embroidered with rouge is rippling on the white bare feet, soft and magnificent, like fog and rain.

The silk plate is from the collar to the right chest, and the waistline is pinched extremely thin, outlining the exquisite body in various styles, just like a fairy concubine.

Zhang Yanqing raised her head, but her expression suddenly stopped, leaving only amazed and hot.

He knew that she was extremely beautiful in a cheongsam, so breathtakingly beautiful.

But seeing that she was wearing a colorful cheongsam, he thought, he was afraid that he would never know the beauty of spring in his eyes from now on.

Qing is a beautiful woman, peerless and independent.

When Uncle Wu heard the voice, he poked his head out from behind a curtain, stared at the girl in the cheongsam, and laughed loudly, "Not bad."

He glanced at Zhang Yanqing, and said with ridicule, "Have you thought about it, are you really going to take the little girl to the banquet?" Don't hide it?

Zhang Yanqing didn't look at him, and didn't argue with him.

Uncle Wu pursed his lips, thinking that he was boring, "Leave as soon as you finish changing, don't take my place!"

Soon, the head behind the curtain shrank back again.

Seeing that Zhang Yanqing looked at her strangely, Jiang Wan stood in front of him, turned around, and asked him with a low face, "Isn't it good-looking?"

Zhang Yanqing still didn't say a word, but stood up abruptly, holding her wrist with a big hand, and led her out.

He walked in such a hurry that Jiang Wan could only trot to keep up.

Seeing that he was leading her into the car impatiently, Jiang Wan couldn't help raising her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Zhang Yanqing, don't you think I look so good in a cheongsam and don't want to take me to the banquet?"

Zhang Yanqing didn't feel the embarrassment of being exposed.

He nodded and admitted, his eyes fell on her lips, and he smiled meaningfully, "I have never tried a cheongsam."

Jiang Wan, "??"

(End of this chapter)