Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

But now that Wenren Muyue asked this question, it is naturally impossible for Mubai to dismantle her.

After all, the other party is his nominal girlfriend right now.

You can only talk nonsense with your eyes open.

"Well, I knew the man I liked would believe it, as long as you believe it, I don't care what other people think."

Wenren Muyue smiled lightly, and a slight dimple appeared on her beautiful face.

She seemed to care about Mu Bai's opinion.

"Your man? Sister Xiaoyue, you speak so domineeringly, like a queen, domineering and powerful... From now on, you are my idol."

The eyes of the pastoral group are full of admiration.

Zhang Qingya was obviously also taken aback by Wenren Muyue's domineering tone.

What is the origin of this girl?

His temperament is noble and elegant... and his tone of voice is very confident. No matter what, he cannot be associated with a court lady.

On the other hand, in Mubai's words, there are black lines on his forehead.

Glancing secretly at the arrogant and peacock-like Wenren Muyue, she muttered to herself: I just asked you to come here temporarily so that you can drop the role of girlfriend.

This little girl won't take it seriously, will she?

Do you really regard yourself as her future husband?

"That Xiaoyue, you said that your skirt is 8000 million, are you planning to blackmail us?"

The eldest aunt, the second aunt, the elder sister-in-law, and the second sister-in-law looked ugly again.

"I never meant to ask the elders to compensate, it was you who said before that you must compensate.

Wenren Muyue shrugged and said: "As a junior, I also accept it passively. Why are you accusing me of persecuting you now?"

These words were just right, causing the pastoral group to give a thumbs up secretly.

Mu Bai was spat all over his face by his cousins ​​before, so he couldn't move or hit him.

At this time, Wenren Muyue's counterattack obviously made him extremely happy.

But what worries him is that the lies will be exposed anyway, how will it end then?

"Of course, as a junior, I came to visit my man's house for the first time today, so let's forget about the skirt and just pretend it didn't happen."

Wenren Muyue grasped the word 'property' very well, and did not continue to be aggressive.

However, the eldest aunt and the others obviously did not plan to let Wenren Muyue go easily.

"Forget it? How can we forget it before the matter is clarified? It makes us seem to have taken advantage of your third and third bedrooms."

"Hmph, a skirt worth several thousand, you really think you're wearing a jade dress? This tone, tsk tsk... really disgusting."

The elder sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law said contemptuously.

"Ding~"

At this moment, the eldest aunt picked up her mobile phone and sent a pop-up video to an avatar in the address book.

"Mom, can you play the video for me?"

It was the elder sister Mu Qingcheng who spoke.

A well-known first-line female star in China.

"Qingcheng, you are used to seeing big scenes and luxury goods, but do you know that there are dresses worth 8000 million in this world?"

The eldest aunt obviously has a feeling that she will not give up on Wenren Muyue's lies, and will not give up.

"Two years ago, at the top international clothing event, an evening dress called Night Angel was auctioned. This dress was made by the top designer of Eagle Country...

It's a rose-colored dress, and the material itself is bloodshot from the deep-sea blood coral that has been deposited for thousands of years. It took three years to make this dress by hand..."

Mu Qingcheng is like a few treasures: "And the skirt is also inlaid with nine glazed butterflies. The origin of these nine butterflies is even more extraordinary. They are made of amber condensed from silkworms. Each of them has the effect of warming in winter and cooling in summer.

I heard that this skirt is a defensive spirit garment, and when encountering a strong external force, nine glazed butterflies can bloom... wrapping the wearer like a cocoon, so as to avoid fatal attacks..."

"anything else?"

Hearing this, the eldest aunt, the second aunt, the eldest sister-in-law, and the second sister-in-law felt a little bad.

Because Mu Qingcheng's narration is very similar to the dress worn by Wenren Muyue.

"I heard that the designer of the Eagle Country who made the Night Angel has passed away, and that Night Angel has also become a masterpiece..."

Mu Qingcheng said: "Right now, at home and abroad, there are powerful forces with strong financial resources and even the royal families of various countries. They have paid a price of [-] million yuan to buy that Night Angel. Unfortunately, they don't even know the identity of the person who bought it."

"Two hundred million?"

The eldest aunt, the second aunt, the eldest sister-in-law, and the second sister-in-law all stuttered.

"Mom, why are you asking this? Could it be because you saw this dress?"

Mu Qingcheng was puzzled and said: "By the way, my daughter remembers that during the international auction two years ago, it was a mysterious person from Huaxia who auctioned off this skirt."

"Then, take a look, is it the one she's wearing?"

The auntie pointed the camera at the famous Muyue with a trembling wrist.

"It's very similar, but I'm not sure. In fact, to prove whether the girl is wearing a night angel, just turn off the light."

Mu Qingcheng said: "A true night angel, once the lights are turned off, the skirt will burn like a flame, and the nine glazed butterflies will keep changing, giving people the feeling of flying out of the clothes."

Speaking of this, there is no need to tell others, the Ghost Mutuan has already rushed to press the button of the light.

In an instant!

The whole living room was plunged into darkness, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Only the rose-colored dress on Wenren Muyue exuded a strange red light, burning like a flame, gorgeous and eye-catching.

Especially those glazed butterflies, with the movement of her figure, there was a strange change, each one was lifelike.

It seemed as if it wanted to spread its wings and fly out of the clothes.

"Really, it turned out to be true, the dress Xiaoyue was wearing turned out to be a real Night Angel!"