Knock it off!The Shenyan couple are also in love today and sprinkle sugar

Gong Yan immediately made a decision: "I'll go get it now."

Bo Zhi stopped her, "No need, just let someone else bring it over."

Before Gong Yan could speak, Bo Zhi picked up her cell phone and made a call, "Bo Songsong, if I remember correctly, did you go to my house today?"

A man's dangerous and domineering tone came from the other end of the phone.

Angrily said: "Bo Zhi, what did you call me?!"

Bo Zhi propped her chin and curled her small mouth, calling lazily, "Little uncle~"

Bo Song snorted coldly, "It's not too bad."

The Bo family is typical, they love fierceness when they are fierce, and they are also very fond of coaxing.

"looking for me?"

Bozhi thought for a while and said, "Go to my third cloakroom and take out a black velvet dress from the sixth row of cabinets."

Bo Song: "..."

Do you have the guts to say it again? ? ?

Gong Yan had no strength to support her forehead.

She really didn't expect that the other person Bo Zhi mentioned was the Boss Bosong himself.

Bo Zhizhi is so daring.

Before Bo Song could get angry, Bo Zhi said in a lazy voice, "Thank you, little uncle~ You are really the best and best uncle in the world~"

After speaking, Gong Yan wanted to laugh.

Can Tangtang Bo always believe this kind of emotionless flattering technique?

The other end of Bo Song was still for a while, and then replied impatiently, "Oh, I see."

Gong Yan: "...?"

Bo Zhi spread out her small hands, and put them away with peace of mind.

It was already half an hour after Bo Song came over.

The man walked in with long legs holding a well-fitted dress, and he was full of domineering aura, which stunned the staff.

Bo Zhi asked him to finish the work, but her tone was not polite at all.

Resting on his chin and waiting boredly, "Why are you so slow."

Bo Song wanted to smash the dress on her head.

He gritted his teeth, "I still want to say, are you running a shopping mall at home?!"

This girl's cloakroom actually occupies an entire floor of the villa.

A straight man like Bo Song has never seen such a scene.

Bozhi waved her little hand indifferently, "It's only a million or so~"

Gong Yan: "..." I finally understand why this girl is so poor.

Even if it is the [-]th line, there is actually a lot of money. As a result, Bo Zhi is surprisingly poor, and she bought all the beautiful clothes for the co-authors.

In comparison, Yanshen's 100 yuan is really miserable.

Gong Yan was too lazy to listen to their bickering, time was urgent, she went up to ask for a dress, and said in a calm tone, "Thank you."

Bo Song's voice paused, and he squinted his long eyes to look at her.

The meaning on the face is: what kind of onion are you, dare to talk to me like that?

Gong Yan was silent for a second.

Continue to say without expression: "Thank you, handsome President."

Sure enough, the expression on Bo Song's face immediately relaxed, he straightened his tie, and handed the things in his hand to Gong Yan very readily.

Gao Leng said, "You're welcome."

Gong Yan: "..."

The man who co-authored is actually a fool, right?

……

As soon as Bo Zhi entered the dressing room, a staff member hurried in with several dresses.

"Broker Gong, we temporarily brought over a few dresses, why don't you choose them again?"

You can't let the artist really have no clothes to wear.

Gong Yan glanced roughly and frowned.

Not to mention that it was far from Bo Zhi's own dress, even the original one was worse.

She coldly refused, "No need, my artist has prepared her own dress."

The staff was taken aback.

Gong Yan said calmly, "Please discount the money for the dress, thank you."

"..."

Bo Song was originally sitting on the sofa with his long legs crossed, swiping his phone, when he heard this, he scoffed: "Have you two been reduced to living off the difference?"

"..."

This tyrant boss doesn't understand the sufferings of the world, and his tone is no different from that of 'you two pick up trash together every day to make a living'.

Gong Yan didn't want to talk to him.

She said to the staff, "Is there a problem?"

Gong Yan herself was full of aura, and the staff responded tremblingly, "No, no problem."

It was their dereliction of duty, and they should be compensated.

It's just... Although the quality of this dress is not as good as the first one, it is still a dress. What kind of dress can Bo Zhi make with an eighteen thread?

Just when the door of the dressing room opened, a beauty in a long black velvet dress came out.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the dressing room were straightened.

Black velvet pinches the beauty's slender waist, matched with bright and luxurious jewelry, her lips are rich cherry red, and her frowns and smiles are flamboyant and seductive.

Like a noble daughter walking out of a dinner party in an ancient painting.

Just one make-up can instantly kill one piece.

Someone murmured, "My God..."

Everyone present was amazed, only one person squinted in displeasure.

The straight guy complained, "Why are you dressed like a light bulb, I'm going to be blind."

"..."

Holding the hem of her skirt, Bo Zhi went over to pinch Bo Song's neck, "Bo Song, die for me!!!"

Gong Yan felt a headache seeing them.

She pulled up the thin branch, "Okay, okay, don't wrinkle the dress, let's go to shoot first."

The staff also exclaimed, "It's so pretty, Sister Zhizhi, it's much prettier than the dress that was taken away."

As soon as the words fell, the man who was lazy just a second ago suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Have you been robbed of your dress?"

He looked at Bo Zhi, Bo Zhi nodded indifferently, "You go and grab it back."

Bo Song didn't say a word, straightened the messed up tie and got up.

Quite obedient.

Bo Zhi said to him again: "I think that dress suits you very well, you must look good in it."

Bo Song: "...?"

At the same time the shooting scene.

Lin Fei put on Bo Zhi's dark blue dress and matched it with maple leaf red lipstick. Big blue and big orange piled up on her body, creating a strange disharmony.

Her mind was full of thin branches wearing them, she raised her chin slightly and asked, "Does it look good?"

Everyone present was a little afraid of her, and hesitated to speak, "It looks good."

Lin Fei snorted softly, and was also very satisfied with her makeup.

Perhaps the cameraman was too ugly, and the shooting ended soon. He rubbed his eyes and complained quietly: "The ability to make money is awesome. I have never shot such a tormenting commercial."

Of course, Lin Fei didn't dare to hear these words.

Lin Fei was not in the mood to listen at this time, her attention was completely attracted by a man.

The man was wearing a slender and straight suit, with a luxurious watch on his wrist. He was full of unattainable aura, with stern eyebrows, and his long eyes looked at her unkindly.

Many people's attention fell on him.

But he turned his ears off and only looked at her.

Lin Fei's heart beat faster, and asked the assistant, "Is he looking at me?"

The assistant nodded, "Yes."

Lin Fei looked happy.

Could it be...

She took the initiative to walk towards the man with her skirt in her hand, lowering her head with a charming face.

Bo Song watched her walking towards him, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his original thought of getting back the dress for Bo Zhi was gone.

"Hello, you seem to have been paying attention to me for a long time, is there anything you want to say to me?"

"Ah."

The man replied in a deep and cold voice, "You look good in this dress."

Her hoarse, magnetic voice is somewhat sexy.

Lin Fei didn't expect it to be under the light of the dress, and blushed waiting for him to finish.

The man sneered, and his voice was cold, "It's really pickles covered in rags, it's so ugly."