The happy daily life of routine sea king

Ms. Yan still smiled brightly: "Shanshan, long time no see, your lateness hasn't changed yet, I really miss the way you were punished for being late before."

Shanshan raised her chin: "The master didn't say anything about the beginning, why are you in a hurry, I just went to pick up my good sister, oh, I'm still an old acquaintance of yours!"

She stepped aside, and a girl in a pale pink dress walked into the yard gracefully.

The first thing people notice is that the dress is sweet but not greasy, with a spring-like soft tone, coupled with the girl's snow-like complexion, the whole person seems to be shining.

She behaved gracefully and walked forward at a leisurely pace, surrounded by almost transparent gauze like mist, as if walking on clouds.

As she walked, the double flat hair combed on her hair swayed slightly, adding a bit of youthful agility to the girl.

When she came closer, the design patterns on the skirt and the layers of petals beside the skirt were displayed in detail in front of everyone.

The peach blossom-like fragrance emanated from her body, and everyone held their breaths. For a moment, it was almost impossible to tell whether they were in the sunlight of early autumn, or standing in the spring scenery of the garden, and the petals were sprinkled romantically.

The girl opened a folding fan with a gold border on a white background, covered half of her face and smiled lightly: "Why, don't you know me?"

A girl rubbed her eyes: "Miss Jiang? It's you! I don't think I've ever seen you wear this type of clothes!"

"I didn't expect Miss Jiang to have the potential of a classic beauty!"

Miss Yan's lips trembled, and she suddenly interjected: "This suit is really beautiful, where did you order it?"

Jiang Yingrong didn't need to look to know what she was thinking, but she still said truthfully: "It's not custom-made, I bought it after watching the live broadcast, it's a new product from an independent designer."

"Anchor?" Ms. Yan covered her mouth with a handkerchief pretentiously, "I didn't say that, with Ms. Jiang's worth, this dress doesn't suit you."

Without waiting for Jiang Yingrong to speak, Oli suddenly asked, "The designer you are talking about is probably Qian Xiaoqiao?"

"That's right, how did you know that?"

Oli became excited: "I knew that this embroidery design is very similar to her handwriting. We worked in a studio before, and I learned all my knowledge about traditional costumes from her!"

"She is a very thoughtful designer, but it's a pity that she insisted on returning to China for development. If she doesn't leave, my chief position may be hers."

"This suit is much more mature than her previous designs. It seems that her choice is not wrong."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Ms. Yan's face finally disappeared, and the hands shrunk into her sleeves clenched tightly into fists.

Originally wanted to rely on clothes to grab the limelight, but unexpectedly she was still outnumbered, and Ollie, who turned her elbow outward, was simply a pig teammate, but she couldn't say anything!

Although Jiang Yingrong didn't know Ollie's identity, she knew that she had won when she saw Miss Yan's calm face turning green and turning white.

So she winked at Ollie very friendly: "If she hears your affirmation, she will be very happy."

Even Ollie is a designer who looks up to him with admiration. Of course, all fashion lovers who are not short of money will not let go of the opportunity to appreciate this work.

No one paid any attention to Miss Yan, and even Oli came over to inquire about Qian Xiaoqiao.

In addition to the clothes, the background of Jiang's family also overwhelmed Ms. Yan, and even most of the people present turned to blow rainbow farts to Jiang Yingrong, most of them had no psychological burden.

A girl with a round face asked in a low voice: "The clothes look good, can you touch them?"

"Touch it, touch it." Jiang Yingrong said generously.

She wished they would boast more about the clothes, and it would be best to buy a few more sets, so that she could claim credit for her little brother!

The price of "Xiangyingxiu" is nothing to rich people. Seeing the sales volume in the background, Ling Yugui suddenly began to doubt life: "Are there so many rich people now?"

"Is it easy to buy a series for a set of thousands of dollars?"

Xi Yi rested her head on his shoulder: "Thanks to the volunteer salesman..."

The timing of the increase in sales coincided with the time when "The Fairy Watching You" said she was going to the party, and the delivery address was almost in the same area, and she probably gave a wave of sales.

"Huh?" Ling Yu went in without knowing it, his neck was itchy, and he couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "Hey, don't rely on me, can you?"

Since the close contact, Xi Yi especially likes to stick by his side.

There are also more and more physical contacts, and more and more "cross-border".

Ling Yugui didn't quite understand what it was good to hug and touch a man, and every time the other party approached him without saying hello, his heart would always be beating, and his whole body was not right.

For example, sitting on the sofa now, Xi Yi had to rest her chin on his left shoulder, and even touched her waist with her hands.

Ling Yugui was half-embraced in his arms like a pillow, and his body was hot and dry, as if he was sitting next to a blazing stove.

Fortunately, the weather is getting cooler, otherwise I would really be sweating profusely.

Xi Yi stared at Ling Yugui's red earlobes, rubbed her nose against the skin behind her ears more vigorously.

Ling Yugui's hair almost stood on end, "Hey, you..."

"As a reminder, the number of fans has exceeded 100 million today."

So fast? !

Ling Yugui immediately forgot what he was going to say just now, he was half happy and half hesitant.

Of course, I am happy because my account has more than 100 million followers, and I am hesitant because of the problem of dressing up as a woman.

It's impossible not to pretend, and if he has the momentum to become popular, then he doesn't have to mess around.

He sighed faintly: "Let's go, let's make a video."

The clothes were all ready-made, and after hearing that he might dress up as a woman, Qian Xiaoqiao immediately sent her newly designed winter style improved ancient costume.

"What should I shoot?" Ling Yugui turned out the heavy clothes with frayed edges, thinking about the subject to be photographed.

Xi Yi opened a video for him to watch: "Let's shoot this, it's been very popular recently."

In the video, a lovely young lady is effortlessly carried on her shoulders by her boyfriend. Not only does the boy show his full boyfriend strength, but the girl's slender legs are also full of beauty.