Song Wushou raised his hands and gently patted the face of this beautiful country. "You said that you have such a beautiful face, how can you not use it? Mix it so that Gu Yu hates you so much, It’s sad.”

After a pause, Song was in a worries. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled bitterly: "I don't want to mourn again? I also have a beautiful face, and I will also play with him. Finally? I am white and three feet. Gu Yu, you are so sad!"

......

The sun is flat, and Song Worry gets up.

After washing, prepare to change clothes.

When she stood in front of the closet, she was a little dumbfounded.

What kind of clothes are in the closet?

The top is not a sling or a navel, but a low-cut and half-ball. Pants and skirts are ultra-short, and none of them cover the knees.

These styles of clothes, Song Wu worry feels very vulgar!

The original owner thought that wearing it a little, Gu Yu would pay attention to her, look at her more.

Thinking that the perfect figure is expressed, he will not be able to resist the lure and confuse her.

Therefore, her clothes are all very little cloth.

She didn't know that she was wearing less, and Gu Yu hated her more, and the people outside passed her wilderness.

Song Worry turned the clothes out of the wardrobe and finally found a purple short-sleeved dress.

After changing the skirt, Song Wuxi accidentally saw a haircut on the dressing table with a very chic workmanship.

Song Wuxi Yingying smiled and put up the long hair of the waist, and then used this raft to fix it and fix it.

Xu Jing, who was rubbing the floor, looked up inadvertently and saw a woman in a purple coat walking down her and thought she was blind. Throwing the rag, Xu Jing rubbed his eyes hard and then stared at the woman in the stairwell.

Beautiful!

Stunning!

Dedicated to the country! The wind is perfect!

It’s just... Xu Jing’s mouth is slightly open, and suddenly it feels dry and swallowing. Miss her family, when did it become so temperament, so beautiful?

Xu Jing has been with Song Wushou for many years, and she is familiar with her.

This woman who came down, looks like her lady, but the posture of walking, as well as the temperament of the body inadvertently, is different from the previous lady.

The long purple dress is simple in style, but it is worn on her body and is as beautiful as a purple fairy.

When walking, the skirts are slightly raised, and the fascinating prosperity of the world is set off.

Her two hands were gently held, casually placed in front of her abdomen, walking forward with her head high, and her steps were slow and graceful.

"Small... Miss... is it you?" Xu Jing swallowed very hard and swallowed, looking at Song Wushou.

Don't say that the temperament and stance of the lady have changed completely. When did the lady she met, when passed through such an orthodox skirt?

Every day, wearing a violent ~ dew, nondescript, not like the big family's daughter, not like the wealthy wife.

Today, the lady is like a person, wearing a long dress...

Song Wuxiao smiled and smiled a little evil. "Not me, who is it?"

"Miss, how are you dressed like this today?" Xu Jing got up and looked at Song Wushou, so the lady dressed up was really beautiful.

Song Wuyou looked at Xu Jing, "Is it so bad to wear it?"

Xu Jing Meng nodded like garlic: "Good! Good! Good! Very good!"