? Ye Chuijin is sad, feels that her aesthetics has been challenged, and frantically uses the crying suit system, wanting the system to admit that her aesthetic is the best.

The system looked at her, but couldn't hold back it for a long time: [Your clothes are really not good-looking...]

Ye Chuijin covered her ears: [I won't listen, I won't listen! ! 】

She yelled so heartbreakingly in her mind.

The system looked at her and sighed.

Ye Chuijin changed into his second favorite clothes in the second place. There was no other huge flower on his head, but a bunch of broken flowers.

This kind of dress will make people feel extra rustic on anyone, but she looks good, she is thin, and the system has been poisoned for so long, but she feels pretty good?

Ye Chuijin ate breakfast with joy, and just as he wanted to continue watching TV while lying in bed, the door rang.

She opened the door and saw Mother Qing standing at the door.

After seeing her dressing up, Qing's mother felt a bit weird on her whole face, and then handed her the things in her hands.

"Hey, the prince asked you to wear this one at night."

Ye Chuijin took it blankly and opened it in the room.

A goose-yellow gown was placed in the package, and a white gauze was covered on the outside. When she was worn on her body, she appeared to be softer and softer, and her delicate and timid appearance was particularly affectionate.

Not only that, there are some plain jewelry in the package.

Ye Chuijin took one of the mutton-fat white jade bracelets and put it on her hand, and then took apart the broken flowers all over her head, and tied them with ebony hairpins.

The system frantically called for Feng Hongyin's aesthetics, and Ye Chuijin was particularly unconvinced: [What kind of aesthetics do you have, it is obvious that the clothes I chose are so good-looking, but you think the BOSS looks good? Are you a flatterer! is not it! ! 】

system:【? ? ? 】

At this moment, Mother Qing opened the door and came in. When she saw her, there was a smile on her face: "Oh, everyone depends on clothes, horses and saddles. This is true."

She took Ye Chuijin's hand, pushed her to the mirror, and said with a smile: "Look at how beautiful this dress is today, it's much better than the rouse you wore yesterday!"

Ye Chuijin looked back at her blankly, the expression on her face was a bit pitiful.

Mother Qing didn't realize her meaning at all, and kept telling her, "What did you wear yesterday? I don't wear that kind of clothes at my age."

The system sneered.

Ye Chuijin: 【……】

When it was just late at night, Feng Hongyin came to Cuiyu Tower in a shining manner.

He walked up to the third floor with ease, and when she opened her door, she was reading a book at the desk, and when she saw him coming in, she stood up and said, "Lord."

Feng Hongyin looked at her dress and finally nodded in satisfaction.

"That's the truth."

She was really eye-piercing in the way she had worn it before.

Feng Hongyin walked to the desk and turned two pages of the book she had just read.

The books on her desk are often changed, and some of the books still contain her notes, which shows that this book is not a display.

Feng Hongyin turned two pages and put the book down, feeling that it was not interesting.

He bought her clothes and jewelry on a whim, and this time he came here to see what the clothes and jewelry looked like on her, nothing else.

Seeing that she was well-dressed at this time, Feng Hongyin was worried, and then looked around somewhat boredly.

He didn't really come to visit the brothel, he was not interested in letting her talk about the piano and then enjoy the life of the gentle fragrance of nephrite jade.

Just as he was about to leave, the long-lost [ding] rang.

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