The long hair, soft as ink, is like a waterfall shining in the sun, pouring down, seemingly lazy but extremely delicate, scattered on the smooth and white shoulders and back of the woman.

  Slightly hot curls at the tips of the hair, a luxurious loose diamond hair clip, pinned Qi Liu Haier high on the front of the forehead, revealing that beautiful and charming delicate makeup.

  I wore a snow-white tube top dress, revealing the sex/feeling clavicle on the chest.

  Luxury and beautiful pearl necklaces, just like they are specially made for women, each one reflects the delicate white skin of women.

  On the side of the chest, there is a lotus hand-stitched by a senior tailor. The petals of water pink are not strong, but light.

   is like the hibiscus painted by China's top painter. The ink is gradually stained, not pretentious and not pretentious.

  Like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, it is only for her, and it is so delicate and beautiful in full bloom.

  ……

  The gorgeous long skirt outlines the woman's slender and attractive waist. The front hem hangs down and falls on the woman's snow-white knees, revealing those bright white slender legs.

  The back of the long skirt fell on the ground beautifully, and it was in full bloom.

   In the soft light, that breathtaking shadow, sexuality, feeling, charming, touching, ecstasy, yet possessing the purest nature and innocence that belongs to Ai Qianqian in the world...

  ……

  For a while, the whole house is so quiet and beautiful.

  Ji Tianqi even forgot to breathe, he could only hear a voice from his heart, saying,

  Shallow, you are so beautiful, so beautiful...

  Also, the sound of violently pulsating and rushing in the chest, it seems---

  The next second, the heart will jump out of the throat.

  Ai Qianqian knew from the man’s dumb face that she had successfully surprised Ji Moji.

  Cough cough, indeed, when Sister Xiaoru dressed her up and Ai Qianqian stood in front of the mirror in the closet, she was frightened and lost for a while. The first sentence that came back to life was to ask Lin Xiaoru,

   "Is this me...?"

  It’s...so beautiful...

  She is so beautiful that she can't believe it. The beautiful girl in the mirror is herself.

  Looking at the man’s obsessive black eyes, Ai Qianqian’s blushing little face, blushing gradually, became more charming, and whispered softly,

   "Ji Moji, does it look good?"

  The twin bright eyes, a stream of expectation.

  ……

  Hearing the soft and pleasant voice of the woman, Ji Tianqi had lost his mind and came back all at once.

  Ji Tianqi did not immediately answer Ai Qianqian’s question, bent down, picked up the shoebox that was always on hand on the sofa, it looked like countless extravagance.

   Then he took a long leg and ran up the wooden stairs on the second floor with excitement and eagerness.

  In the original room, Lin Xiaoru, who came over to clean up Ai Qianqian in the afternoon, went downstairs very acquaintedly.

  Ji Tianqi led Ai Qianqian, let the little woman sit on the side of the bed, and squatted on her knees on her knees.

  Ai Qian's crystal eyes flickered as she looked at the man who was half kneeling in front of her, her eyes fascinated.

  I saw---

  Ji Tianqi opened the shoe box. When Ai Qianqian saw the shoes in the shoe box for the first time, he was shocked again, even more shocked than when he saw the evening dress Ji Moji gave him.

  Pure white high-heeled shoes, simple and exquisite, but from design to material, all reveal a royal style.

  At a glance, I like it.

  ……

  Ji Tianqi gently lifted Ai Qianqian's feet.

  Her feet are white, soft, and delicate, as if she had never walked through this dirty land.

  Ji Tianqi picked up the high-heeled shoes, and gently put the shoes on the little feet in his hands one by one.

   Between the handsome eyebrows, there is the seriousness and handsomeness that belongs only to this man, the evil black eyes are dyed with the softest light.

  It's like that, it's deceptive...

   Suddenly, Ai Qianqian's heart was soft in a certain place, and it was slightly knocked, not deep, not shallow, just falling into her heart, no longer calm.

  ……

   Putting on the high heels, Ji Tianqi held the woman's ankle and gently placed it on the floor.

  The serious and handsome Junrong lifted up and looked straight at the woman in front of him.

   Raised her big hand, she couldn't help falling onto the piece of silk dyed with ink, and her long, smooth hair slipped between her fingers.

   gently, covering that beautiful white cheek.

  Sheng Chong’s gaze became more gentle, his red lips smiled evilly, sultry and uttered lightly,

   "Honey, you are so beautiful."

  Speaking, Ji Tianqi stood up slightly, and dropped a gentle gentleman's kiss on Ai Qianqian's full exposed forehead.

  The warm breath, with the scent of mint grass, lingered in Ai Qianqian’s ears,

   "You are my most beautiful and only goddess."

  In an instant---

   Ai Qianqian smiled more brilliantly.

  Like the pure water hibiscus on the chest, the gentleness of a room is swayed.

  ……

   "Ah~~~"

   Ai Qianqian whispered.

  I saw that the man’s big hand had already arrogantly picked up the little woman in front of him, and the princess hugged her in her arms.

  Ai Qianqian's subconscious hands tightly hooked Ji Tianqi's neck, her blushing face stared angrily at the man.

  Ji Tianqi’s evil eyes blinked,

   "My most beautiful goddess, let me hold you to the reception~"

   said, and walked towards the stairs.

  The charming child in her arms twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled with curved eyes. Looking at the man above her head, Ai Qian said with a smile.

   "Ji Moji, you are also very handsome."

   "Honey, I know, I have always been handsome."

  Ji Tianqi said with a wicked smile while going downstairs.

  Ai Qianqian snorted with a cool nose, and sure enough, the best monster narcissist~~~

  However, just opening the water curtain, Ji Moji was shocked when she saw her. In fact, she was also scared by Ji Moji.

  A pure white haute couture Armani suit, a light pink matching shirt inside, a white bow tie, and luxurious leather shoes with flamboyant feet, simple and luxurious, revealing an inherent noble and kingly style.

  And that perfect cheek, even among ten thousand people, can be taken away by this man with a single glance!

  A big man grows up like this, it's so wicked Nyima!

  A certain woman gritted her teeth bitterly and gave a certain man a white look~~~

  ……

  Tang Family Villa.

  The huge garden was built as the home ground for the birthday party tonight.

  From the gate of the villa to the home ground of the garden, a high-end red carpet has already been laid, and both sides are covered with perfume lilies.

  Although the major media have long known that tonight is Mrs. Tang’s birthday banquet, Tang Dashao has explicitly banned any entertainment reporters from entering the venue. Otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk...

  So, those who are here tonight are all the famous artists who have received the invitation letters, as well as the entertainers from the show business circle.

  Suddenly--

   "Boom", a domineering and mad brake sound---