Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 1580 If you do not leave, I will not abandon (203)

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"Zhentian, which dress do you think I should wear?"

Yang Zimei looked at the clothes in the wardrobe with some confusion.

The casual clothes I usually wear look too casual, and those little skirts don't look dignified enough.

"I remember you had a dress with a vintage style."

Long Zhutian thought for a while and said, "For a family like the Rong family that likes tradition, wearing retro-style clothing is the most appropriate, and it also highlights your temperament the most."

"Classical?"

Yang Zimei thought of what Song Xuan personally made for her that day, the very elegant peach red wide-sleeved slanted top and navy blue satin skirt.

She hasn't worn the dress since it debuted at auction.

The clothes were too eye-catching for normal wear, and there were no occasions for them to be worn, so they were kept at the bottom of the suitcase.

Correct!
Wearing that dress to the Rong family is really suitable, and it will leave a gentle impression on the Rong family.

She dug out the suit from the bottom of the suitcase and changed.

Compared to when she first debuted and appeared in the world, now she is a little plumper, her skin is clearer, her temperament is more outstanding and elegant, and the effect of wearing clothes is even better.

"Zhutian, I'll ask Xuehu to tie my hair in a bun, okay?"

Yang Zimei is not good at taking care of her hair.

As for Long Zhutian, he is a guy who can only comb his hair, not comparable to Xuehu's skillful hands.

Long Zhutian reached out and stroked her black and smooth hair, nodded, "Okay!"

"You won't be jealous, will you?"

Yang Zimei stuck out his tongue.

"meeting!"

Long Zhutian lowered his head and kissed her hair, "But I won't be so jealous anymore."

"Haha, okay, thank you, Chasing Days."

Yang Zimei laughed, got up and hugged him and kissed him.

Long Zhutian's breathing immediately became a little short.

He hurriedly pushed her away, "Don't tease me, or I..."

Yang Zimei's face turned red instantly, and she spat, "Then get the hell out of here."

"No, I'll just sit here and watch how Xuehu pulls your hair. If you learn a little bit, I can do it for you in the future."

Long Zhutian sat down beside him.

Yang Zimei ignored him and called Xuehu in.

Xuehu saw her wearing this outfit for the first time, and nodded with a smile, "This outfit is very suitable for you, but if you change into an elegant ancient costume, it will be more suitable."

"I know."

Yang Zimei and Min Gang once tried on ancient costumes at Guan Shanyue, and it felt good.

It's a pity that China doesn't pay much attention to traditional clothing. It can't be like Japan and South Korea. Everyone can wear traditional clothing and go out on the street at will. No one will look at you like a monster.

However, in China, if you walk on the street wearing an ancient costume uniquely, in addition to being surrounded by crowds, there will definitely be many people pointing at you, saying that you want to gain attention and become famous.

This is a very depressing thing.

Xuehu looked at her carefully, took a white jade comb to comb her a few times, and then began to work on her hair deftly with his fingers.

In less than 5 minutes, an extremely gentle but lively bun appeared, making her look more harmonious and beautiful.

Yang Zimei hid the mahogany card in his collar, and wore a blue emerald pendant on the outside to complement the ice blue bracelet in his hand.

As for other jewelry, she didn't want to wear them anymore.

She walked around in front of Long Zhutian and Xuehu with a smile on her face, "How? People from the Rong family will like me?"

"How can you not like it?"

Xuehu smiled and said, "Unless it is someone who has no vision"

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(End of this chapter)