Immortal wife above: Qingshao, come here!

Chapter 348
"Tema, your skin is itchy if you don't get beaten all day, don't you? Get out of here quickly, I have to change my clothes!!"

This brat actually said that her bag is not classy, ​​she has no sense, hum!

Bailitu stuck out her tongue, and without saying a word, slipped back into it.

Sister Xiaodi is like a moving dynamite bag at the moment, it will be ignited if you don't pay attention, he should dodge quickly!

Seeing that Baili Tu had entered the Yingui Fan and closed the door after saying that he was invincible, he began to change clothes.

Yan Budi took out the skirt from the storage bag and looked at it before putting it on like a treasure.

Yan Budi still listened to Bai Litu's words, changed the messenger bag into a small handbag, and left full of thoughts.

Everything in the cross-body bag should be removed except for the mobile phone and wallet.

After being specially dressed, Yan Wudi has a very good appearance. A lavender purple dress is gently lifted by the breeze blowing in front of him, drawing an ethereal posture in the air, and walking lightly, bringing a faint The elegant lotus fragrance that seems to exist but does not exist.

Looking at it from a distance, it is so gorgeous that it attracts passers-by to look sideways frequently, and the rate of turning their heads is beyond the mark.

Yan Budi doesn't usually pay attention to dressing up, one is because he is used to casualness, and the other is because he is too eye-catching.

Now she has to get serious in order to find a place for herself.

Yan Budi stood at the entrance of the Millennium Building, took a deep breath, and walked in.

On the third floor, the Leisure Ink Museum.

A place where dining and art meet.

The outer room is a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting room, and the inner room is a dining area, separated by a screen.

The inner style looks quite ancient and poetic.

Lin Qinghan wore a moonlight and ankle-length slim dress, outlining a graceful figure with a protruding front and back. Her skin was fair and flawless, her long soft hair hung down her back, her facial features were three-dimensional and elegant, and she was full of the seductive charm of a mature woman.

At this time, she was sitting behind a guzheng, playing it quietly, the sound of the zither was like flowing water passing through her heart, making her whole body feel comfortable.

What I saw when I walked into it was the scenery, which was beautiful and tender.

If she were a man, she would definitely fall under her pomegranate skirt.

If she hadn't known on the phone that this woman was not friendly, she would have mistakenly thought that she was a fairy sister who was very easy to get along with.

Lin Qinghan's eyes full of arrogance lightly glanced at the corner of the pink and purple skirt, and then returned to the light string, as if he didn't see the arrival of Yan Wudi.

She did it on purpose. She heard that Miss Yan had never read a book, let alone understand art. She just wanted to be a head above her in every way, to make her feel ashamed, to make her realize how bad she was, and realize how bad she was. He was not worthy of Wu Qinghua at all, so he left automatically.

Yan Budi looked at herself subconsciously, and thought to herself that it was a good thing she was wearing this outfit, otherwise she would not have the full confidence.

This woman is so perfect and full of aura.

Just like the unattainable Lonely Moon that day, but the Lonely Moon is also cold and lonely in the United States.

As it is now, Yan Budi sneered in his heart, this is to show her off.

That's fine, anyway, you asked me to come here, since I have this attitude, then what else do I have to do.

Yan Budi stood by the door with his feet ready to step out.

Lin Qinghan seemed to have expected it a long time ago. Just when the song ended, he immediately raised his slender arm like a lotus root and brushed down his long hair, turned his head, looked at Yan Budi, and said with a half smile: "Miss Yan, my song How's the bullet?"

(End of this chapter)