pampered by him

Chapter 257 Oh, I accidentally bumped into my shirt
Weici noticed that he was ostentatiously walking through the market, so he raised his hand to touch the mask on his face.

Well, very good, still have it.

"Don't like it?" Qiu Mo noticed her movement, lowered his head and asked close to her ear.

The warm breath sprayed on Weici's ear, itching.

"Well... I like it." Weici stretched out his hand to gently wrap his soft skirt.

For a moment, Hua Guang on the hem of the skirt came alive.

Such a shiny and beautiful skirt, which girl doesn't like it?

So she asked directly what she was thinking: "Did you know that skirts can glow in the dark?"

After asking, Weici realized that he seemed to have said something nonsense.

The corner of Qiu Mo's mouth curled up in a reserved arc: "Of course, I added this."

This skirt was just an ordinary skirt when I bought it back. Although the mermaid girl's color and design are very unique, it is not so eye-catching in the dark.

There are only two of this dress in the world, and when Qiu Mo saw it, he wanted to buy it together.

One was sent to Weici, and the other was thrown away.

But what made him unhappy was that the other one had been bought the day before, and its whereabouts were unknown.

So Qiu Mo changed the skirt by himself.

He wants to give Her Royal Highness the best, unique.

Weici heard this answer is also somewhat different.

It was hard for her to imagine that such a powerful and majestic man would hold a small skirt and stand in front of the mirror like a fairy godmother, fiddling with the details on the skirt.

Very unexpected.

Qiu Mo saw Weici's thoughts, his straightened back straightened a little, and his jaw tightened slightly: "I will, more than that."

The voice was steady without ups and downs, sounding cold and alienated.

But Weici heard a hint of pleading for praise.

Touching the roof of his tongue with the tip of his tongue, he struggled with how to answer him.

But before the conversation was organized, I heard a familiar but disliked voice.

"I guess our position must be in the middle, right? Mr. is the person I admire the most, so naturally everything is the best."

The girl's crisp voice is full of undisguised admiration, enough to satisfy the vanity of any man on the field.

But the ladies didn't think so. They rolled their eyes and planned to continue to listen to what the little vixen had to say.

Qi Sinian and Liang Zhaoyin are looking for their own positions.

Liang Zhaoyin habitually praised Qi Sinian, trying to please him.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, a sentence that made her extremely embarrassed rang out.

"Please let me out, you are blocking the way."

Qiu Mo's voice this time was really indifferent and without a trace of emotion.

He and Weici are in the first row of the middle area.

And Liang Zhaoyin stood in front of these two positions so as not to die.

Qiu Mo's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Liang Zhaoyin froze suddenly, then slowly turned around to look.

She would never admit that she was wrong, the man two steps away in front of her was Qiu Mo.

The clothes he was wearing hadn't changed, and his voice was very recognizable.

But now Liang Zhaoyin didn't have the extra time to think about why he was here!

Because all her attention was focused on the girl who was wearing the same mermaid dress as her!

Why is this!

She screamed from the bottom of her heart.

Zhuangshan is absolutely not allowed on this occasion!

Even the other party's skirt is a hundred times prettier than hers!
Of course, this kind of envy only surfaced in the first moment when Liang Zhaoyin saw Weici.

In the next second, other emotions flooded in and overwhelmed that insignificant envy.

Thanks to Wei Ci's glittery dress, the other neck-stretching guests also had a clear view of the century-old scene.

Not many people noticed what Liang Zhaoyin was wearing originally.

But at this time the two stood together, Weici's own light illuminated Liang Zhaoyin.

Two identical skirts just appeared in everyone's eyes.

To be exact, one sparkled and one faded.

At this moment, Liang Zhaoyin truly realized what social death is.

She wished that the mask on her face could cover her entire face.

The sight from all around made her feel like a light on her back, as if she saw her face directly through the mask.

Sarcasm, ridicule, contempt, contempt... Those people's eyes were undisguised, showing that they were looking at a clown.

Liang Zhaoyin clenched her fists tightly, her slender body trembling slightly.

Weici was also taken aback when he saw Liang Zhaoyin's skirt.

But she didn't feel any embarrassment.

There was a small problem that bothered her a bit.

Could it be that she and Liang Zhaoyin have a special relationship?
How many times has this happened?

When Qiu Mo saw Zhuangshan, he instinctively went to Weici the first time.

He was slightly relieved when he found that she was not unhappy in any way, and was even a little inexplicable.

"Let's go, don't waste time with irrelevant people." Qiu Mo didn't have the slightest impression of Liang Zhaoyin, let alone that she was still wearing a mask.

Everyone present was no different to Qiu Mo except Weici.

Liang Zhaoyin's face turned pale even more after being stimulated by his words, and his whole body seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, she has not forgotten her biggest backer.

She looked at Qi Sinian with tears in her eyes, hoping that he could save herself from this embarrassing situation.

Qi Sinian slowly turned around under Liang Zhaoyin's expectant gaze.

But he didn't look at her.

"Old friends meet, don't you want to talk a little?"

He smiled and spoke in a familiar tone, as if he had met his best friend.

No embarrassment or tension at all.

The other people around raised their eyebrows in surprise after hearing what Qi Sinian said.

It seems that things are not as simple as bumping into shirts...

The moment Weici heard Qi Sinian's voice, his whole body suddenly became ill.

She doesn't look much better than Liang Zhaoyin now.

At the same time, Qiu Mo felt the hand on his arm suddenly tighten.

He subconsciously touched Wei Shi's hand.

A piece of ice.

The man's eyebrows were tightly knit together.

He changed his movement and wrapped Weici's hand into his palm, trying to warm him with his own body temperature.

Weici didn't notice his actions, she was full of resistance all over her body.

That was for Qi Sinian.

Qiu Mo saw it, and so did Qi Sinian.

The eyes of the two men collided in mid-air, and the silent fight carried a terrifying aura.

Today's Qi Sinian does not wear the iconic gold-rimmed glasses, but those eyes are very recognizable.

It's like a poisonous snake hiding under the snow-white viburnum waiting for an opportunity.

Qiu Mo, on the other hand, is like a ferocious beast gradually waking up from the abyss, guarding his territory with a tyrannical and unprovocative attitude.

He looked at Qi Sinian, his thin lips moved slightly: "What are you?"

The words are clear, with the arrogance of looking down on all living beings.

Qi Sinian smiled kindly, with a calm expression on his face.

But only he himself knew that the shirt behind him had begun to be soaked in cold sweat.

The Patriarch of the Qiu family really lived up to his reputation.

However, Qi Sinian did not directly face Qiu Mo, but looked at Weici.

(End of this chapter)