Evil Boss Comes Again

"How did you do it?" Scully looked at Yan Qingyi, with a look of disdain, "is it because you played that song of the dynasty?"

"Do you care?" Yan Qingyi glared at her.

"I really can't control it!" Scully continued to scoff. "But miss Christina, you'd better not be too happy too soon. The Duke may simply think you're fresh, and if you've played enough, you'll be locked up in the attic again!"

Yan Qingyi sneered, "you don't have to worry about it, Miss Scully!"

Scully didn't think so. She walked back and forth in front of her, looking at her.

After a while, Scully stood in front of her.

"Yes, I know that the Duke of gouyin needs a new look."

"No matter how good I am, I'm not as good as Miss Scully. You've been liked by the Duke for so long, haven't you?"

Scully laughed as she heard this.

Don't look like that.

"It's good to know, so miss Christina, you can enjoy the last carnival, because soon you will move back into your attic, ha ha ha!"

Scully was elated and said that, then she turned and twisted her and stepped out.

Yan Qingyi didn't think so. After she left, she continued to lie back on the bed.

Now she doesn't have any decent clothes, so even if she wants to go out for a walk, she can only go out after Maria gets someone to order her clothes.

At noon, Maria delivered lunch to Yan Qingyi.

Not long after eating, Maria brought a man and a girl.

The man's hair was brown curly, his eyes were black, his skin was dark, his face was full of whiskers, and his lips were very thin.

He was wearing a wine red double breasted tuxedo, a pair of white tights below, and a pair of clean leather boots on his feet.

The girl looks very young, about a teenager.

She also has long brown hair and a light blue fluffy skirt. She is very lovely, big eyes, high nose, standard small. Lips, skin white, all over the body, are full of a girl like breath!

The man's name was Sears. He made clothes for women who were noble. The girl he brought was his daughter, Helen.

Helen said with a smile, "Miss Christina, we'll start to measure you."

Yan Qingyi nodded: "OK, please."

"No trouble, no trouble. It's no trouble at all to be able to make clothes for Miss Christina, because it's an honor for me and my father." Helen's small mouth is very sweet. A few words make Yan Qingyi laugh.

Next, Helen measures Yan's clothes, while hills records her measurements.

After measuring the shoulder width, Helen asked, "Miss Christina, what color do you like?"

Yan Qingyi thought about it and said, "white, pink, black, green, wine red, orange."

Helen took a look at hills, and hills nodded her head, and then wrote down the colors Yan Qingyi said in her notebook.

Yan Qingyi didn't understand why she asked, so she asked, "Helen, why do you want to ask me what color I like?"

"Miss Christina," Helen said, "because we have to ask what color you like to make clothes, and then we will make clothes according to your favorite colors."