Chapter 1182 Aesthetics of Spicy Eyes

"You change..."

Halfway through Ye Mufan's words, he stared in the direction of his sister and suddenly fell silent.

He rarely sees his sister wearing women's clothes, except when he occasionally goes to the old house to see his grandparents.

At this moment, the girl in front of her was wearing a tailored black couture dress, a lace choker on her slender and fair neck, and her curly hair like algae draped lazily on her shoulders, removing the need for deliberately modifying her face. After wearing a stern and heroic makeup, her little face without makeup is flawless, her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows are as daisy, a little red lips are like peaches and plums in March, and her moist eyes are like thousands of stars...

A sentence suddenly appeared in Ye Mufan's mind: Peerless and unparalleled, turning all living beings upside down...

The girl in front of her was even more amazing than the one she saw at Grandpa's banquet that day.

At the grandfather's banquet, he was already very surprised to see her sudden change, but after just one year, the girl's change was even more amazing than that time.

Not only the appearance, but the temperament of the whole person.

As if breaking free from the thick cocoon, revealing bright and dazzling wings, breaking the cocoon into a butterfly...

"Brother, is this body okay?" Ye Wanwan adjusted the lace neckband and said, "I was going to wear that pink dress, but after struggling for a long time, I really couldn't wear such a pink color. ,just forget it……"

She remembered that she used to like those pink and tender colors, but recently, probably because of her age and work, she has become less and less able to accept the colors that are too naughty, and she has become more and more fond of black.

Ye Mufan immediately shook his head, "No way! Too much exposure!"

Ye Wanwan's mouth twitched slightly, "Just showing her shoulders."

"That won't work either! Come in quickly! Change to a new set! It just so happens that there is a spare set of clothes in the trunk. I'll go get it for you!" Ye Mufan hurriedly went to the trunk and took a bag out.

"You wear this! This one looks good!" Ye Mufan vowed.

Ye Wanwan was skeptical, but out of trust in Ye Mufan's professionalism, she took it over.

Then, Ye Wanwan took out a colorful skirt from inside...

That skirt is like a palette, with at least hundreds of colorful flowers on it, and it has long sleeves and a high collar, and the skirt length is about to reach the ankles...

Just... hot eyes...

This hundred-flower dress is even scarier than Gong Xu's white butterfly dress!

Ye Wanwan shoved her skirt into Ye Mufan's hands in disgust, "I said God Felix, are you treating your own sister like this?"

Ye Mufan didn't give up, "No... Wanwan, take a good look! This dress is really beautiful... It's fashion... It's unique, you don't understand..."

Ye Wanwan waved her hand, "You'd better keep yourself and enjoy it slowly!"

Inside the banquet hall.

Tang Xinghuo pushed Gong Xu's face away in pain, "Stop beeping, you've already asked eight hundred times! You're very handsome now, very, very, very, very handsome, right? It's really, what kind of angel is he? Are you fascinated by our young master Gong like this?"

Tang Xinghuo was talking to Gong Xu, who had been fidgeting all the time. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Mufan was talking to Xiao Cheng, the reception staff member, at the door. Then Xiao Cheng nodded with a smile on his face.

Immediately following, he saw Ye Mufan returning to the outside, and after a few seconds, he slowly walked in while protecting a girl...