Chapter 1595 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (203)

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

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

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

"I remember you had a set and a retro dress."

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

"Classical?"

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

She hasn't worn it since she made a stunning appearance at an auction.

Those clothes were too eye-catching to wear at ordinary times. Later, there were no occasions suitable for wearing them, so they were pressed against the bottom of the box.

right!

Wearing those clothes to the Rong family is really suitable, and it will also leave a gentle impression on the Rong family.

She dug out the suit from the bottom of the box and put it on.

Compared to her debut at the time, she is now plumper, her skin is more translucent, her temperament is more outstanding and generous, and the effect of wearing clothes is even better.

"Zhou Tian, ​​I'll ask Xuehu to help me pull up a bun, okay?"

Yang Zimei doesn't know how to take care of her hair.

As for Long Zhutian, he is a guy who only combs his hair, not as skillful as Xuehu.

Long Zhutian reached out and touched 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."

"Haha, okay, thank you, day by day."

Yang Zimei laughed, got up and gave him a kiss.

Long Zhutian's breathing immediately became a little short.

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

Yang Zimei's face instantly turned red, and he spit, "Then hurry up and get away from me."

"No, I'll just sit here and watch how Xuehu pulls your hair. If you learn, I will be able to help you in the future."

Long Zhutian sat down beside him.

Yang Zimei ignored him and called Xuehu in.

Xuehu saw her wearing this dress for the first time, and nodded with a smile, "This dress suits you very well, but if you put on elegant ancient clothes, 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 Huaxia doesn't pay much attention to traditional clothing. It can't be like Japan and South Korea. Everyone can wear traditional clothing out of the street at will, and no one will look at you like a monster.

However, in China, if you walk on the street in a maverick costume, in addition to being watched, there will definitely be many people pointing at you, saying that you want to be famous for your attention.

This is a very depressing thing.

Xuehu looked at her carefully, brushed her with a white jade comb, and then dexterously began to work on her hair.

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

Yang Zimei hid the peach wood card inside the collar, and wore a blue jade pendant on the outside to accompany the ice blue bracelet on his hand.

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

She smiled and turned around in front of Long Zhutian and Xuehu, "How? Will the Rong family like me?"

"How can you not like it?"

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

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