Gong Yi choked, "Stop being so glib and misrepresenting my meaning!"
Jun Yexuan said: "Okay, can we leave then? Master Gong?"
Gong Yi snorted coldly and walked out first.
After a few people arrived home, Qiao Qing was greeted by a fox that never tired of swooping down once a day.
Jun Yexuan and the others seemed to have gotten used to it and no longer let it do parabolic motion.
The little fox just rubbed Qiao Qing affectionately as agreed upon, and did not do anything more excessive or frivolous.
When Qiao Qing went upstairs, Jun Yexuan handed her the gift box containing the dress prepared for Qiao Qing.
At the same time, she picked off the little fox that had made its home on her shoulder, and held it under her arms regardless of its resistance.
When Qiao Qing was about to go back to the room, she smiled and said, "Would you like me to help you put it on? After all, this dress also has a zipper."
When Qiao Qing heard the teasing tone in his words, she instantly recalled the embarrassing incident of the dress zipper getting stuck in her hair on the night of the coming-of-age ceremony.
I couldn't help but glare at him and said coldly: "No need."
Then he turned back to the room.
Jun Yexuan stroked his chin with a smile on his face.
Mu Jingheng shook his head and said "tsk", love is so sour!
He lowered his head and glanced at the little fire fox whose neck was clamped by Jun Yexuan, and reminded him: "If you don't let go of this fox, it will die."
Jun Yexuan lowered his head and looked at the little fire fox who rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, and said "Huh", "No wonder there are no ghosts roaring this time."
Then his arm loosened, and with a "pia ji" sound, the little Firefox, who was already dizzy and out of breath, was thrown to the ground again.
After it regained oxygen and regained consciousness, it was about to accuse the bad guy who threw it. When it looked up, there was no one else there. !
In the room, Qiao Qing opened the gift box and saw a fiery red dress.
She reached out and took out the dress and unfolded it, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Compared with the red dress at the adult ceremony, this one better reflects Jun Yexuan's grasp of his preferences.
Knowing that she loved red, she didn't deliberately choose other colors.
The red dress in front of you shows the degree of care in design.
The neckline of the skirt has a one-shoulder design, which is separated from the inside, like a shawl worn by nobles in ancient times.
There is no extra complicated design on the chest, except for a feather embroidery of the same color on one side near the shoulder.
The waist is pleated and bound, and a thin silver line looms over the dividing line.
The hem of the skirt is not neat, but only reaches the calf on one side, and gradually lengthens to the other side until it touches the floor.
Qiao Qing stared at the skirt for a while, then put it on and let her hair down.
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A group of people were chatting in the living room while waiting for Qiao Qing.
Until there was a sound of high heels hitting the ground, several men looked towards the stairs.
Qi Yusen choked for breath, Jun Yexuan lowered his raised legs and sat up straight. Gong Yi spilled the tea in his hand on the floor, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
A fiery red floor-length dress seemed to be tailor-made for her. Such a bright color could not cover up her own color and brilliance at all, making her skin fairer and more dazzling.
The smooth clavicle, the thin but not skinny shoulders, the perfect location for the scenery, the waist that is not too big to hold, and the slender white calves exposed outside the skirt, there is no place that is not exquisite. Nothing catches the eye.
Corresponding to her sexy and perfect figure is her beautiful little face.
(End of chapter)