"Why are you so slow!"

Looking at Xiang Xiaoyuan, who was out of breath and rushed over, he was happy to be dissatisfied.

Xiao Yuan looked at his watch: "It's not too late, why are you in such a hurry?"

glared at her happily: "Please, it's your treat today!

Xiao Yuan was happy and turned his head to look: "What about Panpan and Lingling?"

As they spoke, they walked over.

Zhao Jianling smiled: "Let's save the qin!"

Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment and shouted: "Qin was found, how did you find it?"

The sword spirit smiled, "I'll tell you later." ”

They were chatting when they heard someone behind them calling Xiaoyuan's name.

"Brother Ni Kun!" Xiao Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

Then introduce him to his sisters.

"This is, willingly, Zhao Jianling, Tian Panpan. ”

Ni Kun smiled and shook hands one by one.

The girls looked at each other, what is the origin of this person?

He is gentle and friendly, polite, with a fair and handsome face, a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, and a kind of nobility between his gestures, as if he is a son from everyone, but he will not give people a kind of pressure to reject people thousands of miles away.

"Brother Ni Kun, he gave the ticket, in fact, he was the one who invited the guest!" Xiao Yuan said with a smile.

The girls thanked each other and prepared to enter.

"I'll wait for Zhong Yuan!" Xiao Yuan whispered.

Leyi shook his head: "I'll wait, you can go in." ”

Xiao Yuan looked at Ni Kun's back and nodded: "Call her and urge her." ”

Willing to push her: "Come in, it's a fool!"

Xiao Yuan smiled and turned to catch up.

"Hmph......" Cheng Hao sneered and turned the head of the car.

In the hall square, Ni Kun and the girls were chatting happily, and he had a full view.

Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled like a flower, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were warm.

Once upon a time, she was so afraid of seeing her colleagues, but now, she can generously introduce her friends to Ni Kun.

"Brother ......" Looking at Cheng Hao's gloomy face, Xue Cheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"If I let her go, will anyone let me go?" he roared and slammed on the gas.

Xue Cheng was anxious, and said in his heart: Brother Kun, Xiaoyuan, what do you two want?

****

I can't help but look at my watch, I don't know why Zhong Yuan hasn't arrived yet.

In fact, Zhong Yuan had already gotten off the train in the afternoon. This month's closed training is mainly about the management and control of communication and Internet networks, and she is used to running in the field, and it is the first time she has been in the computer room for such a long time.

Without facing the sun, her skin became unusually fair, and even the trainees who trained with her laughed at her like a chameleon.

When he came, he was still Bao Xiren, and when he went back, he could play Cao Mengde.

Zhong Yuan didn't mind, she had never cared about her appearance, and she didn't have time to care.

That day, she received a call from Xiaoyuan to watch "Silk Road Flower Rain", and she almost jumped for joy. I've wanted to see it for a long time, but I haven't had a chance or financial ability, which has almost become a dream for her.

It's finally about to come true.

Zhong Yuan was very excited and serious, with a kind of pilgrimage piety in his heart.

On the phone, Xiang Xiaoyuan told her to look at the Great Hall and let her dress up about the same.

This "almost point", but it is really embarrassing for her, what is the same? Is it like in the movie, when listening to opera and watching dance dramas, men wear tuxedos, and women wear evening dresses?

She was worried, and when she looked up and saw her own image in the glass window of the street shop, it was so decadent that she really needed to change her clothes.

Zhong Yuan went to a shopping mall, wandered around the women's clothing counter, and didn't decide what to buy for a long time.

Suddenly, she saw a small dress on a plastic model in a counter, and she couldn't help but stop.

It was a long purple dress, quietly placed in the corner, like a purple sunset flowing through the sky.

On the skirt are peonies embroidered with gold thread, a few flowers, which shimmer in the sun, which is particularly eye-catching.

It was the sunlight shining through the sunset, intertwined with the clouds.

It was the splendor of zuihou before dusk, and there was a dreamy and decisive beauty.

Zhong Yuan's eyes couldn't move anymore.

"I want to try this dress. ”

The shopping guide looked at her, but stood still.

"Can I try this dress?" Zhong Yuan repeated earnestly.

The shopping guide reluctantly moved her pace, looking at the girl's dress, it was estimated that she couldn't afford it even if she tried.

But this is a high-end shopping mall, and the management is extremely strict, even if you know that it is a waste of effort, you can't say mean things and make a disdainful demeanor.

A shopping guide unloaded the dress from the model and handed it to her, while another accompanied her into the fitting room.

This long dress is extremely expensive and must not be defaced.

There is another important reason why the shopping guide is reluctant, that is, because this long skirt has actually been tried by countless people, but no one can control it.

Among them, there are wealthy ladies, celebrities, and tall models, all of whom are attracted by it, but after trying it out, they are all just sighing.

I still remember that a popular star took a fancy to this long dress at Fashion Week, and the agent specially took it from here and brought it to the studio, but she just tried it. The fashion blockbuster of the day did not use this costume.

All admit that wearing it, it is not the person who wears the clothes, but the clothes that wear the people.

There is a kind of arrogance in every thread and every line of its clothing, which can deceive people to death.

So it has always been in that corner, quietly and arrogantly, as if it had become a kind of sign.

Zhong Yuan came out of the fitting room, untied his long hair, and slowly raised his head.

Everyone, including herself, was stunned.

Who was that person in the mirror? She looked at it for a long time, and was in a trance.

I never dared to try this color, because purple is such a wonderful color that will bring everything to the extreme.

White is like day, black is like night, not a little gray.

Zhong Yuan touched his face and suddenly shed tears.

It turns out that I can be so beautiful.

It's like a craftsman throwing aside the thick leather, revealing the beautiful jade inside.

She stepped back slightly, straightening her back, revealing her long neck, on which hung a dark green bell-shaped jade pendant, and her long hair like a waterfall fell to her ears.

In an instant, it was as if a light broke through the purple glow, reflecting a brilliant picture.

Many clerks from the counters around came to watch, this girl is really beautiful.

This is a change of clothes, it is simply a change of painted skin.

Fu Xianlong stood on the escalator, explaining something to the manager next to him, and suddenly saw a circle of people downstairs, he couldn't help but be curious, took a look, and then froze in place.

The tall girl stood there, her hair long above her hips, shinier than the silk on her body.

The eyebrows are thick without painting, the face is moist without powder, and the lips are delicate without dots.

She exuded an indescribable aura all over her body, and the long dress that liked to wear people was now truly worn by people, subservient to its owner.