Ouyang Tianyi explained with a cold face: "This is my sister. ”

The staff was embarrassed, and hurriedly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, my eyes are really bad, this mouth is messy." ”

Anne saw that they were impatient, and she had already followed the staff to choose her favorite clothes.

Of course, Anne helped them choose their clothes in a row, but they had no choice but to put on the tunic and cheongsam of the Republic of China that Anne chose, while Anne tied two lovely long braids, chose a light blue blouse and a black skirt, a pair of small thin legs with white long socks, and a pair of cloth shoes on her feet. Standing in the middle of them, she put her arms around the necks of both of them affectionately, and smiled sweetly.

"Are you happy?" Anne looked at the two of them and suddenly asked.

"Happiness."

"Happiness"

The two men replied to Anne in unison.

Hearing each other's answers, the two gave each other a blank look. At this time, the photographer happened to take two photos in a row, one of a family of three with infinite happiness, and one of two people with infinite anti-purpose and the little princess of Mu Ne.

Anne was very satisfied with the photoshoot, and the satisfactory result was that she chose multiple sets of clothes and two adults to continue taking pictures, until Mo Ruyuan was so tired that she wanted to die, and finally ended the photoshoot.

The precious day actually passed like this, and the matter of finding a job was put on hold, Mo Ruyuan was quite speechless.

Anne put their picture frames in almost every place in the house, and every time she met a servant, she would call them to show off, and she had to hear the servant praise the three of them for their good photos, and she was satisfied to find the next target who could show off, as if she didn't know what it meant to be tired.

Contrary to Annie, Mo Ruyuan was tired and half dead. She thought to herself that she would never take this kind of photo again, it was good-looking, but it was about to exhaust her to death. This is the rhythm of torturing people to death!

Ouyang Tianyi sat on the sofa and read the business magazine, and didn't look at Mo Ruyuan on the side, but noticed that she was so tired, so he raised his head: "Why don't you cook?" ”

He seemed to do it on purpose, Mo Ruyuan glanced at him and stood up: "I'm your maid, aren't I?" Okay, I'll go! ”

At this time, Xiao Man happened to come to the restaurant with food, accidentally overheard the conversation between them, and immediately responded very quickly: "I'm sorry, President, we have made dinner today." ”

Ouyang Tianyi put the magazine on the table and looked at Mo Ruyuan: "I mean let her go back to cooking." ”

Mo Ruyuan felt that the man in front of him must have been pumped, his head was pumped, he had a good day, and he abused others at night.

Mo Ruyuan looked at the food on the table with a salivating face. It's delicious! It smelled so good that she was drooling. But Ouyang Tianyi wanted to drive her away and didn't let her go. Did he want to continue torturing her? She straightened her chest proudly, pretending not to care and said to Ouyang Tianyi: "What's the big deal, hmph, I'm self-reliant, I'll go find a job tomorrow." ”

Speaking of nature, of course, she did it willingly, Mo Ruyuan really got up earlier than the rooster crowing these days, and on the day of looking for a job, she naturally got up very early, and walked for about two hours with her bag before finding a place with a bus stop sign.

This foot hurts before she walks in the suburbs, although a pair of work shoes is a mid-heel, but she still feels that her feet hurt, and she is waiting for the car, when she sees a blue Lamborghini driving over in a dashing manner.