Special note: There are modifications in the previous chapter, adding the plot of squirrel Guiyu, and the following is the text.

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Qin Jiu, who stepped down the stairs, was wearing a wide black sweatshirt.

The hat is pulled up to cover the head and face.

His long hair was casually draped, and he was still clutching his phone in his hand, not knowing whether to play games or chat.

From everyone's point of view, only a pointed chin and pink lips can be seen.

The sweatshirt is a wide street lazy style, and it is even looser on her.

On his long straight and slender legs, he was wrapped in a pair of tattered white jeans that looked like they had been washed, and a pair of black canvas shoes were on his feet.

Everyone is in a suit and dress, grand and formal, how can she see people like this?

Let the guests see it, and you can't laugh to death?

"It's a shame, I bought you so many clothes and pressed the box, and immediately went upstairs to change my skirt?"

Ye Chuanhao frowned and spoke, his tone wrapped in anger.

Qin Jiu stopped three steps from the floor and raised his face from the screen of his phone.

She had just taken a shower, and her hair was uncombed, just casually draped over her shoulders.

With the movement of raising his head, the white little face was slowly exposed to everyone.

Reflecting the dark hair like the thick night, the cold white skin is like jade and porcelain.

The little fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world on weekdays adds a bit of evil coldness to her peerless independence.

The glass-like eyes looked down on Ye Chuanhao's face condescendingly.

Eyes, extreme contempt.

"You're not qualified to care about me."

When she came back, she was in a hurry, and she was just wearing that robe.

Her clothes have always been in black, white and gray tones, and she really doesn't want to wear those girlish outfits that her grandfather prepared for her.

You don't have to go to school and don't have to wear school uniforms, this set of clothes is from the clothes that Jian Yao courier, pick out two pieces at random.

Whether she goes out or not, who she sees and who she doesn't see, and what clothes she wears, she has always done her own thing.

No matter how good the Jiang family is, no matter how many people there are at the banquet, what does it have to do with her?

A Ye Chuanhao, also want to care about her?

"You!"

Ye Chuanhao frowned and wanted to have a seizure, but Zhou Nan grabbed his arm and made a look at his husband, and Zhou Nan spoke in a low voice.

"She can wear it if she wants, I don't want her to compare Nanxing to her."

For a birthday banquet like this, people with heads and faces in Jiangcheng will be there.

Qin Jiu is already outstanding, tall and legged, and can wear a catwalk style in a sack, if he dresses up in a tricky way, he will compare his daughter to him.

In Zhou Nan's opinion, the more disgraced the other party, the better.

Ye Chuanhao looked sideways at his daughter, and then at Qin Jiu who walked down the stairs.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit it.

This girl really doesn't have to pick when it comes to her appearance, compared to Ye Danqing back then.

Even if you put on a sweatshirt and jeans so casually, the temperament that emanates from your bones will still give people a feeling that is more dazzling than the finely crafted Ye Nanxing, and people can't help but want to stay on her.

If she changes her skirt and dresses up again......

Forget it.

He didn't want the talented grandson of the Jiang family to fall in love with this girl's film.

At this moment, Ye Guangbai came down from the stairs with his hands on the stairs, and when he saw Qin Jiu's clothes, the old man was also a little surprised.

Still, nothing was said.

The little one at home is pitiful, the pain still can't hurt, where can I bear it?

I was afraid that she would hurt her eyes by playing with her mobile phone, so she sent the gift box she was holding in her hand to Qin Jiu, and the old man spoke gently.

"Come, can you help your grandfather with the gift box?"

Qin Jiu took the gift box tied with red silk and stuffed it into the front pocket of the sweatshirt.

Ye Chuanhao saw that his heart was beating heavily in his eyes.

That's a jade worth hundreds of thousands, if it is broken, can she afford to pay for it?

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Shen Zhifei: My girlfriend is a little pitiful, you are not allowed to bully her.

Disciples: Master, kneel and beg the little ancestor not to abuse.