The third housekeeper took them into the Mo Mansion and sent them outside Mo Qingling's house.

When they saw her at the moment, she was getting dressed.

Seeing a few of them coming, Mo Qingling, who was very happy, ran out with a face that only had ordinary makeup, "Smile, finches...... And you're all here! ”

Before Fang Xiaoxiao could reply, Tao Bi held a skirt in one hand and a hairpin in the other, and her expression was very anxious, "My eldest lady, it's too late!" The guests outside are all waiting, you better clean yourself up first and then talk to Miss Fang, otherwise the old lady will blame you......"

Mo Qingling rolled his eyes in displeasure and said angrily, "Blame it, blame it!" Anyway, it's not me who will be scolded at that time! What am I afraid of?! ”

"Miss, you can't just do whatever you want based on your identity......" Taobi looked sad.

At this time, Tao Zhen brought the freshly cut tea and said to Tao Bi, "Why is this girl talking more and more big and small, and you dare to talk to Miss like this?!" It's also that the young lady has a good temper and doesn't care about you, otherwise if you meet another master, your little life would have been gone! ”

"Not really! It's also that I have a good temper and don't care about you, otherwise, your little life would have been gone!! Mo Qingling learned from Tao Zhen's appearance and said with a serious face.

Then she stuck out her tongue and quietly covered her mouth with her hand, and the other party smiled and muttered, "Taozhen will always look so serious, just like my grandmother......"

"Miss! Why are you kidding me again?! Tao Zhen stomped her feet, she has always been helpless for her own young lady.

Tao Zhen and Tao Bi were bought to serve Mo Qingling when they were very young, and until now, many years have passed.

The relationship between the three of them is also very deep, not so much a master and servant, but a sister.

Mo Qingling is also very good to them on weekdays, she originally had no sisters, only one brother.

My brother doesn't usually play with her, and before he met Fang Xiaoxiao and their group, there were only these two girls who stayed with Mo Qingling all day long.

Therefore, they basically talk to each other like this, if they are really polite and tight, and say words of dignity and discipline, then it seems quite abnormal.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, you sit here for a while, and when I finish dressing up, let's talk again!" Mo Qingling smiled sweetly at her, revealing two little tiger teeth.

Fang Xiaoxiao and they sat on the soft couch in front of them, drinking tea while watching Tao Zhen and Tao Bi fiddling with Mo Qingling.

From the beginning of entering this room, Liu Dong felt as if there were countless ants all over his body, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

You know, this is a woman's boudoir. Is it possible to enter the boudoir casually?

Although I often go to the rooms of several sisters when I am at home, after all, it is my own relative, and I don't feel embarrassed to live with him.

But now I sit in the boudoir of a girl who is familiar but not familiar after all, and I can see the elegant and delicate decoration everywhere, and this feeling is different in the end.

He only felt embarrassedly tight.

So I can only drink tea cup after cup to relieve the tension and crampness in my heart.

After a short while, the pot of tea was drunk by him.

And Liu Qi'er and Wang Xiaoqing would help Mo Qingling put forward some opinions and help her with advice at the beginning.

Although the two of them were completely ignorant of these aristocratic etiquette, they could not hide their kindness. But in the end, almost every time they put forward their opinions, they would be vetoed by Taozhen and Taobi, and after a few times, Liu Que'er was instantly embarrassed.

It's not that she's not enthusiastic anymore, but she finally understands the problem between them.

In fact, there is a gap between them, and this gap has existed from the beginning, and it will not reduce this gap because they are good friends.

Although they usually fight and quarrel, and they talk to each other no big or small, but when it comes to such a critical moment, the gap between them will suddenly be revealed.

The circle where Mo Qingling's identity is located is something they will never be able to fuse. Even if they tried to squeeze in, they couldn't.

Compared with them, Fang Xiaoxiao obviously did not have such worries and troubles. She has lived for two lifetimes, what kind of wind and waves have she not seen?

Although she didn't participate in these aristocratic activities here, she probably participated in a lot of evening parties in modern times.

Therefore, there are a lot of things that should be known.

Seeing that Tao Bi wanted to put the gray clothes in her hand on Mo Qingling's body, she frowned, took a sip of tea, and then said lightly: "Don't wear that, that color is too plain, not suitable for today!" ”

"But...... But if I don't wear this, which one am I going to wear?! ”

"Do I see that you don't have a set of grass-green clothes on your bed? That's good! ”

"That's ......"

Mo Qingling stepped to the side of the bed in two steps, picked up a piece of clothing on the bed, looked left and right, still a little hesitant.

"Isn't the color of this dress too bright?!"

Wearing such a flamboyant color of clothes, will it set off her not being serious?! I wonder what those noble ladies think of her in their hearts......

Mo Qingling muttered in his heart.

Although she is everyone's best girl, she also has changeability in her bones, sometimes lively, sometimes ladylike, but these are all based on a premise.

And this premise is the rules.

She is always so decent to herself. It's like choosing the color of clothes, and what she chooses is always that dignified and atmospheric. The matter of Yue Lei Chi, she will not even do half a point!

"What's so flamboyant?! Dress like a nun and you'll be satisfied! Your age is as delicate as a flower, and it's a good time to wear these colors, otherwise you want to wait until you're seventy or eighty years old to wear them? When the time comes, I will make sure that you will not even have a place to cry! ”

After a pause, Fang Xiaoxiao stood up, she pulled Mo Qingling in one hand and walked in the direction of the dresser, while continuing, "As long as the bun is combed and some good jewelry is matched, it is guaranteed to make you look unique when the time comes!" ”

As the words fell, the two of them had already walked to the front of the dresser. After motioning for Mo Qingling to sit down, Fang Xiaoxiao's sensitive fingers were already dancing in her hair.