Chapter 50: The Messenger
The next day, Ye Manxi changed into new clothes under Ye Zemin's surveillance, and also found a makeup artist to put on light makeup for her.
The makeup artist said that Ye Manxi was really beautiful, and a little light makeup would captivate the country and the city, and Ye Zemin's heart was full of joy when he heard it.
In Ye Manxi's memory, this was the first time Ye Zemin bought her new clothes and shoes.
Among the many brightly colored clothes, Ye Manxi picked the most colorful one.
She thought that the other party should be a middle-aged man with a fat brain, and she should be tired of seeing the red and willow green warbler Yanyan, but she likes the clear soup and noodles, so she did the opposite and dressed up very gorgeously.
But she miscalculated.
When she sat in front of Zhao Dashao in a red tight top and short skirt, his eyes were as bright as light bulbs, and he looked surprised and delighted.
There is no guy who doesn't like a girl with a hot body and a bold dress.
Ye Manxi in front of her has a pure and beautiful face, but there is a huge contrast with her dress and appearance.
A tight-fitting off-the-shoulder sweater and a small black leather skirt frame the perfect figure.
Although Ye Manxi has just given birth, his figure is still slender.
This combination of angels and demons made Zhao Dashao almost pout happily on the spot.
He didn't know that there was such a lovely person with a beautiful face and moon in the Ye family.
When Ye Zemin started to sell to him, he also took Qiao, and after seeing the photos of Ye Manxi that Ye Zemin showed him, he thought that the girls in it were very beautiful, but he didn't expect the real person to be so beautiful.
So, the disadvantage that she can't speak is nothing.
It's better for a woman not to speak, or she will be annoyed to death.
Zhao Dashao spoke in a courteous tone, and handed the menu to Ye Manxi's nose: "Look at what you like to eat?" His foie gras is well done, try it? ”
Ye Manxi was noncommittal, she could eat anything, anyway, she came to deal with Ye Zemin.
But the tight little clothes on her body were really uncomfortable, and that Zhao Dashao's gaze was always rolling around her chest.
She thought about it for a while, and tucked a napkin on her chest to temporarily block Zhao Dashao Chiguo's gaze.
This is a high-end clubhouse, membership system, the environment is very good, although the hall is large, but the spacing between each table is large, which retains the privacy of guests.
Tonight's game was taken by Dong Zhiqi, and several of them took turns to save the game.
As soon as Jiang Mohe sat down, he said: "The frequency of our gathering this time is too high, we only gathered in Miao's courtyard a few days ago, why did we get together again today?" ”
"Are you tired of seeing anyone?" Dong Zhiqi poured him wine.
"Of course it's you, if it's a beauty, then it doesn't hurt if I see it every day." Jiang Mohe was talking, and suddenly his eyes stopped on the female dependents at the table in front of him.
It was such a coincidence that Ye Manxi happened to be in the same club as them.
"Beauty, a beauty that is rare to see in a hundred years." Jiang Mohe's eyes were hooked: "I rub, I haven't seen such a beautiful woman with a special temperament for a long time." ”
Dong Zhiqi glanced at him, and didn't recognize it as Ye Manxi for a while, because her outfit today was too different from usual.
"Can you not look straight at every beautiful woman?" Dong Zhiqi clinked glasses with him: "Where is Huo Miao, why haven't you come yet?" ”
"How do I know? People have a lot of opportunities, do you think you are idle like us? Jiang Mohe finally withdrew his gaze: "The beauty is beautiful, but the fat man opposite her is not very good, Zhao Fuhai, a nouveau riche who has been in the limelight in the past two years, I don't know what these beauties think, why do you want to stick this kind of person?" ”
"What kind of person?" Huo Miao's voice sounded above their heads, and Jiang Mohe raised his head: "Yo, the busy man is finally here, let's look at the beauties!" ”
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