The voice of righteous indignation was reprimanding Chu Yunyao one-sidedly, Bao'er was not happy or angry, stood up, ordered the little servant next to him to pull the man up from the ground, and asked, "So, you must be very familiar with your lady?" ”

"When, of course." The man was a little weak-hearted.

"You must be able to recognize what your lady looks like, right?" Bao'er pointed to the "young marshal lady" in front of her, who was dressed almost identically, and said, "Then tell me, these two, who are you the lady?" ”

The man's gaze went back and forth between the two women many times, and he really couldn't make up his mind.

He had only seen Chu Yunyao's portrait once, and only a vague impression remained in his mind.

The last time she deliberately hit the car, she didn't have time to tear off the veil on Chu Yunyao's face to take a look, only knowing that she was dressed luxuriously, and her eyes were as bright as autumn water.

That time he was almost hit by a car and broke his bones, and he was dizzy from the pain, and he forgot what it looked like.

"What, don't you recognize?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Bao'er's pretty face changed greatly, and she said coldly, "I have tarnished the reputation of my young lady, but I want to eat guns, do you know?" ”

The man shook in fright, raised his hand and pointed at one of them, and said with little confidence, "This is it, this is my wife." ”

The corners of Bao'er's lips were raised, and she walked over and tore off the man's veil covering his face, revealing a peach-faced face, and said to the man, "See clearly, is this your lady?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't find the slightest flaw in the carefully described face, and immediately denied it, "It's wrong, it's not her, it's the one next to me." ”

Bao'er hugged the little wolf cub and circled around the man impatiently, "It seems that you are not as familiar with your lady as you say." ”

The man said strongly, "They are all covered with veils, and it is normal for me not to recognize the wrong person for a while." ”

Bao'er walked to the other side, ripped off the veil on the face of the other "young marshal lady", and the corners of her lips hooked up a mocking smile, "Are you sure, this is really your lady?" ”

The man looked at this face carefully, with a small cherry mouth, a pointed chin, a high nose bridge, black hair like ink, and a pair of bright and shining big eyes.

The man immediately decided that the "young marshal lady" was the one in front of him, and rushed over excitedly, hugging the woman in front of him, "Lady, I think you think it's so hard, will you go back with me?" ”

Bao'er raised her eyebrows slightly, touched her chin, and asked slowly, "Don't you plan to compare and make sure that she is your lady, not the one you identified for the first time?" ”

"Sure, I'm sure she's my wife." In front of everyone, the man stretched out his salted pig hand, touched the woman in his arms, and roared with oil, "Lady, I was wrong, I won't gamble anymore, you forgive me." ”

The "woman" who was called "lady" by the man wanted to push him away with disgust, but when she saw that the man was hugging him too tightly, she really couldn't push it away, so she kicked it with her foot and yelled, "Dengzi, don't come to disgust master." ”

The crowd of onlookers petrified en masse.

As soon as this voice roared out, it was obviously the voice of a man full of energy.

Even more surprising to the onlookers was yet to come.

I saw that the beautiful "young marshal lady" impatiently ripped off the wig on her head, wiped off the delicate makeup on her face three or two times, and revealed a heroic man's face