Yan Huaijing was simply ecstatic, but thinking about it carefully, except for Mu Zhuoyao, who would come into her room and give her clothes, there seemed to be no one else in this family.

Yan Huaijing was so happy, she didn't have to worry about her clothes now.

Underneath the garment is a shoe box.

Yan Huaijing opened it like opening a blind box, and this feeling of surprise was so beautiful.

The shoes are silver, and the simple style highlights the special of the clothes.

Yan Huaijing deliberately glanced at the size of the soles, which was just right for her.

A warm feeling flowed in his heart, although Mu Zhuoyao is a person who doesn't say anything, but he is a person who puts everything in his heart, silently doing all this for you.

Just when Yan Huaijing was immersed in Mu Zhuoyao's surprise to her, Song Meilun's phone called again.

"Yanyan, I'm done, let's go, go shopping with you."

"I don't think so." Yan Huaijing stared at the clothes and shoes and smiled.

"Why?" Song Meilun was puzzled.

"Because someone sent it, and it's beautiful." Yan Huaijing said with a smile.

Full of happiness.

"Ouch, I'll see what kind of clothes Mu Zhuoyao gave you." Song Meilun teased Yan Huaijing.

"When the evening comes, you'll see." Yan Huaijing said.

"Okay, then since I'm not going, I'll be busy for a while." Song Meilun stretched.

"Aren't you going today? Isn't it together? Yan Huaijing heard what Song Meilun meant, and hurriedly asked.

"No, there's still a lot of work to be done today, it's too late, you can go by yourself." Song Meilun said distressedly.

Originally, I also wanted to go to see the world with Yan Huaijing, but there were too many things.

"Anyway, Mu Zhuoyao protects you, don't be afraid." Song Meilun then said.

Yan Huaijing hung up the phone helplessly.

As soon as he hung up the phone, the sound of Mu Zhuoyao's car stalling came from downstairs.

Yan Huaijing hurriedly ran downstairs.

"You're back." As soon as Mu Zhuoyao entered the door, he received a warm greeting from Yan Huaijing.

Mu Zhuoyao only raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Huaijing, "Clean up and set off later." ”

"So early?" Yan Huaijing was surprised, isn't there still two hours left for the dinner party now?

"What, are you going to go to dinner like this? I don't want to go out with a woman like that. "Mu Zhuoyao's poisonous tongue is not good.

Yan Huaijing looked at the clothes on her body, and thought it was okay, not so bad.

Besides, didn't Mu Zhuoyao die and prepared a dress for himself.

"Oh, okay." Yan Huaijing couldn't say anything about Mu Zhuoyao, so she had to agree.

Yan Huaijing went upstairs to bring down the evening dress, and Mu Zhuoyao had already changed his clothes.

"Let's go." Mu Zhuoyao stood at the door and waited for Huaijing.

The two got into the car together.

"Where are you going?" Yan Huaijing still doesn't know what Mu Zhuoyao wants to do?

"Guess." Mu Zhuoyao looked at Yan Huaijing, but he didn't want to tell her.

Yan Huaijing glared, "Don't say it." ”

The car quickly drove to the door of a private styling shop.

"It's here, get off." Mu Zhuoyao opened the car door and walked straight into the store.

Leaving behind the slow Yan Huaijing, surprised in the back.

Why are you here, she can clean up at home by herself, and she can go out.

"Help her clean up." Mu Zhuoyao said to the reception who came to inquire.

"What do you mean by cleaning up, it makes me want to see more people." Yan Huaijing muttered dissatisfied.

Now Mu Zhuoyao's surprise to her and the joy of giving her clothes have almost been offset.

Mu Zhuoyao ignored him, sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine, and read it.

"Miss, please follow me." The reception was very polite and guided Yan Huaijing to the house.

Although Yan Huaijing was dissatisfied, she didn't want to go to the dinner to lose Mu Zhuoyao's face, after all, this dinner was exchanged for the fruits of her labor.

An hour later.

"Miss, come out." The hairstylist who helped her styling stared at her work with great satisfaction.

Yan Huaijing looked at herself in the mirror, and she couldn't believe it, this was really as Mu Zhuoyao said.

Yan Huaijing twisted into her evening dress and walked out.

When I walked out, I found that everyone's eyes were all focused on me, and I smiled a little embarrassedly, "Isn't it not suitable for me?" ”

Seeing so many people staring at him, Yan Huaijing thought that today's style was not suitable for him.

"No, no, miss, you fit too well in this suit." Someone was the first to stand up and praise it.

Immediately, Mu Zhuoyao also raised his head and looked at Yan Huaijing fixedly.

Her skin was very white, her fair neck was just exposed, and the apricot-colored evening dress reflected Yan Huaijing's white skin even more.

The lines of the evening dress will be Yan Huaijing's good figure, and the concave and convex wrapping will be complete.

It's like this dress is completely tailor-made for Yan Huaijing.

The hair was pulled up casually, leaving a few broken bangs, and Yan Huaijing's small face exuded a little femininity.

"Isn't it pretty?" Yan Huaijing saw that Mu Zhuoyao stopped talking, and stopped reading the magazine in his hand, so he asked carefully.

Because I didn't say that I had tried this style, I don't know if it looks good or not.

"It's not." Mu Zhuoyao came back to his senses and hurriedly denied it, but he felt that it was inappropriate, and added two more words, "Good-looking." ”

He had never looked at Yan Huaijing so closely, and Mu Zhuoyao felt that the cells in his whole body were shouting.

"Really?" Yan Huaijing couldn't believe that Mu Zhuoyao would praise herself.

"Let's go." Mu Zhuoyao raised his arms, as if waiting for Yan Huaijing to come and hold him.

"Huh?" Yan Huaijing quickly reacted and stepped forward to grab Mu Zhuoyao's arm.

The people in the store looked at this couple with envy.

The eyes are full of envy.

Yan Huaijing secretly glanced at Mu Zhuoyao's side.

Today's Mu Zhuoyao seems to be different from usual, a little active, and a little cold.

I don't know why, tonight's evening breeze blows Yan Huaijing a little drunk.

The high heels were very high, but Yan Huaijing still only went to Mu Zhuoyao's shoulder.

When going down the stairs, Mu Zhuoyao deliberately slowed down, led Yan Huaijing downstairs, and treated her like a porcelain doll.

Yan Huaijing suddenly thought that he and Mu Zhuoyao were a simple couple who went to a friend's party together.

The atmosphere is warm and nice.

"Get in the car." Mu Zhuoyao intimately opened the car door for Yan Huaijing.

Even Assistant Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw Yan Huaijing, and he almost couldn't recognize it.

looked straight at Yan Huaijing, and was about to open his mouth to boast, but was glared back by Mu Zhuoyao with a fierce look.

As if to say, my woman can only be praised by me to come and praise.