The three pieces of clothing have their own merits and different styles, it all depends on the personal preferences of the wind boss, and it has nothing to do with who sent it!

Sure enough, Feng Qianqian looked at the three dresses with a tangled expression, and finally pointed to the clothes he sent under Mu Yunshen's unignorable gaze and stammered.

"This one sent by Boss Mu is very beautiful, I like it very much......"

Hearing this, Mu Yunshen's face softened slightly, but he listened to Feng Qianqian continue. "But I also like purple, and my ink paintings are good......"

Zhao Wu slapped his head, come on! Tossed in vain!

The familiar feeling of oppression came again, but fortunately, it was only for a moment, Mu Yunshen sighed lightly, forget it, what does he care about because of a dress and a little girl? Since she likes it, it's good that he will prepare for her what she likes in the future!

Feng Qianqian pursed her lips and asked softly, "Does Boss Mu also know the rules of the Autumn Banquet?" ”

Mu Yunshen was slightly shocked, "I've heard some," the selection of the Autumn Banquet is more like a royal concubine in disguise, he has naturally heard of it, but he has not paid attention to it.

I saw Feng Qianqian's eyes shining, and the thief came to his side awkwardly. "How do you think I can make a fortune in the selection of saints?"

Mu Yunshen looked at Feng Qianqian's appearance as a wealth fan helplessly, thought about it deeply, and slowly spoke, "I have heard that the officials of the Ministry of Rites will operate the selection results!" ”

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and such an important selection must be someone pondering the way to make money.

Mu Yunshen looked sideways at her, "Are you short of money?" "Why do you want to make money all day long?

"Look what kind of question you are asking, you are the legendary cold-blooded god of wealth, have you stopped making money?"

Feng Qianqian shrugged, and with her other hand lovingly stroked the gold-leaf moire on the skirt of the purple dress.

Suddenly, he only felt that the cold aura around him was stronger for a while, and Feng Qianqian turned his head stiffly to look.

The handsome and peerless face was close in front of him, and a pair of black eyes looked at Feng Qianqian darkly, and the suppressed emotions under his eyes were surging and overflowing.

In the next second, the bony fingers gently pinched Feng Qianqian's chin, and the black eyes followed the innocent brown eyes.

"Where am I cold-blooded?"

"Hmm......"

What a mouth! What are they talking about? Where is Boss Mu cold-blooded? Boss Mu is her reborn parent, who saved her life and made a fortune with her! It's her cold-blooded.

“…… Boss Mu treats me the best, it's me cold-blooded, I'm ruthless, I'm unreasonable......" A series of words jumped out as if begging for mercy, Mu Yunshen's hand did not relax for a minute, his black eyes deepened, stared at her for a long time, and finally rubbed the bottom of her chin with his fingertips, as if she usually touched Xiaobai.

Is this teasing her?

Mu Yunshen lowered his head to hide his smile and said softly. "If only you knew!"

Regardless of Feng Qianqian's stunned expression, Mu Yun got up with deep satisfaction, "Rest early!" ”

Hearing that he was leaving, Feng Qianqian was like being pardoned.

After sending Mu Yunshen away with a thousand thanks, Ah Zhan instantly jumped in front of Feng Qianqian's eyes, Feng Qianqian gave him a blank look, "Cowardice, why didn't you come out just now!" ”

Ah Zhan smiled embarrassedly, "I don't think Boss Mu has any ill will towards you." ”

Feng Qianqian shook her head disapprovingly, and muttered to herself, "I'm afraid there is evil intentions......"

She always felt that something was wrong with Mu Yunshen recently, as if he was teasing her.