Chapter 87: Make a wedding dress for you

Tang Xiaotian has always been a raunchy ghost, and his mantra is to be at ease, but now it has only been a few hours since he arrived in Honolulu, and his appearance has completely changed.

With a gorgeous cone bun on his head, exaggerated tassel gold leaf earrings in his ears, he wore a long skirt of dark brocade entwined lotus, and a pair of delicate red embroidered shoes on his feet.

In addition, her feet are off the ground when she walks, fluttering and flickering, and she is the heroine of a horror movie like a ghost in an ancient house.

"Hell, it's just." Mu Sensen clutched his chest, a look of dog fright. "What's going on?"

Tang Xiaotian's small white handkerchief flicked into her face, fanning out a gust of yin wind, and she was coquettish and disgusted:

"Ouch~~~~ Why are you so rude! I met a senior today......"

"It's a eunuch!" His voice thickened, and his eyes became fierce.

"The old-timers said that Honolulu is the garden of the royal family, a place where rules and manners are spoken, and a wild ghost from the countryside like me from the Southern Barbarians is not qualified to come in according to the rules." Shake the handkerchief, the wind is light.

"The old-timers have popularized a lot of knowledge and principles for me......"

"A full hour!"

Mu Sensen was speechless by her essence, "So, you were squeezed by that old eunuch?" ”

And then it became like this? Out of the breath!

Tang Xiaotian lowered his voice and said quickly, "I'll talk about this later." ”

She continued to shake her handkerchief and smirked coquettishly, "Come in!" Mr. Pei has been waiting for you for a long time! ”

Heh, heh, I knew that today would not end so easily.

Mu Sensen rubbed his face. Come on, one knife is a hit, ten knives are also a hit, early death and early superbirth.

As soon as I entered the door, the smell of rice was fragrant.

Glutinous and soft braised pork, refreshing white chopped chicken, fresh and fragrant steamed fish, and emerald green boiled green vegetables.

Mu Sensen stood at the door for two seconds, and his anger at digging a pit and burying Pei Ji was wiped out in the smell of rice in the room.

Pei Yu put down the book in his hand, raised his eyes to look at it, and said calmly: "Come and eat." ”

This guy is too scheming!

Mu Sensen scolded himself for being unproductive, and sat down at the dinner table in a gloomy manner.

Pei Yu was drinking tea on the side, his black shirt was well-cut, his long legs were overlapped, and his whole temperament was restrained and noble.

It had only been two days since he left the ship, and his complexion was much better.

Mu Sensen finished a big bowl of rice, wiped his mouth, and drank another pot of fruit tea, and finally was satisfied.

"Did you come to me for something?" She said a kind word in a mock way.

Eating people has a soft mouth, and they are embarrassed to put on a stinky face.

In fact, she wanted to kick this guy out of the door who had caused her to be in a bad mood.

Pei Yu's gaze was like the night outside the window, sinking on Mu Sensen, like calm and waveless, and like a thousand meanings.

"I'm going to make you a wedding dress, I'll measure you." He said lightly.

What? Mu Sensen was a little confused.

Pei Yu raised his hand, and the old tailor in the corner of the room, who was as quiet as a potted plant, with gray hair, offered a tape measure in both hands.

Pei Ji took the tape measure and stood in front of Mu Sensen in person.

"You ......"

What are you doing, uncle! Mu Sensen didn't know what expression to use to face it at all.

Just wanted to step back a little and stay away from this neuropathy, but was pulled in front of him by Pei Yu's arm.

"Don't move, it'll be fine soon." He lowered his eyes, his lips spraying in her ears, and the nice smell of his body completely enveloped her.