Chapter 547 Being Accused ([-])

"Senior sister, the master said, let us stay in the room these few days and try not to go out."

Li Yong was dragged out by Feng Ying, extremely nervous.

"Try not to go out, not necessarily. Don't you feel that it's a pity that you can't go out for a stroll when you finally come to the capital?"

Feng Ying was in high spirits, and the two of them arrived at the front desk of the hotel after speaking.

"Excuse me, where is the fun here?"

"There's a disco on Santiao Street, and there's a masked dance tonight."

"Masked Ball, that's great, thank you."

Feng Ying directly ignored Li Yong's advice. Anyway, the master is out today, so no one can control her!

……

"Ye Yao, are you alright?"

Outside the fitting room, Wang Ying couldn't wait to see Ye Yao after the change.

"immediately."

Ye Yao's voice came from inside.

Wang Ying looked at herself in the mirror wearing a denim short skirt and floral top, and was quite satisfied.

"Dashan, how do you see me now?"

Song Shanshan, who was acting as the guardian of the flowers, looked at Wang Ying who kept posing, and couldn't help but take a second look.

Most of Wang Ying's usual clothes are casual and sports-oriented. Now that she puts on this kind of clothes that highlight her figure, it really adds a lot of feminine charm.

"Is the skirt too short?"

Just covered the thighs, a little ostentatious, right?
Wang Ying rolled her eyes, "What do you know, we're going to a disco, it's appropriate to dress like this!"

Song Shanshan chuckled, if he said that, he must have a good eye today.

"However, your figure..."

Although the proportions are not bad, the size of the "front" seems too "flat". She has never worn such a close-fitting clothing before, so I don't think it is too different from the airport now.

He murmured, picked up the water bottle next to him, and took a sip.

At this time, the door of the fitting room opened.

puff!
His eyes widened suddenly, and he spit out a mouthful of water, unbelievable.

This, this, this, hell! ! !
"My goodness!"

Even Wang Ying, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, was still shocked when she saw Ye Yao coming out of the fitting room.

Is this really Ye Yao? !

Perfect proportions, a good figure with bumps and convexities, are perfectly outlined by the black skirt.

High ponytail, exquisite makeup.

At this moment, Ye Yao's complexion is beautiful, his skin is as snowy as snow, and his frown and smile are soul-stirring.

Both Wang Ying and Song Shanshan stared straight at them, until there was an exclamation from the side.

"This young lady is really beautiful."

Ye Yao looked at himself in the mirror, the effect was really good.

The clothes she chose have the effect of self-cultivation and elongated proportions. In addition to the ponytail combed in the fitting room just now, and the stiletto shoes ten centimeters high under the soles of her feet, she looks as a whole. I lost weight again.

However, this is not the most perfect state, at least ten to fifteen catties are lost.

"Thank you."

I have heard too much before, too much sarcasm, and being praised for being beautiful, this is the first time since I was reborn.

Song Shanshan walked up to her cautiously, stared at her up and down, left and right.

"Are you really Ye Yao?"

This is simply a different person. How could she be so thin and beautiful all of a sudden? !

Just looking at her like this, he couldn't control his heart, thumping, thumping, beating wildly...

(End of this chapter)

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