Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 113 The Third Kind of Stunning Beauty

These two... what's the situation?

Jiang Li's alarm sounded loudly, and he immediately ran over to block Qiao Nian's way, as if he was afraid that his cabbages would be poached by pigs.

"My Lord, you haven't watched it yet, how do you know you like it. What if you don't like it."

Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

Jiang Li's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he refused to budge, staring at him with big eyes.

"Clothing is something that you have to try to know if it looks good. Nian Nian buys it casually. If you don't look good in it or the size doesn't fit..." I can also pick it up!

A few words are not finished yet.

In front of him, Ye Fanchuan suddenly unbuttoned the clothes with his white fingers, one by one, from the neckline to the lower abdomen, and directly changed into the clothes Qiao Nian bought for him.

The ink-colored shirt was on his body, and the cut was very suitable for him. From the chest muscles to the waistline, it seemed that the designer tailored it for his model.

The buttons on his neckline were left unbuttoned, adding a bit of casualness.Fragmented hair hung on his full forehead, his brow bones were three-dimensional, his narrow eyes were deep, his jaw line was cold and hard, and his whole body exuded a masculinity.

The ink-colored shirt fit him just right, and with the silver bracelet and prayer beads on his wrist, it felt like a character in a comic had come to reality.

As a man, Jiang Li couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

Wang Ye looks too...not to leave a way for others to survive!

No wonder there is a tacit saying in the upper circles of Beijing—the moonlight and the water color, Ye Wangchuan is the third kind of beauty!

Ye Wangchuan walked around him directly, and walked up to Qiao Nian. He was tall, with his neck hooked, and his eyes were deep. He asked, "How is it?"

Qiao Nian's eyes lit up.

The effect he wore was exactly what he had imagined when he saw the clothes in the store.

Who doesn't like looking at beautiful things.

Qiao Nian also likes beautiful people and things, so she didn't hesitate to praise her: "You look good, especially for you. I found that your skin is fair, which suits this color very well."

The corners of Ye Wangchuan's mouth kept rising, and he lowered his eyelids, and said in a low and charming voice, "I'll ask them to prepare more of this color in the future."

Jiang Li was in a bad mood, he just took off his clothes, he didn't dare to stop him, but now he listened to the two chatting, the more he listened, the more he listened to it, the more he listened to it, the more he listened to it, the more he listened to it, the more he couldn't stop Ye Fanchuan, he could only run to Qiao Nian Go there and ask: "Nian Nian, why did you only buy it for Master Wang and not me? What about mine?"

Ye Qichen on the hospital bed was also sour. He was afraid that Qiao Nian would hate him. He was so sour that he was dying, but it was not as obvious as Jiang Li's expression. He said softly beside him, "I also want the clothes my sister bought."

Just look at this small figure that is tentative on the edge, it can make people's hearts cute.

Ye Wangchuan shot him a sideways look: "I'll buy it for you another day."

Hehe, Ye Qichen curled his lips, almost revealing his nature and saying that he didn't want to buy it.

Fortunately, Qiao Nian heard it, and turned back to rub the soft hair on top of his head. He narrowed his black eyes leisurely, a little angry, with a relaxed expression: "What kind of clothes do you want?"

Ye Qichen's eyes were shining brightly, and he tugged at her sleeve without even thinking about it: "It's cute!"

He wants to be cute, super cute, and in the future he will take the cute route.

Qiao Nian readily agreed, "Next time I meet a suitable one, I'll buy it for you."

Anyway, it's not expensive, money, she has a little bit, so she keeps it if she stays there.

Hearing this, Jiang Li felt even more uncomfortable, unwilling to reconcile, he brought that handsome face closer to him, pointed at himself, and said with resentment on his face, "Nian Nian, what about me?"

(End of this chapter)