My Family Really Has A Goldmine

The man in front had a straight suit and a handsome smile on his handsome brows.

Rong Rong pressed his heart in his heart, and moved to the side like a crab.

She sniffed again and yelled, "Ah, it smelled."

Shen Du glanced at the candlelight, stepped back, and kept a certain distance from her.

The nose scent disappeared again.

The amount of perfume is most suitable if there is nothing. When the other party catches that dim smell, they want to get closer, but the fragrance disappears in vain.

It's like a tiny hook that catches the apex of the heart and is so numb that it can't break free and doesn't want to break free.

Rong Rong, biting her lip, bit her lip, turned her head away from him, and said, "I'm back in the room."

Shen Du nodded, his voice soft: "Go back."

She didn't know what happened to her sudden loss.

This sense of loss did not disappear until she returned to the room.

Rong Rong leaned on the sofa and stared straight at the door of the room. If she had a see-through eye, I'm afraid that she had already passed through two doors and stuck her eyes on the man in the opposite room.

The rushing ringtone on the coffee table caught her mind back.

She picked it up, and there was Rong Qingci's annoyed voice: "Are you not in the room? I have knocked on your door for a long time."

"Go out and walk." Rong Rong asked in a vague tone, "What's wrong?"

There was a pause, and murmured, "Come and help me."

Rong Rong raised his hand, glanced at his watch, and smiled, "Did you start dressing up so early?"

"I'm the representative of our company. Grandpa told me that he must not be ashamed today." Rong Qingci sighed. "You beauty blogger come here to help me."

Rong Rong nodded excitedly: "Okay, you wait for me."

Rong Rong quickly got up to open his suitcase, took out some necessary tools, and prepared to serve as Rong Qingci's staff.

When we went out, we happened to run into Wei Chen who was about to enter the opposite door.

Wei Chen smiled at her: "Miss Rong."

She was a few years younger than Wei Chen, and was always called a bit awkward, saying simply, "Just call my name."

"Ah, okay." Wei Chen touched his nose, a little shy. "But your name is superimposed, and it always sounds like a nickname."

Rong Rong took it a long time ago: "It doesn't matter, I can tell the difference from the tone."

For example, Rong Qingci and Xu Dongye will definitely call her full name.

As soon as she had said this, she froze.

There was a personal tone she couldn't tell.

Rong Rong put away his mind and shifted the topic: "You are so handsome today."

Wei Chen is a handsome man, more than one meter and eighteen, who looks much more mature than usual when wearing a dark blue suit.

He grinned: "Is there a dinner party in the evening, I should be more handsome around."

A low voice came from the door of the two-person suite: "Why not come in?"

Wei Chen responded, nodded apologetically at her, and turned in.

I smelled a scent just after entering.

Wei Chen stretched his nose: "Mr. Shen, do you have some incense?"

"I didn't order it." Shen Du, on the sofa, had a rare and pleasant look, and stretched out his hand, "Show me the guest list."

Wei Chen gave him the folder in his hand.

Mr. Shen was looking at the documents and he was looking for the source of the fragrance.

When I saw the candlestick with a strong girlish scent, the scent came from the faint candlelight.

He curiously approached and observed that this kind of thing didn't look like Shen always bought it.

Shen Du raised his eyes and saw the assistant staring at the candlestick, and raised his lips lightly and asked, "Does it look good?"

Wei Chen sighed blankly and nodded: "It looks good."

"Things that the little girl likes." Shen Du smiled, and then looked at the documents in his hand, as if to himself, "It's not difficult to bring."

President Shen rarely wore a silver-gray suit today. One end of the silver chain of the collar was held by the chest tie, and the other was held by the neckline of his suit. He leaned on the back of the sofa in a relaxed posture. He's soft and awkward and handsome.

Wei Chen immediately guessed who this candlestick was, and didn't hold back his aunt's smile.

He coughed, seemingly inadvertently: "I just met Miss Rong at the door."

"and then?"

"She asked me to call her name in the future." Wei Chen watched General Shen's expression and chuckled in his heart. "But Miss Rong's name is superimposed. It would be bad if someone misunderstands my close relationship with her. Right, Mr. Shen? "

The fingertips on the paper slipped lightly, and Shen Du looked up at Wei Chen with a light tone: "To what?"

Wei Chen shook his head quickly: "Nothing, President Shen, take a good rest, and I will come to pick you up at night."

"Um." Shen Du returned the folder to him, and asked, "Is there no guests on this floor, did you tell the staff?"

Wei Chen nodded: "I said, except for the suites on this floor, the rest have been arranged for guests. It is said that the room is full, and it will not disturb your rest."

If Miss Rong is not noisy to the door.

After finishing what he should do, Wei Chen turned and left.

Mr. Shen, who was behind him, suddenly said, "Just call her Miss Rong."

Wei Chen pursed his lips and smiled, "I see."

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As soon as Rong Rong entered the door, he was shocked by the sight in front of him.

The suitcase was wide open, the dress was scattered in every corner, and the bed was a mess. The unknown person thought it was looted.

Rong Qingci glanced at her sideways: "Why so slow?"

Rong Rong bypassed a few pairs of high heels on the ground and came to her, a little helpless: "Why do you bring more than me?"

"I asked someone to bring it for me." Rong Qingci sat at the dresser and looked at himself in the mirror, no matter where he was, "I brought more, but I didn't know what to wear."

Looking at the dress skirts on the bed, Rong Rong's eyes were suddenly caught by a certain skirt.

Rong Rong looked envious: "I thought you never wore this style of skirt."

Dior's early spring show catwalk skirts this year, the yards are out of stock everywhere, Rong Rong row customization has arrived three months later.

Rong Qingci guessed which one she was talking about almost instantly, and carelessly said, "Oh, I bought it for you."

"Me?" Rong Rong was unbelievable, thinking he was hearing, "Really?"

Rong Qingci rolled his eyes: "When did you watch me wear this kind of fairy dress? I went to the store to see the new one, and I happened to see this one. I remembered that you were following this fairy line, so I brought it back to you. "

This way makes Rong Rong so happy that he couldn't care anything and hugged Rong Qingci's neck directly, thanking him sweetly, "Thank you sister."

She closed her eyes and felt the perfume on Rong Qingci.

Without realizing it, Rong Celadon's momentary shaking of God immediately raised a smile.

"Nausea is dead, get out of me." Rong Qingci pushed her away disgustingly. "Hurry up and pick me."

Rong Rong helped her choose a queen’spalace black and white contrasting off-the-shoulder high-set dress, and a delicate bow on the chest added a little elegance to this skirt.

She turned Rong Qingci's shoulder-length hair into a bun, exposed her slender neck, and wore a graffbutterflysilhouette diamond necklace. She also helped her with makeup, covering her entire shape from head to toe.

When looking at Rong Celadon from the mirror, Rong Rong couldn't help wow.

Rong Celadon looked awkward: "Wow what wow."

"Fairy descends." Rong Rong laughed.

Rong Qingci walked in front of her with her skirt in her skirt, and ragged her face when Rong Rong was blinking.

"I just don't want to be praised by you." Rong Qingci sneered. "Who in Qinghe City didn't know that Rong Er, who never showed up in Rong's family, was the true fairy."

Rong Rong pouted, "Then I'll be ugly today."

"Come on, if you look ugly, it's the face of Rong's family." Rong Qingci picked up the velvet box in front of the dresser and threw it into her arms. "I don't like pearls, I'll give you this one."

Rong Rong opened the box and it turned out to be Mikimoto's new cherry blossom this year.

A gradient pink and white five-petal cherry pendant, embellished with three flawless pearls, full of girlishness.

She took the necklace like a treasure and stroked the lines carefully.

Rong Qingci looked at her coquettish look, and smiled: "Be well dressed, don't embarrass our family."

Rong Rong nodded strongly, held up the dress skirt again, and smiled, "Yeah!"

"Put on this." Rong Qingci's eyes suddenly froze, but his face still smiled, "You are the prettiest princess in Rong's family."

Just like when she first came home, Grandpa bought her a lot of princess dresses. Petite Rong Rong came down from upstairs wearing a skirt, her eyes were timid, but the beautiful and well-behaved look was annoying. stand up.

Xu Bei was also there at the time. The under 10-year-old looked away from the Yugioh card, opened his mouth slightly, and stared at Xiao Qingmei who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Rong Qingci looked at him and told himself that no matter how much he hated the so-called auntie, this was her sister.

Why didn't she see Rong Rong's running on thin ice.

Why not hate yourself like this.

Rong Qingci closed her eyes, suppressed the sudden complex emotions, and waved at her: "Go back to your room."

Rong Rong noticed the sudden stagnation of the atmosphere, a sweet smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and nodded his head smartly.

Soon only Rong Qingci was left in the room.

She sighed deeply, sitting on the bed suddenly, looking at herself in the mirror and suddenly grinning.

At this point, Rong Rong returned to his room by the elevator, spread his dress on the big bed, and carefully stroked the tulle on the skirt.

This gets along well.

Taking a deep breath, she reached out her hands at the ends of her mouth and pulled up.

"Today is a pleasure."

Rong Rong sat in front of the dresser and began to dress himself.

She took out the jillstuart four-color blush that she was most reluctant to use, not because it was so expensive, but because when she received the gift, Rong Qingci's tone was exactly the same as today.

She returned from Tokyo at that time.

You must like this packaging, so I bought it for you.

The embarrassing and embossed pattern on the blush box comes with a soft pink blush brush.

She likes it.

Use this today.

Rong Rong didn't know how long he had been dressed up, and it wasn't until Shendu came knocking on the door that he recovered.

Rong Rong, who was wearing a skirt, barely covered his chest and ran to the door. He answered, "I'm here."

Shen Du's low voice sounded outside the door: "The dinner is about to begin."

"I'll be right away." Rong Rong stroked Gauze and hurried back, "I'll just go down by myself."

"What's wrong with you? So urgent?"

Rong Rong blurted out: "I'm wearing a skirt."

The man outside the door was silent for a long time, then faintly instructed: "Hurry up."

"Well, it will be all right."

Shen Du left.

After putting on her skirt, Rong Rong draped her long hair behind her back, sprayed some perfume, and picked up a small bag to hurriedly go out.

The dinner was held in the lobby on the first floor, and at this time, the orchestra was playing a symphony.

She came down the spiral staircase, not knowing that she had already attracted most of her eyes.

Beauty with snowy skin is best suited to wear naked powder and veil.

Rong Qingci was talking to Shen Du, listening to the surrounding people whispering and turning his eyes to the stairs.

Rao is she can't stand God.

"It's really a princess," she murmured.

Shen Du turned his head and looked at her.

His eyes narrowed, his eyes darkened, and Shen Du raised his goblet to block his thin lips.

Blocked a faint smile.

It's worth it for so long.

She was so beautiful that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

The author has something to say: Masters, don't rush, please.

Opening the comment area is all reminding me to change, be personal

Tomorrow more! !! !! Don't rush! !!

By the way, there is a reader who helped me build a buckle group. As long as I do n’t remind you to come in, I can play casually: I ’m left behind.

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jillstuart four-color blush: average use, but the packaging really looks good! The girl's feeling is blown up!

queen’spalace: Mostly do wedding dresses, but the wedding dresses they look are also pretty ~

graff: Diamond boss, rushing for money

mikimoto: Pearl gangster, money robbers, jewelry sellers are not good things, 呸 2k novel reading network