Number 1 Scandalous Queen

Xu Jiayang shook his head, "I knew it would be like this."

The expressions of these two men gave Han Luoqi a premonition.

Weakly asked, "What is your rank?"

Xu Jiayang raised his head, looking up at the ceiling forty-five degrees, his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, "I was a diamond once, until later... alas..."

Leng Yan also learned something, looking down at the toilet forty-five degrees, "I used to be a star, until later...Oh, my stomach hurts."

Then he slammed the bathroom door.

Xia Shi couldn't help but chuckle, "Before the two of them were Diamond and Xingyao. Later, after being played by a baby, it became bronze and never had silver."

Han Luoqi's complexion changed, it won't be so miserable!

With a fluke, he said, "It's probably their poor level."

Xia Shi looked at him with a look that you were still too young and naive in Sao Nian, "All the numbers played by babies have turned into stubborn bronzes. No one is spared, and no one will ever be able to hit silver again."

"You too?" Han Luoqi asked back.

"I'm not."

When Xia Shi finished speaking, Han Luoqi was relieved, at least one exception was not a curse.

"Because I don't play games."

Xia Shi faintly dropped a word and turned around to help Xia Weibao pick the dress.

Han Luoqi was left holding the sealed bronze horn and wept in the wind.

No, his Xingyao will not leave him far away, and it will definitely come back to find him.

Xia Weibao played two games, all of which ended in loss.

She found that no one could win unless Lu Hualiang carried it. It was really evil.

So I stopped playing, and waited home to find my husband to play with.

She leaned over to Xia Shi and glanced at the pictures, "Sister Xia Shi, what is this?"

"I'm helping you choose the evening dress for the Kim Young Film Festival. This time you represent a grand plan, so you must be careful."

Although Xia Weibao is whitewashed now, her position has not yet risen to the top, so the number of sponsors for throwing olive branches is limited, and there is really no outstanding dress.

In Hongtu's current situation, funding is not limited.

Xia Weibao glanced, but didn't like it at all, "I will prepare the evening dress myself."

Not as pretty as her cloakroom.

Xia Shi thought of her identity, there should be many evening dresses, so she nodded, "All right."

In the evening, Xia Weibao took a shower and plunged into the cloakroom, turning over the rows of evening gowns.

In the past, she was very casual about dressing, she just picked something leisurely and easy to wear for fights. Now she looked through it again, and she was almost not scared to death!

Even a set of ordinary sportswear are all limited editions of major fashion weeks in the world!

The wardrobe on the inner wall is all personally customized, specially tailored for her.

How much does it cost?

And the clothes here are all quarterly, and change a batch every quarter!

And those shoes, bags and jewelry, all of which are matched with clothes!

More extravagant than before in the palace.

"Wife, what are you looking for?"

Lu Hualiang was speechless when she saw her turning around in the cloakroom and turning around.

Isn't it tiring to run around at night? It's better to accompany him to do something meaningful if you are so bored.

"I'm looking for an evening dress. There will be Kim Young's party in a few days. Of course I have to dress up."

"My wife is so beautiful, she can kill her by wearing a rag."