One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Yao's mother is Lin Meiqing's direct line. When Lin Meiqing asked, she immediately replied, "Yes, yes, the people below are urging the ladies to get ready to play! The opening music will be played soon! No more Waiting for the stairs, I'm afraid it will be too late, madam!"

Lin Meiqing looked at Nalan Xin'er with regret and "care": "Xin'er, it seems that only your sister can help you. She will come out first and give you some time to change your clothes, otherwise you wear This is a joke!"

Lin Meiqing is also considered a talent, and it is absolutely invincible to say that robbing others of the opportunity to play is a help.

Nalan Xiner's eyes flickered slightly, and she said calmly, "Well, whatever."

She said casually, but Lan Zhirou couldn't ask for it.

Unable to control the inner surprise, Lan Zhirou rushed to the top of the stairs with enough effort, but forgot that she was wearing high heels with injuries.

As a result, the blisters on the feet were rubbed so sharply, under the severe pain, they snapped and slipped to the ground!

Lin Meiqing rushed in distressedly: "Baby are you okay? Babe, have you broken any bones? Can you still move, babe?" The sound of anxious concern came from the heart.

Lan Zhirou was sweating with pain, teardrops also rolled out, but she held on: "It's okay, Mommy, I will walk with the railing!"

Glancing sideways at the mother and daughter, Nalan Xiner said to her heart that the scum is really hard!

With a disdainful sneer, she stepped towards the dressing room.

Close the door and prepare to change into my mother's old evening dress. It was an off-white mopping dress. Although the style was old, it was elegant and generous. Fortunately, she had already prepared, knowing that her stepmother would do something on the dress, and she had no intention of actually wearing the shabby green leafy dress given by her stepmother.

He was unbuttoning the button, but he heard a knock on the door.

Frowning, she did not open the door: "Who? What's the matter?"

A respectful voice sounded outside the door: "Miss, your customized evening dress, we have sent it to you on a special trip, and we are here to help you change your clothes!"

Custom evening dress?

When did she customize the evening dress, why doesn't she remember?

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In the banquet hall, guests are like clouds at this moment.

Miss Nalan’s coming-of-age ceremony is definitely a hot topic in the upper-class circles of the imperial capital.

The Nalan family's power is all over Eurasia, the old house is located in France, and the imperial business is only a small part of it. Although because this generation is not prosperous, the business has declined slightly, and Lan Zijun, who is in charge of the business of the Imperial Capital, is purely a flower ~ son. He has no business acumen and is not very competitive in his career. Home still occupies an important place in the social circle.

As one of the oldest aristocratic families in the empire, the Nalan family followed the orthodox aristocratic tradition. The daughter lived in a low-key life before she was an adult. It was not until the coming-of-age ceremony was held that she officially appeared and entered the social circle.

Therefore, these high-class invited guests all wanted to see how the daughter of the Nalan family who never showed her face looks like a beautiful country!

"I'm coming!"

As the opening music sounded, whispers burst out from the crowd.

A big red fluffy princess dress, small curly hair with slightly exaggerated heavy make-up, wearing a golden crown, ruby ​​necklace, white lace long gloves, holding the spiral staircase, at a very slow speed, one step and one step go down.

Every step I took, it seemed as if the wind couldn't help but breathe slightly.

——【Final Small Theater No. 23】——

Uncle Dongfang: Change the author! Let the scumbag play earlier than my wife for Mao!

Missy: Calm, her name is early death and early rebirth, sister this is the finale. understand?

Uncle Dongfang: But I want to eat meat earlier!

Miss: ... (Can our topic not span that big?)

Uncle Dongfang: Lord, see the fairy messages to support him, don't pretend to be a fool!