80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wu Yue was so frozen that she couldn't speak, her face was pale and her lips were purple, because she was only wearing light makeup, and her pregnancy caused her skin to be very poor. After being frozen for so long, she looked like a ghost. ＊WwW.suimeng.lā

"It's useless for Miss Zhao to like it. This skirt is the only one in the world, and there will be no second one. Miss Zhao can only make other styles."

Although Wu Yue was terribly cold, she refused to give up the chance to hit Zhao Mei, and laughed out loud with a bright face.

She was smiling, not angry at all, but she was just being ridiculed. She wore a mink coat, a leather hat, and was fully armed, so she was not afraid of a 19th-level north wind.

The longer Wu Yue was frozen, the happier she was.

"It turned out to be a private order. It must have been a lot of money. Young Master Ce is so kind to you, I'm jealous!" Meimei looked at Wu Yue's dress with envy, and reached out to touch it.

She noticed that Wu Yue's shawl was not particularly tightly covered, revealing a gleaming white shoulder and neck, which was clean, and there was no phoenix tattoo that Zhou Zihua said.

Immediately, I understood why Ning Chenxuan suddenly held a birthday banquet.

Then she can help!

Meimei was going to touch the hand of the dress, but suddenly moved up and came to the shawl. Wu Yue avoided it and was touched by Meimei.

"Is this shawl made of Russian mink? It looks similar to the coat on me, but mine is softer to the touch. I think our domestic products are better. Ouyang Shanshan, you like to use foreign products. But it's not good at all, your current status is different from before, you have to pay attention..."

Meimei was just like a woman with a broken mouth, she rambled on and on. In the final analysis, it was a mockery of Wu Yue's admiration for foreigners and foreign servants.

Wu Yue was angry, but she was not afraid of the cold.

"Miss Zhao's management is too broad. Do you dare to pat your chest and say that you have never used imported things?"

Meimei tilted her head, pretending to think about it seriously, and smiled embarrassedly, "Oh, I really don't dare to say that I haven't used it, I even ate imported malted milk extract when I was a child, it tastes really good, Ouyang Shanshan, you Have you eaten?"

Wu Yue's chest is blocked again, why hasn't she eaten?

In the past, the wheat milk essence that He Biyun bought for her was imported, but Zhao Mei, a slut, always stole her wheat milk essence. Later, when He Biyun lost his economic power, he replaced it with domestically produced ones, and was kicked out. After leaving the martial arts family, she couldn't even afford to eat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wu Yue's heart was full of sourness. After experiencing all kinds of difficulties, she finally realized that He Biyun was the only person in this world who was right with her heart and soul. She is a nice person.

But died.

It was killed by Zhao Mei bitch!

Wu Yue's eyes became gloomy and cold. When she strengthens her strength, she will definitely make Zhao Mei **** unable to survive or die, she will definitely!

"It's just wheat milk essence, who hasn't eaten it." Wu Yue said coldly.

Meimei giggled, her eyes glanced at Wu Yue's neck, as if she had discovered a new continent, she raised her voice, "Ouyang Shanshan, so you don't have tattoos on your body, don't you mean you have a phoenix tattooed on your body?"

The other guests who pretended not to care but listened to the lively with pointed ears, all were shocked and stood in the same place decisively, pretending to greet each other.

Heliance's complexion changed slightly, and he didn't like the tone of his eyebrows, but this was also in his favor. After welcoming so many guests, no one mentioned it. Now it's just right.