Warm tea and wine

up.Wen Xi rarely allows him to eat this kind of junk food, today is an exception!He rolled on Wen Xi's body and turned into a human form. He leaned his head on Wen Meiren's lap docilely, with his small mouth pouted slightly, as if he was ready to be picked.

Tear open the bag, pick up shrimp sticks and put them into the porridge's small mouth, Wen Xi suddenly felt that raising children is also fun——

It's a very eye-catching scene for two beauties to lean on each other, but it's in my own mother's eyes, Young Master Gu doesn't think so.

Gu Jiuran squeezed over involuntarily, sat down on the coffee table, and covered the awkward wedding invitation.

"Axi, I want it too." Gu Jiuran pouted.

"What do you want?" Wen Xi didn't raise his head.

"I want to eat your mi? Mi—"

Shi Potian's shocking and indiscriminate words finally made Wen Meiren look up.

I saw Wenxi sized Gu Jiuran around playfully: "Eat my mi? Mi? Howoldyou? Kid Gu Jiuran? Are you still weaned?"

"Gu Jiuran, you are so courageous——"

Gu Jiuran petrochemical all kinds of uneasy, this mi? Mi not that mi? Mi ah!I am wronged!

He quickly defended: "Axi, you know I didn't mean that, I didn't want to eat yours—"

"If you put it this way—it seems that you still dislike me. Do you like ABCDEFG cups?"

"It's nothing—" Gu Zhonggou cried with a face eager to prove his innocence.

Wen Xi narrowed her eyes: "Gu Jiuran."

"Yes." Gu Zhonggou, who was conditioned to report, cried silently.

"Good." Wen Xi patted his head.

"On the wedding day, I have to go, so I will pretend to be your female companion." Wen Meiren smiled, her voice bewitching: "Do you want to see it?"

Gu Jiuran was dumbfounded, how should I answer this?Of course, I really want to see it.

"However, I have made such a big sacrifice, what should you not express?" Wen Meiren taught.

Gu Jiuran sighed: "Tell me, Ah Xi, what do you want to do?"

"I want to be on top!" Wen Meiren said leisurely.

"Axi..." Gu Jiuran complained.

At this time, Congee sat up and shouted excitedly: "That's right! I want to counterattack too! It's not easy to suffer if I don't counterattack!"

Gan Quan silently walked over to take away Congee Congee, Congee Congee closed his mouth in horror, and looked at Gan Quan with blinking eyes.

Gan Quan said with a nonchalant smile: "Do you know, there used to be a vixen, his name was Pikachu. Pikachu had a younger brother.

Brother, his name is Itching. "

Congee Congee hugged Gan Quan immediately, and began to cry: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Wen Xi watched the movement over there, then turned her head to look at Gu Jiuran, and said thoughtfully, "Isn't it easy to suffer if you don't want to counterattack——Congee Congee is quite philosophical."

"Actually—I'm more philosophical than him—at least I've studied Marxism-Leninism-Mao systematically—" Gu Jiuran said seriously.

"That's right, I want to eat your rice? Meow—look how philosophical it is, Mencius said: I am full of warmth and thinking □." Wen Xi chuckled.

"...Dear Axi, don't do this."

"What's wrong with me?" Wen Xi tilted his head, "As long as I want, I can throw you into the space and let the seven-star vine tie you up. Attack as you like?"

Gu Jiuran made up his mind, and felt terrified for a while.

"It's a pity I love you."

"Forget it, who told me to love you." Wen Xi stood up, rubbed his small face against Gu Jiuran's for a while, and said sullenly, "If I love you, I will attack you."

Gu Jiuran couldn't find anything to say for a while, so he rubbed Wen Xi's face and hugged him instead.

"It's cheap for you, I hate manual labor, so just accept it." Wen Xi smiled playfully and gave him a kiss.

"Shall I make you up that day?" Gu Jiuran patted Wen Xi's head.

"You were attacked by me again, why should I pretend to be a woman?" Wen Meiren was dissatisfied.

"You want me to hold another woman's hand?"

Wen Xi glared at Gu Zhonggou.

This time, Gu Jiuran won a complete victory!

The author has something to say: I really feel that this name is not well obtained... I can’t hold it even though it’s Mr. JJ twitching over and over again, it’s crazy

79

79. Beauty with red makeup...

No matter how everyone is, this cheating wedding has arrived as scheduled.

This also means that Wenxi beauty is going to go into battle with red makeup.

Wen Xi put down the eyebrow pencil, pursed the light lipstick on his lips, straightened the high bun on his head, and looked at the mirror expressionlessly:

"very funny?"

As soon as Queen Wen spoke, Congee, who was struggling to hold back the laughter behind her, immediately closed her smiling mouth, covered Gan Xiaomeng's open mouth with one hand, and said embarrassingly: "Master, I have been playing cosplay recently—— "

"Huh?" Queen Wen stood up, turned around to look at Congee Congee, and was raised sharply by the eyebrows painted softly, with a half-smile: "Congee Congee, why didn't I know you like to play cosplay? Are you a cosplayer Su Daji or ?”

Congee Congee's voice trembled, his eyes dodged: "...Maitreya Buddha." After speaking, he smiled very cooperatively, as if asking him if this master looks like him.

Are you looking for any excuses, is it so funny to dress yourself as a woman?Wen Xi wept silently, and secretly put the account on Gu Jiuran's head.

As for Maitreya Buddha——

The corner of Wen Xi's mouth twitched and glanced at Xia Porridge's flat belly—— Maitreya Buddha, thanks to what he said, he came out.

Wen Xi tugged on the fiery red short cheongsam with a high collar and sighed.

Cheongsam must be matched with high heels——

Wen Xi took a pair of blood-red high heels and threw them on the carpet.

The high-heeled shoes dotted with red crystals rolled round on the carpet a few rounds, and lay down on the imperial concubine's couch, making two "dong dong" sounds.

Gan Xiaomeng heard the sound, her little ears moved, her squinted eyes opened suddenly, Xiaomeng jumped out of Congee's arms, her short legs moved swiftly, and leapt to the imperial concubine's couch Picking up her shoes and shaking her little tail, she ran up to Wen Xi in a hurry, and looked up at Wen Xi flatteringly.

Congee gritted his teeth, little brat, dare to compete with me for favor!You didn't know I was playing in the crack of the drawer when I was in front of the master!

Wenxi Fu forehead, this is almost exactly the same as the previous porridge, is there any reason!

After taking the shoes, Wen Xi rubbed Gan Xiaomeng's head habitually, and squatted down to kiss her——

Congee porridge burst into tears, the master really doesn't love herself anymore!

Gan Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes happily, and suddenly felt a chill down her back——

Porridge walked over resentfully, picked up Gan Xiaomeng, and walked out without any explanation.

"Master, you change your shoes, I'll take him to avoid it."

Wen Xi Fu forehead, I am changing shoes, not pants, what's wrong?

Looking down at the strappy stiletto heels in her hands, Wen Xi silently lowered her head, raised her legs, and stretched her feet——

At this time, Gan Quan walked in, holding a small bag in his hand, he took a deep look at Wenxi, put down the bag, turned and left.

Wen Xi withdrew her feet, hesitated for a moment, and went to open the bag cheaply.

Inside the bag is an exquisite three-tiered cosmetic case.

Wen Xi opened the box, and the first layer was headgear, pigeon blood red hairpins, and tourmaline hairpins, all of which filled the first layer in disorder.

Wen Xi twisted a hollowed-out plum blossom hosta inlaid with pigeon blood red, and put it in her temples.

The second layer is a pair of imperial concubine bracelets with gold silk and red emeralds, and a pair of clip-on earrings of the same material are placed in the middle of the bracelets.

Wen Xi ground her teeth, stared at the pair of earrings for a long time, snorted softly, and put on the earrings reluctantly.

The golden house hatred in Wenxi's hand and the necklace around his neck could not be removed, so Wenxi had no choice but to give up the bracelet, and with a touch of his hand, the necklace on his neck was transformed into the same color, and the third layer was pulled away cheaply.

Wenxi is weathered.

what is this?

Wen Xi frantically picked up the pair of prosthetic breasts in the box, swallowed, and continued to take out a pair of black stockings in a thrilling manner.

Mouth!I'm such a bitch—why do I have to dress up as a woman!Wen Xi wanted to cry but continued to take out a black scented bead bra, dragging it and just wanted to cry——

It's rare for Wen Meiren to not be so calm, but her face is so ferociously distorted - this incident will naturally continue to be remembered by Gu Jiuran.

Black silk is black silk!

Wen Xi tore open the bulging packaging bag, and a round bottle rolled down with a gurgle.

Wen Xi squinted, her curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a faint fragrance floated.

"Chanel British style nail polish red series?"

Wen Xi's face darkened successfully, and he clenched the vial tightly.

At this time, Gan Quan walked in, silently handed Wenxi the second bag, and said quickly: "This is from Mr. Gu." Then, he left in a hurry.

Oops, Mr. Wenxi seems to be very angry right now - hurry up and dodge.

Wen Xi stared at the second bag, opened it and saw that it was perfume.

Fortunately, it is a neutral perfume.

CK's desire? Perfume.

Wen Xi told herself to be dedicated and not show any flaws, how can there be a woman who does not wear perfume to attend a banquet——

Wen Xi gently turned the nozzle, and a faint fragrance overflowed.

He closed his eyes, squinted his eyes in aftertaste, opened them after a while, picked up the perfume and wiped it on his pulse skillfully, the cool touch and the faint fragrance brought him a moment of trance.

I used to spray perfume for my mother.There are always rows of small bottles in front of my mother's small retro dressing table.

Maybe lace, gold trim, crystal.

Or square, round, polyhedral.

Probably red, green, colorless.

But all stretch out with citrus, jasmine, or cedar-like top notes.

various bottles,