Quick Wear Host, She is Beautiful and Sweet

Two hundred and ninety-five chapters, son, he can't survive 21 (6)

Remember in a second【】

Chu Wu lived in the Hou Mansion.

She also brought her own baggage, but even if it was the best clothes her mother had prepared for her, it couldn't even be worn by the servants here.

And for the face of the Hou Mansion, someone came to cut clothes for Chu Wu that afternoon.

After traveling through so many worlds, Chu Wu was spoiled and spoiled, so it is no problem to face these things.

Someone came to measure her size. After thinking about it, she still spoke humanely to the side.

"Go, invite my husband here."

"The eldest son is studying now, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

It seems that Rong Heng is also an uncompromising master in this courtyard.

But how can Chu Wu be so easily comforted?

Chu Zuojing Wu got up directly, "Forget it, I'll go find him myself."

Afraid that the other party would refuse because of physical discomfort, Chu Wu called to the people behind, "Come here, bring all these things, let's change places."

-

Rong Heng is practicing calligraphy.

Just as he was writing the word "quiet", he saw his personal attendant walking over with a copper coin, with a rather indescribable expression on his face.

Before he could ask anything, Chu Wu opened the door first.

Before seeing the person, hear the voice first.

"Husband, Madam asked someone to make clothes for me. Oh, I'm confused by so many materials. Which one do you choose that looks good?"

Rong Heng glanced at the copper coin before looking at Chu Wu.

Fifteen-year-old girls are at the right time to be pretty.

Now she was pulling a piece of goose-yellow fabric, and looked at herself with a smile, the lightness in her expression was about to fly out like a bird.

The girl's eyes are bright and lively, capable of disturbing a pool of spring water.

For a moment, Rong Heng had another illusion.

It seems that what makes the other party happy is not the brightly colored fabric,

It was his own existence... that pleased him.

How is this possible?

"Husband, you have a lot of knowledge, why don't you...you come and see for me?" Chu Wu pulled another blue horse, and took turns gesturing on her body.

This sound also brought Rong Heng's thoughts back.

He put down the pen unhurriedly, but after being interrupted by Chu Wu, a bit of ink fell on the rice paper, ruining the nearly completed handwriting.

Rong Heng's gaze gradually gained substance, from the girl's face to the two pieces of cloth, sweeping away.

"They all look good."

Very straight masculine perfunctory.

Sure enough, Chu Wu also showed a dissatisfied expression, she put away the bright smile in her eyes, looked at Rong Heng quietly and said.

"Husband, have you heard a word?"

"what?"

"A man who has no patience to go shopping with a woman is destined to be unlikable."

Rong Heng: "..."

The rest: "..."

listen! What are these words! !

Their son doesn't need to have a good personality at all, he just needs to show his face, his demeanor, his appearance... he can arouse the enthusiasm of girls all over Beijing.

In this way, it is definitely not secretly implying that the young master has a bad personality! Absolutely not! !

Rong Heng wanted to say that he didn't need to be likable, but when he saw Chu Wu's beautiful eyes, somehow overlapped with his mother's appearance when he begged him to live, he swallowed the words again.

"I'm not playing tricks on you."...

"Um?"

Rong Heng said, "I mean, these two pieces of material look better compared to the one you are wearing."

"..."

Are you really mocking me secretly?

Xu had guessed what Chu Wu was thinking, and Rong Heng added, "If you like it, you can buy both, the Hou Fu is not short of this money."

This meeting finally spoke something human.

"My husband is really rich." Chu Wu sighed.

"It's okay." Rong Heng said, "Mother is rich."

"..."

So don't talk about things like eating soft rice, it will destroy your personality!

Naturally, Chu Wu's road to becoming a master would not end here, even though Rong Heng was already so considerate, she was still racking her brains to solve problems for him.

"But if you have to choose one of these two horses, which one is better looking?"

Rong Heng ignored her.

Since you have to buy it, it is meaningless to ask this kind of question.

"I'm going to wear it in a few days." Chu Wu put down the material, sat down in Rong Heng's room, put her hands on the table and held her face, and stared at the man with an orchid temperament.

The girl's voice is waxy and sweet, which is irresistible.

"I want to dress up as the most beautiful, and I will be the first to show my husband."

When we first met, you stood in front of me wearing the clothes you are wearing now. I have seen you before, so there is no need to do it again.

Rong Heng wanted to say this, but when he met the girl's eyes that were as bright as pearls, he still swallowed his words. After all, these words were still somewhat hurtful to a little girl.

His eyes scanned the fabric again.

"That blue one..."

The little girl's eyes widened, as if she didn't believe he would choose this way at all.

"It's not suitable for you." Rong Heng added the second half of the sentence.

Chu Wu's heart that was raised high finally had its direction, and she was clearly here to tease this sick man, but for some reason, he didn't let him go in the end?

[Host, remember, one

^0^ Remember in a second【】

The mountain is taller than a mountain. ] The system sighed beside him.

Chu Wu grabbed it under the table and rubbed it hard: "This mountain of mine, if you want to crush you, it's okay."

【…】

He is the one who lives at the bottom of society.

Humble system, online job hunting.

-

Rong Heng approached a little closer and asked the people below to unfold the fabrics one by one.

Chu Wu was wrestling with the system, and happened to miss it. When Rong Heng walked down, the corners of her light-colored lips curled up in an instant.

The man picks and chooses, and finally points to a batch of fabrics made of water-red Shu embroidery and cloud brocade.

"this."

Rong Heng's hands were very white, that kind of bloodless, almost transparent paleness.

Just at the position where he was standing, another beam of light came in, shining clearly on it, and one could see the dark blue blood under his snow-white complexion.

A little more obvious than ordinary people.

But when it fell on him, it wasn't ugly, on the contrary, it felt a different kind of weakness, and I wanted to take good care of this person, willing to give all my property to make him smile.

"Do you like it?" Rong Heng asked again.

The curled long eyelashes were also covered with a layer of gold, he stood and she sat, just in a horizontal direction, Rong Heng had to look at her sideways.

This posture has a kind of arrogance of a nobleman, and at the same time, it lengthens his beautiful eyes by two points, adding three points of charm to the clean and handsome youth.

In an instant, Chu Wu became the foolish king who smiled at the beauty, and her head flew up.

Like it, don't like it too much!

Sure enough, the beauty smiled: "Then just keep this horse."

Seeing that the businessman was packing up and wanted to take away all the remaining fabrics, Chu Wu stopped, "Wait a minute, what about the rest?"

Isn't she able to choose more? Didn't you say that both blue and yellow horses are kept?

Rong Heng's fingertips were still stroking the batch of water-red Shu embroidered brocade, the vivid red made his complexion whiter, when he heard the sound, he raised his head and looked at Chu Wu.

"Aren't you looking for the most beautiful one?" He said, "Then I chose this one for you, isn't it good?"

"……it is good."

Rong Heng smiled lightly, "The best is here, what do you need those vulgar fans for?"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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