Chapter 388

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After washing, Qiao Mianmian changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Ryan met her and said respectfully, "good morning, young lady."

Joe Mianmian smiles at him: "good morning, detonator."

"The young master has been waiting for you in the dining room." Ryan said.

Joe nodded and went to the dining room.

To the dining room, she was surprised to see moyesi also changed his clothes and sat at the table.

He was drinking a cup of coffee.

His fingers are slender and good-looking, holding the coffee cup is like a work of art.

Wait, that doesn't seem to be the point.

The point is that she saw moyesi wearing a dark purple shirt!

He usually wears black and white, white appears to be cold, black appears to be abstinent mature, Joe Mianmian never thought about what he would look like wearing other colors.

His skin is white, or that kind of vampire type of cold white, facial features and very deep, at first glance, really a bit of vampire earl's visual sense.

Such skin color and appearance value, coupled with his supermodel figure, naturally any kind of clothes can be controlled.

Joe Mianmian saw moyesi wearing a purple shirt for the first time.

It's more beautiful than she thought.

It's totally different from his usual feeling.

His whole temperament became evil.

Joe Mianmian opened his eyes and stood at the door of the dining room, staring at him for a few seconds.

"What are you doing standing there? Come and eat."

It was not until Mo Yesi called her that she recovered.

She blinked to make sure she was wrong.

After confirming that moyesi was wearing a dark purple shirt, she slowly walked towards him.

She sat down beside him.

Moyesi handed her the freshly warmed milk.

Qiao Mianmian took it over and drank a few mouthfuls of milk with a cup in his hand. His eyes fell on him again and looked at him curiously.

Mo Ye Si turns his head and reaches out his hand to pinch her face: "what are you looking at?"

Joe Mianmian stares at the high-grade shirt of some luxury brand on his body, and can't help asking: "did you change your style today?"

"Well?" Mo night division picked next eyebrow.

"It's the first time I've seen you wear a shirt of this color." Joe Mianmian stares at him for a few seconds, his face is a little hot, "I thought, your wardrobe is white except for black clothes, there is no other color."

Always feel today's ink night division looks good evil, good hook people, she is a little afraid to look at him.

Mo Yesi: "I'm not sure."

Before, it was.

Most of his wardrobe is these two colors, rarely through other colors of clothes.

These are the things he asked Ryan to buy at the mall yesterday.

Ryan is very efficient. Yesterday, he bought a cabinet of clothes of various colors and hung them in his wardrobe.

This shirt on him was bought by Ryan.

Mo Ye Si was silent for a moment and asked, "what do you think?"

"Ah?"

"Cough." He coughed softly. "Isn't that right for me?"

"No!" Joe Mianmian immediately said, "it's very nice."

The man Leng next, labial horn rises, in the eye has joyful smile to reveal: "really good-looking?"

"Well, really!" Joe Mianmian put up three fingers, said he absolutely did not lie, "super good-looking, very suitable for you. In fact, I always think that you can try more clothes of other styles. Of course, I don't mean you don't look good in white and black, or... "