Chapter 570

Here, in LonA flagship store, Yuan Xingye drags ye Wenning to the designer. He frowns tightly, and his whole body exudes a terrible anger.

Because he was angry, his strength on his hand was a little heavy. The place where he clasped ye Wenning's wrist made a red mark on her white and tender skin, but ye Wenning didn't feel any pain.

See ye Wenning at the moment, long gone before that aggressive appearance, with Yuan Xingye's side is like a clever obedient little daughter-in-law general, cheek still floating two Tuo red, looking at Yuan Xingye's small eyes, is brewing slowly friendship.

"Mr. Yuan, do you want to buy a dress for this lady?"

The waiter came forward to see yuan Xingye and ye Wenning. The posture of these two people was a little strange, but look at the look on the young lady's face. If she guessed correctly, they were just the little lovers who had just quarreled, right?

Aware of the waiter's eyes, Yuan Xingye immediately released ye Wenning's hand and nodded to the waiter.

"Yes."

Ye Wenning is not happy, while yuan Xingye has not put his hand back, quickly forward a stretch, take the opportunity to grasp with his fingers.

Yuan Xingye a Leng, subconsciously fast stop, want to break free, but ye Wenning where willing, let him how to drag, is not willing to let go.

Yuan Xingye is a little fidgety, sighs, and fiercely returns. Who knows, ye Wenning is driven by his strength towards him. He loses his center of gravity and pours straight at him.

Yuan Xingye instinctively opens his arm, takes a step back with one leg, supports his body, and then catches ye Wenning who is running straight towards him.

It happened so suddenly that ye Wenning didn't expect it. When she reacted, she was already full of Yuan Xingye's arms. Looking up is yuan Xingye's side face with perfect jaw line, his thin lips and straight nose bridge, which are just above his face. As long as she looks up a little, she can touch his lip petals, but his warm nose Breathing, but also not a spray on her cheek.

Ye Wenning felt that he was dreaming. His heart beat wildly, and his face turned red uncontrollably.

At this moment, our ice snow smart Miss Ye's head is blank, and she can't think about the problem. Until yuan Xingye helps her to stand firmly on the floor, she still feels pink bubbles in front of her eyes

When the waiter saw the scene, he quickly stepped back to leave enough space for two people.

Ye Wenning is wearing a red face, but his eyes are staring at Yuan Xingye.

Yuan Xingye didn't feel anything at all. He was staring at by such a bunch of burning eyes. Slowly, he also felt uncomfortable.

With a frown, he quickly distanced himself from ye Wenning, retreated to the sofa next to the fitting mirror, sat down, and then opened his mouth to Zheng Zheng, trying to reduce his sense of existence, waiting for the two guests to finish their warm silence.

"Choose a dress for Miss Ye. It's suitable for the party."

The waiter answered a, this just stepped forward, toward ye Wenning there to take a few steps.

"Miss ye, please follow me."

Ye Wenning is just like a dream now, sweet at the bottom of his heart. The anger that originally haunted his whole body has disappeared now, and people become very talkative.

Hearing the waiter call herself, she nodded, eyes reluctantly moved away from Yuan Xingye, followed the waiter to choose the dress.

It's time to stop.

Yuan Xingye sighed and casually picked up the newspaper on the tea table beside the sofa and looked at it casually.

After a while, ye Wenning's voice rang again from his ear.

"Brother Xingye, what do you think of this body?"

Yuan Xingye looked up and saw ye Wenning standing in front of him with an excited face after changing the dress.

Her eyes are wide open, her eyes are shining brilliantly. She is full of expectation, and seems to be waiting for her praise.

The water red irregular skirt sets off ye Wenning's slender figure, and her complexion is also very good. The most important thing is that the ingenious design of the dress, combined with today's ye Wenning's makeup, has brought her youthful and lively advantages to the extreme.

Beauty, indeed, is beautiful.

But ye Wenning didn't wait for his dear brother Xingye's praise.

On the contrary, song Mingyuan, who just came in from the door, was shocked when he saw ye Wenning dressed like this.

"Yes, this dress is good-looking. It's the only one. It can make our Miss Ye surprise the audience!"

Song Mingyuan said as he walked this way.

Ye Wenning is confident about her appearance. She just confirmed in the mirror that the dress is good-looking. She came to show it to brother Xingye. Of course, she knows that the dress can surprise the audience, but who wants to listen to song Mingyuan's praise! What she wants to hear is that brother Xingye says that she is good-looking.Miss Ye frowned and was not happy. She looked up at Song Mingyuan and said, "Why are you still there?"

This sentence, with a full of complaints, said Song Mingyuan is extremely embarrassed.

"Er, why am I still there..."

He touched his nose and subconsciously looked at Yuan Xingye.

Yuan Xingye sat on the sofa with his back to him, and saw that he was about to get up, but he was pulled up by Ye Wenning.

"Brother Xingye, please help me to have a look. Is this skirt good-looking or the blue one good-looking?"

Well, I really deserve to be disliked by Miss Ye. He's so fond of me. He's just a light bulb!

I haven't learned enough from what happened just now, have I?

Song Mingyuan really wants to smoke his mouth. He shouldn't have come in. How nice it was to have just left!

It's not too late to leave now. Yuan Xingye is not good at being entangled by Ye Wenning. After he lost his temper, Yuan Xingye probably feels a little guilty and tolerates ye Wenning a little bit more. Now he has been dragged to the dress exhibition hall by Ye Wenning.

If you don't go now, when will you stay?

Song Mingyuan quickly turns around and walks quietly to the door while no one is paying attention.

Walk away a few steps, suddenly think of something, at the door waiting for the waiter waved, and then from the pocket out of the car keys handed in the past.

"Well, I'll give it to Mr. Yuan later. He said that I'm in a hurry. I'll leave first. The meeting in the afternoon may not be able to catch up. I'll go tomorrow morning and tell him that this afternoon, even if I give him a holiday, he can take Miss Ye to go shopping, eat Western food, watch movies and so on. He doesn't have to rush back to work."

The waiter didn't doubt him. As a result, song Mingyuan gave him the car key and nodded respectfully.

"Yes, Mr. Song. I'll help you get the message. Take your time."

Song Mingyuan waved his hand and left LonA's shop.

Walking on the pedestrian street, song Mingyuan was filled with emotion.

Miss ye, song can only help you here. I hope you can look at Song's assists, read song's good words, and help to say some good words in front of Mr. Ye.

Thinking about this, song Mingyuan could not help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Then I took a deep breath and felt that the air was full of freedom.