Chapter 611： Mrs. Gu, believe it or not, let me go out?

This apartment is very refined, simple and modern.

Warm and comfortable.

About ten minutes, Huang Ling came out of the bedroom.

Song Wu worry has been sitting in the living room, very rudely drinking boiled water.

"I am not dreaming?" Huang Ling looked at Song Wu worry, some forced.

"You are already awake." Song Wuxi put down the cup and looked at Huang Ling.

Telling the truth, Huang Ling clothes match, really not very good.

The dress that is now worn on her, the upper body is a red-colored shirt, and the lower body is a blue skirt.

"Who gave you the clothes you bought?" Song asked without worry.

She did not believe that she had bought her in the city of A for ten days.

Gu Yu’s eyes will not be so tasteless.

"I bought it." Yesterday moved from Gu Yu Manor to here, she wanted to familiarize herself with the environment near the neighborhood and then went to a nearby mall to buy it.

"Huang Ling, your suit is suitable for aunts to wear."

"Auntie?"

"Your mother, Liu Fengfeng."

"She... isn't it almost fifty?" She didn't look so much?

"This dress is the age of Auntie. My God." Song Wu worry, "I am free today, accompany you to buy clothes."

Huang Ling looked down at herself. "I feel very good."

"Believe me, this kind of clothes is really not for you. You are only in your twenties, you should wear this age, or show young clothes, not wearing old clothes."

"Oh, are you coming today to buy clothes with me? No, how do you know that I bought this dress yesterday?"

"I came to accompany you to pick up the aunt, and then I want to go shopping." Song Wushou got up and walked directly to Huang Ling's bedroom: "I will help you pick up beautiful clothes."

Huang Ling followed up: "I just think that you are wearing a temperament and stand out from the crowd. I want to be like you."

"Stupid gimmicks, eye-catching, not necessarily wearing a big suit."

Huang Lingxiao smiled: "Really, I am paired with clothes, really don't drop."

Song Wushou and sincerely nodded: "I know that the effect of the match is simply terrible."

“Is there such an exaggeration?”

"I am telling the truth, you dress up..." Song Wuzhan stood in front of the closet, looked back and looked at Huang Ling, "like an old aunt."

"What kind of ghost is the old aunt?"

"Old first daughter."

"Mrs. Gu, believe it or not, I will blow you out?"

Song Worry took out a white dress with a one-shoulder shoulder from the closet. "This one."

"Good." Huang Ling smiled, took the skirt and entered the dressing room.

In less than five minutes, Huang Ling came out of the dressing room.

Huang Ling's skin is very white, wearing a white dress, more white.

One shoulder, waist, knees, very attractive.

The short hair was neatly combed by her. This dress was pure and youthful.

Song Wuxi looked at her with great satisfaction. "How good the body is, not wearing beautiful clothes, is a waste."

"Is it really beautiful?" Huang Ling just looked in the mirror and felt good. She looked at Song Wuxi with a smile.

"Good-looking, you believe in my vision."

"Also, before you entered the Song family, you were the design director of Gu, now the president of Song, and also painted the design for Gu, can I not believe your vision?"

"Let's dress like this in the future."

"Well, this is not like an old woman."

"We went to pick up the aunt and drink morning tea, and then go shopping." Song Wu worry said.