Zhang Yijun's pretty face turned slightly red, and Ye Wuque looked surprised and felt a little embarrassed. She pretended to be calm: "What are you looking at? Do you think it's unnecessary? Is it too exaggerated to me?

Tell you that it is necessary and necessary, which is very important to me. I have been waiting for this day for a long time. What is the point of spending a little money? Just change my clothes honestly. Where is so much nonsense?"

Ye Wuque blinked his eyes: "Uh, Sister Yijun, I haven't said anything yet? You just talked to me first. I'm really wronged me."

"...I saw what you wanted to say in your eyes. Don't talk nonsense. Come with me quickly. It's really unpleasant to be slap in a hurry. Wouldn't you just change your clothes? You're not going to do anything else, and you can't do a piece of meat."

Zhang Yijun became chattering endlessly, and Ye Wuque could only smile bitterly. He felt that Zhang Yijun was too nervous. Who made him care so much about this class reunion?

Shouldn't you be ex-boyfriend? Shouldn't you pull me there, just prove that I'm very happy? Does Happiness kill my ex-boyfriend in seconds? Alas, it's such a headache. I'm almost allergic to my ex-boyfriend.

Ye Wuque muttered in his heart.

Jiang Jingbai's ex-boyfriend Zhen Zhizhuo is a scumbag. Because of that scumbag, he encountered many things. And Zuo Mingfei's unrequited love is also a bit annoying to Ye Wuque in various ways.

Things like emotions are the most difficult to deal with and the most troublesome thing. Ye Wuque has not handled his own affairs easily yet, so why are he dealing with other people's problems one after another?

Moreover, he could see that no matter who the person Zhang Yijun cared about, she already had feelings for that person in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have to be so nervous.

Even if it is hatred or to maintain that arrogant self-esteem, it still has a close connection with that person.

If this is really an ex-boyfriend, Ye Wuque will not be able to do things, and he may end up with something that is not a human inside or outside. If he takes a light action, Zhang Yijun will not agree. If he takes a heavy action, Zhang Yijun may blame him.

Alas, it's so unlucky, I'm so lucky, why should I agree to such a thing? I'm so funny?

Ye Wuque followed Zhang Yijun weakly, forming a sharp contrast with Zhang Yijun's momentum.

For Zhang Yijun, tonight's class reunion is a battlefield, and she is a general with absolute confidence and even a victory. Although she is nervous, she seems to be in high spirits and full of momentum, and is always ready to fight.

Ye Wuque was more confused and sad. It was obviously not his battlefield, and he might become cannon fodder.

"Hurry up, go in and change clothes quickly. There are three suits inside. Just like that, just change that one. Of course, I will check it after changing it. If I don't like it, you have to pay it back."

Zhang Yijun pointed to the door of the room with a domineering finger, and a cunning smile was on the corner of her mouth - Little guy, do you think my favor is so good to owe my sister? Now it's time to repay your kindness.

"Ah? Then does it mean that what I like? Sister Yijun, you are violating human rights, can't you give me some basic rights?" Ye Wuque felt extremely upset. Since there is no human rights, don't say "I like that and change that" from the beginning, okay?

Zhang Yijun burst into laughter, stretched out her index finger with her right hand, poked Ye Wuque's chest, her eyes were as charming as silk, her eyes were circulating, and she gently bit her sexy red lips, her expression was seductive.

Ye Wuque felt as if an electric current was transmitted from Zhang Yijun's fingertips into his body, and he felt his whole body numb.

"Little guy, if you help me with my sister, there will be rewards. You can agree to whatever you want. But now don't negotiate with me. Change my clothes immediately. If you dare to say something, be careful that I will kick your ass."

Zhang Yijun said behind, deliberately snorting coldly.

Ye Wuque smiled bitterly, it seems that he has no choice, so he should not take this human rights, otherwise his butt will bloom.

It's really hateful. Why is my butt so hated? Jiang Jingyue wants to kick, and Zhang Yijun wants to kick too. Alas, I'm so upset.

Ye Wuque was almost pushed into the locker room by Zhang Yijun.

"Sister Yijun is not allowed to kiss her, so don't peek at her." Ye Wuque's insincere voice came.

"Get out! I'm going to see you."

Ye Wuque then looked at the locker room carefully. To be honest, Ye Wuque felt like he was entering a famous brand clothing store, because Zhang Yijun had too many clothes.

The dazzling array of clothes are divided into categories and arranged neatly. After a rough calculation, it looks like more than 200 sets.

Ye Wuque was stunned when he saw it. He didn’t know how to clean up so many clothes on weekdays. I guess he would be exhausted just by tidying up his clothes.

I really don’t understand the world of women.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the men's suits on the three models outside the transparent glass door.

These three sets are black, white and gray suits. Although Ye Wuque does not pay much attention to these clothes, it can be seen that these three sets of clothes are absolutely not cheap.

The three sets of clothes are all derived from the top Italian purely handmade suit custom-made brand carlbono.

This is an Italian high-end custom brand - carlbono is the top Italian custom-made brand of pure handmade suits. It uses world's top fabrics, individually shaped and cut, and is purely hand-sewn.

Integrate luxury into elegance, abandon frivolousness, advocate low-key luxury, not ostentatiousness, do not follow, advocate self-reliance, and pursue elegant life.

Ye Wuque shook his head helplessly. For a class reunion, just for the meaningless competition. Is this kind of cost worthwhile?

To be honest, he hasn't worn such luxury suits yet. It's not that he can't afford it, but he doesn't like to wear them. Besides, he rarely had the chance to wear them before, so he was too lazy to customize them.

Just so happens that this time I also wore a handsome and scumbag suit to conquer the hearts of countless girls and become the brightest star in the party.

Ye Wuque first changed into a black suit. The black looks grand, steady, elegant and solemn, just enough to cover up his childishness, which is what he is more satisfied with.

Ye Wuque changed into it and looked in the mirror. It really fits very well, as if it was tailored. It was indeed a customized suit, and it felt different when worn.

Well... it's not right for him. Sister Yijun has never asked me about my figure, how to customize it?

Forget it, what do you think so much?

Ye Wuque tidied up his clothes, and the style of an elite came out all of a sudden. Ye Wuque pretended to be serious and looked at himself in the mirror, looking like a domineering president, nodding with satisfaction.

He opened the door happily, and Zhang Yijun, who was leaning against the wall, immediately stood up, glanced at him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't laugh, don't laugh so heartlessly, destroying the aura and feeling."

Ye Wuque had no choice but to put away his smile, with a serious and stern face, looking forward to Zhang Yijun's judgment.
Chapter completed!