Ye Weilan immediately smiled, took his arm, and the couple walked to the next door: "Qi Ye, honestly, did you do it on purpose?"

Young Master Qi raised his eyebrows: "What did it intentionally?"

Ye Weilan touched her face and pouted: "This, you must have other more beautiful ones, but you just wore the ugliest one for me..."

Qi Ye touched her hair, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "It's better to be ugly, no one will snatch me if it's ugly."

"I'm not ugly, no one will snatch you." She calmly told a fact.

Mommy Ye is a good girl. Young Master Qi doesn’t even have a rival in love except Qin Yu. The love line is so smooth that it makes several other brothers with bumpy love paths jealous and toothaches...

This is also a strange phenomenon.

Beauty Ye is as beautiful as a flower and has an elegant temperament. Perhaps because she is too clean and has only been to Dalian bars for two or three times, and she has no chance to arouse a rival to Mr. Qi.

Qi Ye pinched his wife's face: "Be good, in my eyes, you are the most beautiful."

Ye Weilan smiled and said, "Who is more beautiful than mother?"

Qi Ye looked at her.

This question is just like someone asking Qi Ye or Ye Weilan who is more beautiful. You should know that Meiren Qi's appearance is completely inherited from his beautiful mother.

Beauty Ye smiled and said, "I allow you to say that your mother is more beautiful."

Look at how well she understands China's traditional virtues of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

Qi Ye pinched the tip of her nose, his face full of pamperingness.

This scene fell into the eyes of others on the street, and I don’t know how many women’s jealousy were attracted.

What people fear most is comparison. It is fine if those who are better than themselves cannot compete, but those who are obviously far behind themselves enjoy the treatment they cannot reach will make people feel sad.

When Mei Meiren Qi picked up masks for her wife, she must have forgotten to consider this...

The two walked into another clothing store. Ye Weilan looked at the time. It was an hour before twelve o'clock, and she began to concentrate on choosing dresses.

If you don’t have a beautiful face, you must be more beautiful than others in terms of temperament.

She picked it one by one, probably because this place was developed by Western culture, so it was rarely mixed with oriental elements. Ye Weilan finally found a small black strapless dress.

"Qi Ye, is this one good-looking?"

Beauty Qi floated at her eyes: "No!"

There is so much exposure, but there is no door!

Miss Ye flattened her mouth, she finally found it...

Qi Ye's eyes shook around and suddenly pointed at one of them: "Take it down."

The waiter respectfully took off the skirt. It was a gorgeous and beautiful palace long skirt. The skirt was fluffy, layered and inlaid with red diamonds. Beautifulness was inevitable, but the weight of the purchase made Ye Weilan, who was used to wearing light clothes, felt a little uncomfortable.

Qi Ye looked at it slightly, and suddenly raised his hand to tear the hem of the outermost skirt.

Ye Weilan was stunned, and the clerk waiting beside him was also stunned.

Just saw Mr. Qi fiddling with the slender and beautiful hands, the scattered fabrics and decorations fell on the ground, and the sound of tearing the fabrics in his ears for a moment.

When the voice disappeared, under the stunned gaze of a group of people, Qi Ye pulled Ye Weilan, who had a somewhat dreamy expression, into the fitting room.

After a while, Ye Weilan's cheeks were pulled out with redness, and the people in the store only felt their eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!