Seeing Murong Rong come back, Anna put down her anxiety, grabbed Murong Rong and shouted in a low voice: "Where have you been? If you dare to disappear again, be careful about your brother's life!"
Upon hearing his brother, Murong Rong quickly cheered up, "I, I'm going to find the bathroom..."
Anna walked to a wall in the room and pushed it open.
There is a wardrobe filled with all kinds of beautiful dresses.
Anna picked out a lavender dress with a low V-neck and threw it to Murong Rong, "Change into it quickly, the party is about to start. Murong Rong, I warn you, if you dare to embarrass the Ouyang family like you did during the day, be careful."
It’s an ugly death!”
If you don't become a bride, you will be killed by the Ouyang family. If you become a bride, you will be strangled to death by Yin Zai. She is only eighteen years old. Wu, Wu, Wu, can she not die?
The fitting room is ten square feet in size, and there is a floor-to-ceiling mirror mounted on the wall. The frame of the mirror is a golden gold frame.
Murong Rong put on a lavender dress, stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, who even felt strange to herself.
The lavender color made her snow-white skin look as milky white as milk, and the dress seemed to be tailored just right, outlining her graceful curves. Those slender lines made her look much taller than before.
The low-V collar on the chest is inlaid with a few diamonds. Under the light, the snow-white skin of the shirt reflects the crystal clear beauty.
Murong Rong grabbed her collar, her little face wrinkled like a bitter melon.
The collar was opened very low, revealing a pair of soft, round breasts.
She had never worn clothes with such a low collar and so much exposure. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but blush.
No, you have to change it.
Murong Rong opened the door and walked out, but Anna was not seen in the room, but a tall and cold man was leaning against the door.
The man put one hand in his trouser pocket and held a red wine glass in the other. He leaned against the door frame and looked at Murong Rong with a faint smile.
Murong Rong took a few steps back as if she had seen a ghost, and looked at her new husband, Yin Zai, in panic.
"Honey, you seem to be afraid of me, huh?" Yinzai raised his eyebrows carelessly. The woman in front of him had picturesque features, petite and pitiful. The lavender color made her not only beautiful but also elegant, and her slender waist was not enough to hold.: