"Xiao Xi, Yuanyuan, what do you think of this dress?" Yueyi held a dress in her hand, which is the latest design of the most famous British designer 'q'.
"Yueyi, aren't you being too high-profile? Wearing this dress worth more than 3 million yuan to a party. We are top students and poor." Xiao Xi rolled her eyes at Yueyi.
"Yes, what should I do about Yuanyuan?" Yueyi asked.
"Wait," Yuanyuan only said this word, and sat on the sofa nearby to drink coffee.
"Wait? What are you waiting for? Yuanyuan, can you please explain clearly?" Xiao Xi asked in confusion.
"..." Yuanyuan said nothing and continued to drink coffee leisurely.
After a while, a miracle happened,
"Is Miss Mo Yueyi here?" a very pretty girl asked.
"Do you have anything to do here?" Yueyi asked in a friendly manner.
"This is a dress sent by a boy, signed by Lan Caijin," the girl said sweetly.
"Ah? Lan Caijin? It's so good, but no one gives it to me to dig." Xiao Xi looked up to the sky and screamed.
"Is it him?" Yueyi took the dress and opened the box. It was a very exquisite dress with a lavender pattern and several sparkling rhinestones inlaid on the skirt.
"Haha" Xi Ziyuan smiled slightly as she had expected.
Xiao Xi looked at the dress in Yueyi's hand with envy, and depressedly squatted in the corner and drew circles...
"Knock, knock, knock" came the knock on the door, and Xi Ziyuan opened the door as she should.
The moment the door opened, Ling Yifeng outside the door was stunned...
"As expected, you are here." Ling Yifeng said, and entered the door of the villa. "This place is so big, almost the same as my home. Are you sure you are the top students?"
"I'm sure, sure, what are you doing here?" Xi Ziyuan said angrily. After all, the man in front of her took away her first kiss, and Xi Ziyuan is still worried about it to this day.
"Here, these are the clothes that Yu asked me to give to Mo Xiaoxi. He said that Xiaoxi is a top student and attends this kind of aristocratic gathering. He is afraid that she will be embarrassed. I also brought this for you." Ling Yifeng seemed to have changed.
As if by magic, two exquisite boxes appeared.
"Wow, ah, ah," Xiao Xi shouted excitedly, "I just said God has not forgotten me." Xiao Xi giggled at the dress.
It was a beige short skirt with a tube top and a long ribbon tied around the waist to form a big bow at the back. The skirt was inlaid with lace, which was playful yet elegant.
Xi Ziyuan also looked at her dress. It was different from the cute style of Xiao Xi and Yueyi, but rather fresh and elegant, and it also reflected Yuanyuan's cold queen temperament.
The silver-white knee-length skirt is sparkly and dazzling. There is only a butterfly embroidered with black lace on the chest. It looks very eye-catching against the silver-white background, but this is Xi Ziyuan's style.
Xi Ziyuan liked this dress very much and gently said "Thank you" to Ling Yifeng. Then, she went into the dressing room with Xiao Xi and Yue Yi.
