After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Xiaoqiu finally came out slowly, following behind the beautiful oiran.
Xinxi almost choked when she saw it, and quickly took a sip of tea to feel relieved.
When he glanced at Mo Xiaoqiu again, he burst out laughing!
Mo Xiaoqiu stared blankly, but did not dare to look at Xinxi, instead staring down at her feet.[
I cursed in my heart, laughing and laughing, is it necessary to smile so exaggeratedly? Isn’t it just that the dress is a little longer, the sleeves are a little longer, the shoulders are exposed a little, and the shoes are a little too big...ah, it matches me.
The short hair is a little bit nondescript!
"Won't you change her into a more suitable set of clothes?" Xinxi said with a smile.
He had just asked the oiran to find a beautiful dress for her, but for a moment he didn't notice that the oiran seemed to be a little older than Mo Xiaoqiu, and her body was much plumper.
"Yes." The oiran bowed gently.
If you don't understand this etiquette, you won't be qualified to be the top one.
Not long after, Mo Xiaoqiu changed into another dress. However, it seemed that Xinxi was not satisfied and asked her to turn around twice before letting her change again.
Mo Xiaoqiu wanted to take pictures of people. She went back and forth and changed them five times. None of them were satisfactory to the dead prince. It seemed that his stomach was still a little protesting. He was sitting alone at the table, eating an exquisite meal.
snacks.
This time, the oiran found a dress belonging to a prostitute with a similar figure to Mo Xiaoqiu and put it on for her.
Except for the pretty short hair, which looks weird and doesn't match the ancient costume, there is nothing special about it. It's just that a piece of chest is exposed, and something that attracts men's attention is looming.
Xinxi knocked on the cup, glanced somewhere, and casually said, "Be professional, turn around twice and see..."