Mrs. Mrs. Mrs. is not good! She lamented in her heart.
"Deduction." The door was gently rang, wearing a white shirt and a black swallow tail, and Han Shaoqi, who was holding a black bow tie, appeared at the door.
"Can I come in?" Asked with a smile, his eyes were stunned by the beautiful and dignified woman in front of the large mirror.
It shows a clean and slender neck, wearing Swarovski's latest crystal necklace, under the light, the dazzling light.
Color petals, under the feet are a pair of diamond silver fine sling high -heeled shoes, standing there, holding there, holding a gentle smile. Seeing her sweet and delicate and delicate, she was dressed up, noble, noble
Elegant, beauty is so unable to look away.
He leaned against the door frame and couldn't help watching.
"Qier." Han mother called. She also wore a dignified lady in a dignified lady, raised her hands, and she was full of noble ladies.
Han Shaoqi returned to God, and stepped forward with a smile, sincerely, "Little pupils, you are so beautiful." And water blue is also very suitable for her. He has seen a lot of ladies he has seen.
It's so good.
Xiaotong smiled, "It's the credit of clothes." It is always happy to be exaggerated.
Han mother hummed, "It's a bit of self -knowledge." What is the use of packaging? When it speaks, there is no confidence. Where is the ladies and ladies in the high society, all of which are graceful and elegant?
Xiaotong made a ghost face. Sure enough, the ladylike temperament that had just disguised disappeared.
Han mother's first two big big. It seems that to adjust her into a qualified Mrs. Han Family, it is really a long way to go. I can't help but have a headache.
Seeing her mother's dissatisfaction, Han Shaoqi smiled and held her shoulders, "Mom, go downstairs to rest first, and give it to me here!"
"Well," Han mother nodded, "I went out of breath." Then she stayed here, and she was about to be mad by this daughter -in -law. So for so long, she was the standard difference in her mind.
Too far.
When Han's mother finally walked out, Xiaotong seemed to be relieved, and quickly sat down to release the poor feet bound by the ten centimeters of high heels. With so big, she never wore such high heels.
And this damn dress, she was about to breathe. She was worn in a comfortable yoga dress and loose cloth shoes on weekdays. The whole person was very light.
Such tall shoes. There are diamond earrings on the ears, crystal necklaces on the neck, and the complicated dresses, short oil, it is really a life.
"Tired?" Han Shaoqi also sat down and didn't care about the back of Yan's tail. He was wrinkled.
"What do you say?" Xiaotong rubbed his red feet with his heels, oblique him.
Han Shaoqi laughed, "You are not used to it, just a few more times."
"Don't." She was grateful. Fortunately, pretending to be a lady only needed a day on the day of the ceremony. It would be better to let her die every day.
Really, what are the good people in the class society? Every day, I live like this. Like the papermen in the paintings, I ca n’t laugh at laughter. How tired.