"Here, uncle, two young ladies."
The driver drove the car into the old French rental realm, drove to the No. 3 mansion, parked the car in front of the gate, and said respectfully.
Fang Xue took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.
At first glance, I saw two classical beauties standing in front of the gate in costus.
One of them is a big sister like Li Feng, gentle and virtuous, with a soft smile on his beautiful face, and looks slightly older than her and Li Feng, about twenty-three or four?
On the other, Fang Xue only glanced at it and knew that she must be Gong Qingyu!
The eldest lady of the Gong family was wearing a white undergarnt, holding a delicate folding fan in her hand, with a long green silk hanging behind her head, combed into an ancient bun, and wearing a very beautiful shimring Headdress.
What's even more wonderful is that the hateful Miss Gongjia clicked three bright red flowers on the center of her eyebrows, which made her outstanding classical beauty image more and more noble and noble daughter.
"..."
Fang Xue was visibly stunned. She had always imagined what it would be like to see Gong Qingyu, but she didn't expect that just after eting, there was a vague illusion that she would be beaten by her and completely lost.
Costu underskirts look bloated and complicated to ordinary people, but they are just right when worn on Gong Qingyu, with a quiet, elegant, classic, and demure beauty of a lady.
And Fang Xue looked at her dress again. She was wearing short-sleeved and long trousers, and wearing a very old-fashioned sun hat. She had almost no makeup on her body, and she didn't have such a splendid outfit like Gong Qingyu.
In front of her, the school flower of Fang had a hateful feeling that she was a maid and the other party was the eldest lady!
"Miss Fang, hello."
Gong Qingyu showed a standard eldest smile on her face. Lianbu moved forward gently, folded her hands on her waist, and bowed to Fang Xueying. Everyone's ladylike temperant rushed towards her, making Fang Daxiaohuan a little unaware. Taken.
"Hehehehehehe~!"
Gong Qingyu's heart broke, and the next mont, a finger poke her forehead.
"Ouch~!"
With an exclamation, Gong Qingyu was clicked to take a step back. The attitude of the lady just now was broken. The three plum petals on the center of the eyebrows were pressed by the finger, the shape was destroyed, and it beca funny. stand up.
"Li, Yun!" Gong Qingyu's beautiful Feng glared at him, "You badass, do you know how long I have used makeup? Damn it~~!"
"...?"
The expression on Fang Xue's face turned into a thick consternation. At first glance at Gong Qingyu, she thought she was a dignified and virtuous and beautiful lady. She usually speaks softly and acts like a weak Liu Fufeng, without a smile. , Can you put on a skirt, just like the little princess Yongning raised by Li Yun at ho.
Unexpectedly, Gong Qingyu suddenly beca...such a character?
"Why the dead house girl is so pretentious?" Li Yun "sneered".
Gong Qingyu raised his eyebrows and was about to co forward to grab him and scratch him.
It's a pity that there was a real elegant lady standing behind her, and when she saw that she wanted to do sothing rude, she imdiately stopped her.
"Alright Qingyu."
Gong Lianyi with graceful temperant gently took her little hand, and Xue and Li Feng nodded with a smile, and said softly: "Welco to the palace, Qingyu has no other aning, you just Think of yourself as your ho in Zhonghai City, after all..."
She paused, her cheeks reddened, "Because of soone, we are also sisters. It's okay to make a fuss, but don't let others watch a joke."
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