First Lady

The make-up artist painted a light make-up for her, and she glanced at her charming eyes, inadvertently showing a sense of laziness and luxury.

Against the purple long dress, Lan Shan looked even more mysterious and noble, with an irresistible force between her brows.

Mingye looked Lanshan up and down, but was still a little depressed.

Why can such conservative clothes still be worn out in a downturn, with such a sultry feeling, no matter who sees them, they will be amazed.

Lan Shan tugged at the long skirt trailing behind her, and asked depressedly: "Can I go?" [

Ming Ye regained his composure, "...that's fine, let's go!"

Under the watchful eyes of all the Filipino maids in the Ming family, the two walked out of the gate arm in arm.

Lan Shan was very nervous, she took Ming Ye's hand and held him tightly, she whispered, "Ming Ye, you must be careful to help me up, this skirt is too long, if you trip over me, I would be so ashamed."

Wearing this dress and stepping on such high heels, I felt my legs trembling every time I took a step, and I could fall down at any time.

Ming Ye burst out laughing, leaning against Lan Shan's shoulder, she could clearly feel her body was very stiff and tense.

Ming Ye originally thought that he was nervous because he was going to a banquet, but he didn't expect it to be because of this.

"Hehe... so you are so nervous because of this. Don't worry, I'm here, how can I make you fall."

"But... There are people coming and going at the banquet, and the skirt is so long, what if someone steps on it?"

She herself can walk very carefully, try to keep her balance, and pay attention to her feet, but what about others, there are so many people in the venue, and she will make mistakes if she is not careful.

Ming Ye raised his eyebrows and jokingly said: "Who dares to step on the proprietress, unless they don't want to do it in Ming's anymore."

Lan Shan twitched the corner of her mouth, and cast two white eyes at Ming Ye: "Go away, stop joking with me, I didn't see that I was very nervous."

"..."

Although Ming Ye assured her again and again, Lan Shan was still timid in her heart. It was really the first time in her life that she wore such a long, long dress.

After getting into the car, Lan Shan glanced at the hem of the skirt that dragged nearly half a meter behind her again, and the veins on her forehead twitched twice.

Lan Shan couldn't help cursing in her heart: I don't know which idiot made this sister's clothes.

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