Chapter 49 Battle Shirt
Despite Tang Jizhi's opposition, Meng Qianqian is very satisfied with the new identity she fabricated.

Just imagine, she possesses the beauty that overwhelms all sentient beings, she has a charming voice, and she is also Tang Jizhi's younger sister, which means that by getting close to her, she can get close to the huge resources of the Tang family. Which man can face all this and still not be tempted?
Especially an ambitious man like Yuan Xiao.

Last time at the dinner party, she secretly found an opportunity to escape from Tang Jizhi's side, and Yuan Xiao walked towards her.

If she hadn't rushed Meng Lin away from Tang Jizhi's side, Yuan Xiao would have already hooked up with her by then.

Thinking about it now, I should thank Meng Lin.

At that time, she was not prepared at all. If she had told Yuan Xiao her real identity at that time, she would never have the chance to hide herself again, and it was even more uncertain that he had already colluded with Meng Lin.

Everything was preordained long ago.

Things really happened as Mo Shan said, the next day, the only one-of-a-kind dress in the world appeared in the Blue Mountain Villa.

When Meng Qianqian rubbed her sleepy eyes and pulled her slippers and twirled down the stairs on the second floor, her sight was suddenly attracted by a touch of pure white.

She suddenly stopped, leaning on the railing with one hand, staring blankly at the gorgeous dresses in the hall on the first floor.

The morning sun slanted in through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, just hitting the intricately crafted pure white dress, as if coated with a layer of aura from the fairy world.

The skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, like a girl's hand waving at her.

She opened her eyes in surprise, this is the most beautiful and noble dress she has ever seen in her life!
"Do you like it?" An arm was lightly put on her shoulder, and a familiar voice sounded behind her, "This is your battle robe."

Her shirt?

Meng Qianqian's eyes lit up.

She likes the word "tabard."

This is not just a luxurious dress, but also a weapon that accompanies her on the battlefield, just like a soldier has his own armor.

Meng Qianqian suddenly ran downstairs. She ran so fast that she even dropped her slippers, but she didn't care.

Grasping the sleeves of the dress in her hands, and gently rubbing the material in her hands, she raised her head and smiled brightly at him: "I like it!"

With a huge smile accompanied by the rising sun in the morning, the dark pupils seemed to be filled with sunlight, and she stood quietly beside the pure white dress, like a goddess descending from the mortal world.

Tang Jizhi suddenly felt a strange and strong feeling in his chest. He couldn't tell what it was, but his heart was beating violently, as if it was going to pop out of his throat.

When the servant helped Meng Qianqian change his dress, he had already come down the stairs.

She looked at him with flushed cheeks, suddenly a little shy: "Does it look good?"

Tang Jizhi nodded, and stretched out his hand to the servant, who handed him the transparent crystal slipper in his hand, and he squatted on the ground.

Realizing what he was going to do, Meng Qianqian blushed, her heart beat uncontrollably, and her snow-white toes shrank into the dress.

But Tang Jizhi's eyes were quick, and he grabbed her toes and pulled her white feet out.

"I... My feet are dirty." Her face was flushed, and her eyes rolled around like deer.

His cleanliness is so serious, he should despise her.

Moreover, she has scars on the soles of her feet, which is not good-looking.

For some reason, she didn't want him to see her ugliness. She hoped that she would always be beautiful in front of this person.

Tang Jizhi paused for a moment, but he didn't let go. Instead, he gripped the soles of her feet even tighter, picked up the shoes and put them on her feet.

For some reason, his obsession with her cleanliness seems to be less serious than before.

"hiss--"

Suddenly, Meng Qianqian took a deep breath.

There was a slight tingling pain from the place where the sole of her foot touched the shoe. She tried to hold back the sound, but he still heard it.

Tang Jizhi paused, quickly took off his shoes, wrapped her around her waist with one hand, and carried her to the side sofa to sit down.

He squatted halfway in front of the sofa, raised the soles of her feet, and frowned suddenly: "How did you do it?"

The corner of Meng Qianqian's mouth twitched, not wanting to say anything.

"Mo Shan." Tang Jizhi said in a deep voice, his expression turned serious.

When he didn't know, there was such a long mark on the sole of her foot. Judging from the condition of the wound, it should not have been scratched in the past two days.

"Master," Mo Shan secretly glanced at Meng Qianqian, under her begging gaze, he still couldn't help telling the truth, "This is the second young miss who accidentally went to Houshan to look for you that day..."

The fingers pinching the soles of the feet tightened suddenly, Meng Qianqian let out a low cry of pain, and he quickly relaxed his strength again.

"That day?" he asked in a low voice.

There was an inexplicable emotion in his chest, his nasal cavity was a little blocked, and even his words were much lower than usual.

It turned out that in order to find him that day, she suffered such an injury on the sole of her foot.

But she didn't say a word.

This smelly girl is still as stubborn as ever.

Meng Qianqian nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"What's there to say? Anyway, it will be fine soon." She curled her lips indifferently, trying to pull her foot back.

If she told him, wouldn't it appear that she cared about him?

Originally, he was an egomaniac, and he would only become even more stinky by then.

"Is it all right now?" He suddenly touched the scar on the sole of her foot with his finger.

"Ah~" Meng Qianqian yelled uncontrollably, her voice was sweet and charming, not at all like her usual voice.

She froze for a moment, leaning stiffly on the sofa, not knowing what to do.

It's so embarrassing, he just touched the sole of her foot lightly, how could she make that sound?Just... as if asking him to touch it again.

Not only her, but even Tang Jizhi was stunned.

The sound just hit his heart directly, as if it had penetrated into his body, his chest rose and fell violently, and even the sound of breathing became rapid.

In a blink of an eye, seeing Mo Shan staring at her soles motionlessly, he was suddenly very angry, and said in a deep voice, "Go down."

Mo Shan was startled, and quickly retreated.

He could swear that at that moment just now, the young master clearly wanted to gouge out his eyeballs.

But what did he do?

Meng Qianqian still didn't understand what happened, so she said anxiously: "It's just a trivial matter, it's normal that Mo Shan forgot to tell you, why are you angry with him?"

However, Tang Jizhi didn't respond at all, still staring down at the soles of her feet, where her skin touched, his fingertips were hot, and his fingertips were even trembling slightly.

"Master Tang?" Meng Qianqian looked at him motionless, worried, and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Tang Jizhi?"

(End of this chapter)

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