Silly Concubine Allure: Uncle, I want to divorce

Chapter 2
"Your sister Wang, Yan Su, what the hell are you driving..." Jin Maimai scolded halfway and kept silent. She stretched out her finger and poked the little girl who was kneeling on the ground to comb her neat hair bun: " who are you?"

"The servant girl is the hat to serve the princess, don't you remember, princess?" The little girl raised her teary face, and her mouth was flattened, feeling aggrieved.

There was a small slap mark imprinted on the pink and fair cheek, needless to say, it was the masterpiece of Jin Maimai's anger.

Jin Maimai swallowed her saliva, looked around and didn't see the bald director uncle in the camera, and the layout of the room was quite different from the Hengdian she remembered. She lowered her head and approached the only one in front of her mysteriously. The living person asked: "Can you tell me, what is this place?"

Mao Mao blinked his big teary eyes, and lowered his voice along with Jin Maimai: "This is your room."

Jin Maimai raised his hand and slapped her on the head, sullenly: "I'm not joking with you."

Hat hat was so frightened that tears poured down her cheeks, and she choked her throat while wiping her tears: "Young maidservant, I'm not joking." She suddenly got up from the ground, howled and ran towards the door, Jin Maimai was still clear as she ran. I heard her cry almost like a wolf howling: "It's not good, it's not good, the princess is even more stupid..."

Jin Maimai was dumbfounded, looking at the back of the little girl who stumbled and ran out, she couldn't help sighing that the waves behind push the waves ahead, this girl has a bright future ahead.

"Is anyone there?" Jin Maimai called out tentatively.

Since no one answered, Jin Maimai laughed suddenly, shook his head and sighed helplessly, which was a ridiculous move.A trace of confusion flashed through her mind, and she froze for a moment.

Who was talking just now?
It's not her voice!Definitely sure and definitely not!
She has already passed the voice change period, how could she have such a little girl's accent.

Could it be?

She shook her head, shaking off her seemingly absurd thoughts.

With her movements, the long black hair was thrown in front of her eyes. Jin Maimai reached out and grabbed the lock of hair, pulling it, and it hurt.

black...

black...

long black hair...

sister!

And her big flaxen waves!
And her big flowing flaxen waves! !

Jin Maimai spread out her hands tremblingly, with delicate palms and well-manicured, round and delicate nails.

Small and exquisite.Clean and clear.

She clearly remembers.

When putting on makeup this morning, in order to match the passionate scene tonight, careful makeup artist Xiaowen specially helped her apply purple nail polish.

There is a deep scar on the palm of her right hand that cannot be removed.

But these hands.

Delicate can not find a trace of scar.

It's not her hand!

What about the mirror?
Jin Maimai jumped out of bed in a frenzy and searched all over the room for mirrors.

"What are you looking for?" A female voice interjected suddenly.

Jin Maimai stumbled, and there was a sharp pain between her legs. The pain made her almost shed tears. When her legs softened, she fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the inexplicable pain was even worse.

"What were you looking for just now?" the voice asked repeatedly, and a pair of embroidered shoes with white flower soles appeared in front of Jin Maimai's eyes.

Spotless and finely textured.

Definitely a beauty.

Jin Maimai raised her head and was stunned for a moment. What she saw was a woman in her early thirties, with an ordinary face and nothing special, looking down at her. . .

(End of this chapter)