Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

Gu zhixia pursed her lips. Obviously, they didn't know that she had donated 100000 yuan when she checked in.

Although 100000 is not a surprising number for this charity banquet.

But for her 18 line little artist, it's not a small skill.

But she wasn't going to tell them.

Look at these women who are obviously looking for trouble and have bad intentions

They are not qualified.

Gu zhixia pulled the clothes hanger, walked slowly to the makeup mirror and sat down.

He picked up the makeup brush and gently swept the honey powder for himself. His eyes glanced at Sun Yizhen behind him.

Seeing that Gu zhixia ignored herself and didn't answer a word, sun Yizhen immediately felt more embarrassed and his tone was more and more rampant.

"Gu zhixia, I'm talking to you! Are you a little polite?"

Sun Yizhen took a step forward and grabbed the makeup brush on Gu zhixia's hand. With a bang, she fell heavily to the ground.

Together with the honey powder stained on the makeup brush, it was also splashed on the ground. The light pink yellow looked dazzling on the white ceramic tile.

Gu zhixia sat, glanced faintly at the makeup brush on the ground, and said coldly, "it's you who are impolite."

She ignored them just to save trouble.

But unexpectedly, they thought she was easy to bully and even more aggressive.

"Oh, you finally spoke? The way you didn't speak just now made us think you were dumb!" Sun Yizhen looked up and down at Gu zhixia, and her eyes were full of jealousy.

A deep blue fishtail skirt dress like the sea is well cut, which can perfectly outline her slender waist.

The gauze of the fish's tail fell layer by layer, inlaid with bits of broken diamonds, half covering her slender and symmetrical leg without a trace of fat.

His face was cold and gorgeous, as if he really looked like a mysterious Mermaid from the deep sea.

Damn it, even if she wears what she thinks is a high imitation dress, she looks terrible!

But soon she calmed down. What if it was a mermaid?

The mermaid's love is a bubble. It is illusory. Her "high standard" dress must be false.

How can she afford to wear a high-profile dress with her 18 line status and heavy debt?

And there's more than one! It's three!

Once a woman is jealous, she loses her most basic reason.

"Gu zhixia, there are rules in the circle. Even if you can't afford a good dress, you can't wear a high imitation dress. It seems that you, a little artist beyond the 18th line, don't know this rule?"

Sun Yizhen approached Gu Zhi Xia and his strong perfume smelling.

Her lips were painted with crimson glaze, and the lip petals were hanging upward. A pair of fox eyes were slightly narrowed and twinkled with unpleasant light.

"Who made this rule?" Gu zhixia couldn't help laughing at what sun Yizhen said.

Who made this broken rule?

Since they first broke into the dressing room, they have been hostile to themselves.

Not only ridiculed her as an 18th line, she had no money and was not qualified to attend such a charity party, but also said that her dresses were high imitation

Where does confidence come from?

Gu zhixia laughed angrily and simply stood up.

She stepped on high-heeled shoes full of broken diamonds and looked down at Sun Yizhen with the advantage of height.

The gas field is fully open.

But Sun Yizhen did not admit defeat, but raised her voice and shouted directly in her sharp voice.

"I'm also kind to remind you, don't be funny! I tell you, wearing high imitation dresses is like watching pirated movies and novels. It's disgusting! For our holy art, I can't let you go!"

She said very righteous and strict words, as if she believed that Gu zhixia's clothes were high imitation and a cancer that polluted the whole circle.

"Don't go crazy here."

Gu zhixia felt bored as long as she heard her voice, and simply had to bypass her.

But unexpectedly, sun Yizhen was on the bar with Gu zhixia.

She took a step to the left, and sun Yizhen took a step in the same direction, completely blocking Gu zhixia's way.

She looked at Gu zhixia and smiled again.

"Since you can't bear it, let me help you!"

Gu zhixia heard the speech and immediately picked his eyebrow.

"I can't bear it. It's genuine, but it's not the kind of high imitation you say."

"Gu zhixia, don't open your eyes and tell lies. We are also artists. Don't you know that there are at least millions of high-definition dresses? Even if you have money, you're not qualified to wear them."

Sun Yizhen tut tut twice, and then came up to Gu zhixia.

Very close to her.

"Oh, no, you don't have the money to buy it."

She said, giggling.

A pair of eyes narrowed, and then grabbed Gu zhixia's skirt.

Aware of her attack, Gu zhixia felt a tight heart.

"You let go!"

Gu zhixia's voice became cold and scolded in a low voice.

Seeing that she was so rampant that she pulled her skirt directly, she frowned.

Her hands held her hand tightly, but she didn't dare to pull it apart too hard.

However, Gu zhixia's stern warning did not pay attention to sun Yizhen at all.

She smiled happily and said to her companion, "look at her. It's pathetic that she even protects a high imitation skirt!"

"Yes, Gu zhixia, don't be brave."

When her companion saw her, he clamped Gu zhixia down, and then he dared to come forward.

Reach out and pull Gu zhixia's arm.

Gu zhixia can't let her succeed!

The body retreated towards the empty direction and directly avoided her hand, but the next second, because of such a twist, sun Yizhen, who had previously grabbed her skirt, had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Gu zhixia, you can't escape!"

Sun Yizhen said bitterly, holding the tulle on the dress tightly in her hand, pulling it hard in the opposite direction!

Tear

The sound of rags sounded in the dressing room, and Gu zhixia paused.

She knew that the dress must have been torn.

Simply gave up the struggle and let Sun Yizhen tear off the gauze under her skirt like crazy.

Because the base material is made of thick silk and customized by special technology, it is difficult to tear it with her bare hands.

Sun Yizhen half knelt on the ground and tried several times, but she had to give up.

But even so, it made her vaguely excited.

Now, Gu zhixia's dress is torn. She can't wear it to the party!

"Gu zhixia, you really should thank me."

Sun Yizhen threw away the gauze in her hand, stood up slowly and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction