Wen Zhou usually wears loose and casual clothes. Her slim and graceful figure is wrapped in layers of clothes. Coupled with her quiet and dull nature, many people will only look more and no longer have an impression.

But when she took off her bondage, she brightened up and couldn't move her eyes anymore.

The close fitting knee length black skirt outlines her waist, which is usually displayed by the symmetrical legs wrapped in jeans or casual pants, especially white, and the line is perfect.

The extreme black is in sharp contrast to her white skin, and the long hair on her waist is scattered behind her at will. A few strands of hair fall playfully and charming on her thin but beautiful shoulders, adding a trace of tenderness to her quiet and beautiful face.

Wen Zhou had never worn such a small skirt before. After she looked at everyone, she walked over and said hello: "old Mr. Shang, little Shang."

From the moment she appeared, Shang Jing's eyes stuck to her.

Shang Jingguo's eyes glided past him.

Originally, he thought that Shang Jing's vision was wrong. He didn't want to put a fresh and beautiful wenxinting, but chose the silent Wenzhou. Now it seems that his vision of people is not as hot as his grandson's.

I have to say, good vision.

Wen Xinting was so jealous that her eyes were about to burst out fire. When she saw that everyone's eyes were around Wen Zhou and she was ignored, she immediately praised and successfully pulled back the eyes of Shang Jingguo and others: "sister, you're beautiful!"

Wen Zhou: "

Um ~

Her stepsister began to perform brilliantly again.

Shen Bi's complexion is very ugly. She has found a little black skirt with the most common style. She didn't expect that wearing it on Wen Zhouzhou would set her so moving.

What a miscalculation.

Had known it would be this effect, she said nothing would let Wen Zhou change his clothes.

Although Wen Shihao was amazing, because of his disgust with Wen Xian, he didn't come out for half his life. In front of Shang Jingguo, he had to maintain his father's image for the time being: "Zhou Zhou, come and sit down."

Wen Zhou Yiyan sat down and sang his father's image with him: "OK, Dad."

She chose a place away from Shang Jing.

Originally, Wen Xinting and Shen Bi's eyes wanted to kill her. If she came closer to Shang Jing, I'm afraid it would be more sad tonight.

Wenxinting doesn't like to be robbed of the limelight. She smiles sweetly and generously. She uses a language of emotional loss and envy: "Grandpa Shang, no wonder Shang Shao doesn't see me. It's mainly because her sister is too beautiful and is always so popular."

“……”

Wen Zhou's heart is not good.

"Alas..." Wen Xinting sighed. His original smile collapsed and pretended to be pitiful for mercy and stability: "from childhood, my sister and I studied in the same school, but later we chose different subjects, which was assigned to different classes, but even so, there are still many male students looking for me in the school."

Half said, Wen Xinting was worried that these words would be thought more, and immediately explained: "Grandpa Shang, don't get me wrong. The reason why they came to me was to bribe me to get close to my sister. However, fortunately, my sister has high vision. She often goes out with them a few times and ends up with nothing. "

“……”

ha-ha.

How many times do you go out?

This clearly refers to the erosion of her private life.

Shen Bi glanced at wenxinting and said with a smile, "it's your fault that your sister often sleeps outside. Why do you hand over so many love letters to your sister?"

Atmosphere, stagnation.

Shang Jingguo's face changed slightly.

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