Proud Prince With His Substitute Wife

Until the sun shines on the earth, the maid wakes Xiao Zhiyue.

Xiao Zhiyue opens her eyes again, but finds that Chu Yunyi doesn't know when to get up and looks at her with a smile.

See her wake up, Chu Yunyi raised his hand to pinch her face, dislike way, "little lazy pig, really lazy."

Xiao Zhiyue

Chu Yunyi picked up a brocade box from the table and looked at it silently.

Xiao Zhiyue suddenly surprised, this is the box she made clothes for Chu Yunyi!

Xiao Zhiyue quickly gets out of bed and grabs the brocade box and holds it in her arms.

Chuyunyi lips involuntarily recalled a smile, "so baby, put what?"

Finally, Xiao Yunzhi stamped her lips and bit your heart

Chu Yunyi opened the wooden box and saw a white robe embroidered with auspicious clouds. It was very delicate.

Chu Yunyi lightly caresses up, in the eye then has the smile rippling to open.

Xiao Zhiyue carefully looked at Chu Yunyi's look, "that husband, do you like it?"

Chu Yunyi gently hum a, immediately dyed a smile in the eye color, actively open arms to signal Xiao Zhiyue to change clothes for him.

Xiao Zhiyue's face turned red when she saw this.

Before these things, Chu Yunyi had never used her.

Xiao Zhiyue raises her hand to release the opening on Chu Yunyi's chest. She is a little nervous. The more nervous she is, the more she can't release the buttons on Chu Yunyi's body.

Looking at Xiao Zhiyue's flustered look, Chu Yunyi smiles even more, and immediately reaches out and clasps Xiao Zhiyue's soft hand, holding her hand one by one to release the button.

The warm and cool touch came from her fingers. Xiao Zhiyue's heart beat very fast, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Not easy to put on the clothes, Xiao Zhiyue has a thin sweat.

After Chu Yunyi was dressed, the little servant girl beside him immediately praised: "young master, you see, this dress just fits. Young lady really has a heart."

Chu Yunyi wears clothes and turns around in front of the bronze mirror, reaching for Xiao Zhiyue's head.

Xiao Zhiyue twisted her hand shyly.

At this time, the little maid said, "madam, let me help you dress up."

But Chu Yunyi reached for the eyebrow pencil and said, "I'll come."

Eyebrow brush lightly stained with some black eyebrow powder for Xiao Zhiyue to draw eyebrows, a stroke is very delicate, as if Xiao Zhiyue is a perfect painting of his. Chu Yunyi's thrush is even more meticulous and serious than poetry and painting.

His generous hand brushed Xiao Zhiyue's eyebrows, crisp and numb, and immediately aroused a little blush.

After painting eyebrows, Xiao Zhiyue also put some rouge on her lips.

Xiao Zhiyue's eyebrows and eyes are outlined by her delicate makeup. Her black eyes are like paint, her long eyelashes are curved up, and her delicate skin is set off by a little red makeup of crabapple.

The little servant girl exclaimed: "young master, don't you think the young lady is more beautiful than before?"

His little wife, now is the color of the city.

Chu Yunyi light lips, "so, really I earned."

The servant girl sees two people so, then red face, quietly quit.

Chu Yunyi looks at the woman in the mirror, eyes color gradually deep, swept Xiao Zhiyue's waist, slightly bent down.

Seems to be aware of Chu Yunyi's action, Xiao Zhiyue surprised to close her eyes.

Chu Yunyi's Nose Tips stick to Xiao Zhiyue's, his face slightly sideways, slowly sliding down

At this time, a little guy came to the room in a hurry and said breathlessly, "a group of people came to our shop just now. They said that they wanted to return the goods, but our shop has never had any quality problems."

Xiao Zhiyue turned her eyes and thought about it. She thought it was a bit strange. She put aside Chu Yunyi and said, "come on, prepare the car."

Xiao Zhiyue gets on the car in a hurry and ignores Chu Yunyi who wants to hold her in the back.

when she arrives at suiyuxuan, Xiao Zhiyue finds a group of people gathered at the door, making trouble at the door, and even the shop signs are almost smashed.

Someone knelt on the ground, pointed to the broken Yuxuan brand, wiped tears and scolded: "this black hearted businessman, this black hearted shop, actually sold these defective products to us. We are not rich at all, and we spent a lot of money to buy fake goods. It's really heartless. "

There are also people holding banners next to the cross bridge curse: "black heart businesses earn black heart money, get out of the capital!"

Around them, there are also many people watching and commenting.

There are several passers-by who talk about it.

"Isn't this broken jade Pavilion still a very famous jewelry store?"

"What's the use of being famous? De does not match, originally broken jade Xuan is the design line, but found that the quality is not good. Just do those fancy things, and don't do them well. "

"Yes, yes, this broken jade Pavilion is also a new shop in Beijing. What storm can it bring? Although I was lucky before, it turned out that it belonged to Wu Ji's jewelry store, but what came from a small place was from a small place, and there was no virtue at all. "Manager Wu, who was hiding in the dark, saw that people were getting closer to him. He could not help feeling proud and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhiyue fights with me. I will never let you turn over."

As soon as Xiao Zhiyue got out of the car, many people gathered around her and surrounded the carriage.

"Don't be impatient. I'm Xiao Zhiyue, the manager of broken jade Pavilion. If you have any questions, please tell me directly. " Xiao Zhiyue looked at the situation in front of her and quickly threw out her identity, intending to stabilize the masses.

A fat woman pushed away the crowd and came up.

The fat woman put her hands on her hips and stamped her feet, shaking her face. She pointed to Xiao Zhiyue and said, "are you in charge here? You're the only one? "

"It's me. I wonder if this lady has any dissatisfaction with my jewelry? "

The fat woman snorted and handed Xiao Zhiyue a broken jade hairpin that had faded away: "since you are the manager here, you can have a good look. Is this jade hairpin sold from your broken jade pavilion? "

Xiao Zhiyue took the hairpin and looked at it carefully. The hairpin was made of inferior jadeite, and its texture was hard and brittle. The green on it was dyed with pigment. The hairpin in my hand has a light crack, and the color has faded. Xiao Zhiyue carefully turned the hairpin to check, very sure that this is not sold from the broken jade Xuan, but this design is really familiar.

"Why, is it yours?" Fat woman looked at silent Xiao Zhiyue momentum even more, pointing to Xiao Zhiyue scolded, "earn what black money!"

"But this is not..." Xiao Zhiyue intends to explain, but is interrupted.