After Meng Mingxuan finished washing up, she picked out clothes for a while.

The wardrobe is filled with new styles of the season, which are washed and ironed before being brought to the villa.

Never worn.

But she decided to wear the mature burgundy V-neck suspender dress that Yan Mojiu gave her when she was 20 years old.

Because when she saw this dress, she remembered Yan Mojiu’s disappointment that year.

"Mingxuan, after the birthday party, wear it for your brother to see."

놛 put the high-end gift box in her hand and said in a low voice.

But after the birthday party, she returned to her room and opened the gift box. It turned out to be a mature burgundy suspender dress with a V-neck, not the ladylike style she liked.

In addition, Yin Ting had already added her WeChat at that time, and she had a great time chatting with Yin Ting every day, so when she returned to the villa, she put the gift box aside and hid under the quilt to chat with Yin Ting.

Even when Yan Mojiu knocked on the door, she pretended to be asleep.

In her previous life, Yan Mojiu never waited for her to wear this dress.

In this life, she must make up for all the regrets in her previous life.

After Meng Mingxuan put on her skirt, she turned around a few times in front of the mirror.

You know what, Brother Nine has a pretty good eye.

She is 163cm tall, not very tall.

This short skirt makes her legs look long and straight.

The waist is very thin.

that is……

The collar is a little too low.

If you bend down a little, you will feel the spring light suddenly appear.

Meng Mingxuan thought about it, picked out a diamond brooch from the jewelry box, and pinned it on her collar.

Perfect!

Meng Mingxuan turned around twice more to make sure there was no problem, then quickly walked towards the door.

We can't let Brother Nine wait too long.

Meng Mingxuan walked down the stairs quickly.

At this moment, Yan Mojiu and Nie Ziyang, who were sitting at the dining table, noticed slight movements on the stairs.

They raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the stairs.

See, Meng Mingxuan's long hair was tied into a fluffy and fashionable bun, which made her small face look delicate and charming.

She was wearing a burgundy V-neck suspender skirt.

The flowing skirt swayed slightly as she walked briskly down the stairs, highlighting her pair of white, straight legs.

The sparkling diamond brooch on her V-neck just reflected the light from the crystal lamp.

Although the brooch successfully covered Meng Mingxuan's chest, it gave rise to endless reverie.

Even Nie Ziyang, who always treated Meng Mingxuan as a little girl, couldn't help but have a hint of surprise in his eyes.

I didn't expect that the little princess of Lincheng, who usually looks like she hasn't grown up, would look like this after putting on such a sexy burgundy suspender skirt - pure with a hint of desire, which is simply irresistible!

At this moment, Yan Mojiu's face suddenly darkened and he stood up suddenly.

"Look again, shut your eyes!"

Nie Ziyang: “…”

I give up.

You are not an outsider!

Besides, this skirt is very attractive and doesn't reveal anything.

What can you see?

Yan Mo walked towards Meng Mingxuan in nine steps and took off his suit jacket.

In just a blink of an eye, 놛 had already arrived in front of Meng Mingxuan and put the suit jacket in his hand on Meng Mingxuan's exposed shoulders.

Meng Mingxuan was tightly wrapped in the loose suit and was a little confused for a moment.

Her bright eyes looked at the man in front of her in confusion: "Nine Brother?"

Brother Jiu doesn’t want to watch? Still think it doesn’t look good?

But in my previous life, I clearly said...

"Zi Yang is here." Yan Mojiu pursed his lips and then raised his chin slightly: "Put your hands into your sleeves and put them on."

Meng Mingxuan: “…”

No, is there any necessary connection between the two?

Although she was very confused, she still obediently followed his instructions and put her two slender arms into Yan Mojiu's suit sleeves.

Yan Mojiu pursed his thin lips slightly.

Good boy.

놛 stretched out his slender fingers and gently buttoned her suit jacket one by one.

"..."Meng Mingxuan couldn't help it and her eyes twitched slightly.

Her beautiful sexy miniskirt was killed on her first day in office.

Fortunately, I'm at home.

If she were outside, she would definitely be treated like a monkey and watched - what woman would button up all the buttons of a man's suit jacket? That's weird, right?

"Let's go have breakfast first."

"Oh, okay."

Yan Mojiu took her hand and led her down the last two steps to the dining table.

놛 pulled out a chair for her and sat down, pressing her shoulders.

Then he brought the peeled eggs to her.

He took the knife and fork and cut it for her.

"Thank you..." Meng Mingxuan was about to say thank you, but when she saw his slightly frowned brows, she immediately changed her words and said, "Brother Jiu is so good to me."

Yan Mojiu relaxed his brows and sat down next to her.

I pushed the milk to her.

Nie Ziyang witnessed the whole process and was once again certain of one thing in his heart - Ninth Brother was beyond saving!

In this life, Ninth Brother will always be defeated by the little princess.

Many men are nice to women just for the sake of novelty, but Brother Nine’s treatment of the little princess… has been the same for more than ten years.

Nie Ziyang looked at Meng Mingxuan who was eating breakfast by herself and couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart: This little ungrateful wolf!

Meng Mingxuan doesn't talk while eating.

Exactly the same as Yan Mojiu.

After all, Yan Mojiu taught her table manners since she was a child.

"Wipe your mouth." Yan Mojiu waited until she put down her knife and fork and finished drinking the milk before handing her a warm towel.

"Brother Jiu, have you eaten?" Meng Mingxuan took the towel, wiped his mouth, and asked.

"have eaten."

"What do you eat?"

"You too."

Meng Mingxuan leaned closer, sniffed lightly, and frowned: "I don't smell the smell of eggs or milk."

As she spoke, she fanned her hair with her hands again and said with a smile, "It does smell like cigarettes, very strong."

Since childhood, Meng Mingxuan has had a dog nose.

The sense of smell is very sensitive.

Before she fell out with Yan Mojiu over Yin Ting, Yan Mojiu seldom smoked.

She doesn't like men who smoke all the time.

But she didn't care about it in the past few years. Yan Mojiu's smoking addiction was frightening.

"..." Yan Mojiu was speechless for a rare moment.

The thorns of the little rose stretched out.

In Zabu.

Facing her accusing eyes, he promised, then gave in: "I'll go eat."

There's still some in the pot.

But, I didn't have time to take care of myself.

"Go quickly." Meng Mingxuan smiled brightly.

"Um."

Yan Mojiu stood up and looked at Nie Ziyang with cold and deep eyes.

Nie Ziyang nodded helplessly.

This tough job, I took it.

Maybe Sister Mingxuan has really come to her senses and won’t get hit on the head today.

After Yan Mojiu disappeared into the kitchen door, Meng Mingxuan withdrew her gaze and looked at Nie Ziyang, saying softly, "Mr. Nie, is there something you want to tell me?"

Although, Nie Ziyang, Tang Jun and Feng Yilin are all Yan Mojiu's good brothers.

But when Meng Mingxuan was 18 years old, the three of them appeared in Meng Mingxuan's sight.

Meng Mingxuan and the others are actually not familiar with each other.

We only see each other a few times a year.

She knew that they and her ninth brother were in the same boat.

"How did Sister Mingxuan know? I have something to tell you." Nie Ziyang's handsome face, which was originally smiling, faded.

Could it be that she has already received the message?