"I was so anxious. I finally found you."
Xiao Xi opened her eyes and saw what Ji Nianqin was holding in her hand and the buttons on her clothes were tied in a mess. She seemed unwilling to believe what was happening.
"Let me explain..."
The man was about to speak, and Xiaoxi listened patiently.
"No, why should I explain to you? You are not my Crown Princess."
"So your name isn't Tai Chuji, but Prince? That's such a domineering name."
Xiao Xi was followed by several beauties, and Ji Nianqin was standing next to her. The man was lying in the bed, chatting with them leisurely with his side turned. He seemed to be accustomed to the openness of today, but he seemed to let himself go too much. If the door had not been open, so many women sharing a room with him, a man, would easily attract the police.
But the man didn't want to be taken away again, no matter whether it was the security guard with the electric baton or the big brother who was going to tattoo his eyebrows.
"Actually, I'm a woman."
The man came up with a clever idea and clapped his hands in his head. In society, women will not only not be easily beaten, but will also be well protected by men. Why not do it?
He is very open-minded. He just wants to take care of some things and people. As for whether he is a man or a woman, it doesn't matter.
"What?"
Xiao Xi and Ji Nianqin had the same surprised expression.
"Then I'll put the hairpin on you. Did I get it right? These thick eyebrows suit you very well. Take a closer look. You and Yang Guifei are quite similar."
"Do you know what Yang Guifei looks like?"
Xiao Xi's mouth trembled, and she tilted her head to look at Ji Nianqin, as if she was looking at a mentally ill person, not as a funny person.
"Just kidding, but isn't history taught? Haven't you learned it?"
"Those are just drawings. There's definitely a difference between them and real people."
"That's wrong. Paintings also capture the essence of someone, such as the Tang Dynasty..."
Afterwards, Ji Nianqin and Xiao Xi discussed in detail about Yang Guifei's dressing style and facial makeup, and used examples to cite, leaving the man and the beauties confused.
"You know so much? I just want to take some period costume photos. Can you be my overall image designer?"
"What? I haven't heard of it, but it should be the same as wearing a hairpin, just to make you beautiful, okay. Not only can I be your image designer, I can also introduce you to a costume photography studio. That's where I dress up others. If there are any parts that are not quite right, I can give some suggestions. In short, the customers are generally satisfied."
Xiao Xi was having a great time chatting with Ji Nianqin and had long forgotten about the man.
"Oh, there's someone else here?"
Ji Nianqin saw the bed move suddenly. The man couldn't stand the excessive noise, so he sat on the bed with his bare chest, covering his ears, muttering to Ji Nianqin to put his clothes on him quickly.
Because he couldn't wait to wear a beautiful floral dress, pull up the hem of his skirt, and spin around in an environment with acrylic mirrors on all sides.
"Miss, he is a man. I and my sisters have personally checked him out. He reacts when he sees a beautiful woman."
"Then why does he like women's things?"
"Miss, this might be a special fetish. There's a pancake vendor in front of my house who often likes to wear skirts, but he's not from a minority ethnic group. Why don't you bring him in and call a psychologist to analyze his psychology?"
"Okay, I'll wait here. Let him come now and compare him with this prince."
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