Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Jiang Muyu looked at her with an idiot expression on her face, "This big star, would you like to take some medicine? I can call the mental hospital in this city for you."

How unwilling this woman is, making trouble again and again.

After saying that, you are going to make her heartbroken?

Oh, I'm sorry, what you said before is really right, I don't believe it.

"Look, I know you don't believe me." Lin Xiyu smiled even more proudly, "Auntie Su already knew that I was with Brother Beicheng, she didn't blame me at all, but supported me very much. Jiang Muyu, what are you going to do with me? Compare?"

Does she need to compare with this woman?

Annoying is not annoying!

"Okay, you continue."

Jiang Muyu spread her hands, took out her mobile phone, opened Lu Jiaqi's WeChat window with her head down, and deliberately clicked her voice on her lips, "Baby, there is a psychopath here who has been pestering me, it's really annoying."

The smile on Lin Xiyu's face froze, obviously she didn't expect her to be indifferent.

She sneered, and said, "Let's make you proud for a while, by the way, you still have to film in the next few days, so work hard then."

Jiang Muyu didn't even bother to raise her head, wishing that this woman would disappear before her eyes.

When Lin Xiyu walked out of the dressing room gracefully, she almost breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting on makeup and changing clothes, Jiang Muyu began to look at her own outfit after finishing it.

She was dressed as a student in the period of the Republic of China. With such a top, she felt as if she had aged several years all of a sudden.

"My outfit is the 16-year-old girl herself." Jiang Muyu smiled in the mirror.

Turning around in front of the mirror, she took a few photos of herself with her mobile phone, and then picked and picked out a photo that she thought was the most beautiful and tender, and sent it directly to First Young Master Huo.

And accompanied by a row of text:

"Nianhua cardamom, [-] years!"

After sending, Jiang Muyu looked at the eight characters she sent, and felt that she was very educated.

The picture and text match, it is a perfect match!
Husband, come and praise me!

A few seconds later, Huo Dashao replied with a message: "Change a set."

Jiang Muyu: "Why why, this costume is so beautiful!"

Huo Dashao: "I'll ask someone to send you a new one."

Jiang Muyu looked at the message from the man with a dark expression on his face, completely unable to understand why he had to change.

And Young Master Huo's efficiency is obviously very high, a person who looks like a small helper quickly brought over a few sets of clothes that were the same as her costume.

After Jiang Muyu carefully compared the two clothes, she found...the only difference was the size.

The clothes that Young Master Huo sent over are a bit looser overall.

Jiang Muyu blinked, compared her hands, and couldn't help asking.

"Master Huo, what's the difference between these clothes?"

"Loose!"

Jiang Muyu: "..." So apart from being loose, what's the difference? She obviously feels that this suit fits her body better.

Huo Beicheng: "Chest, loose."

Looking at the three words added by someone, Jiang Muyu froze instantly.

Then she looked up into the full-length mirror. Because the clothes on her body fit well, the position of her chest was set off more prominently.

So, this man is because of this?
Looking at the three words on the phone, Jiang Muyu couldn't help laughing——

"Master Huo, are you naive or not?"