The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

"You man, just now you said that you can be punished for anything, but now you want to say nothing?"

"Nothing." He smiled ingratiatingly, "My wife will be punished, and I will bear it."

The punishment clothes were of course prepared by Xiao Chuchu.

And of course quiet.

When Xiao Chuchu told Wen Jing about this, she was surprised and found it interesting.

It just so happened that she could take revenge.

Anyway, Chu Chu also gave Gu Yichi the chance to choose clothes.

Xiao Chuchu chose a sequined slim dress.

The sides are also forked, and a long golden curly wig is put on the head, and finally a pair of eight centimeter high heels are worn on the feet.

Wen Jing also chose a skirt, but she wore fluff on the skirt, a headband with rabbit ears on her head, and a pair of stockings from the same series on her feet.

These clothes generally run small in size and are not available in men's sizes.

But who are they, a phone call will be arranged according to their current situation.

Half an hour later, all the clothes were delivered to them.

"Go and change it."

Xiao Chuchu said with a smile.

Li Zijie looked at the bag of clothes in his hand, and resigned himself to change.

After Gu Yichi learned that the clothes were chosen by Wen Jing, he stared at Wen Jing with a different nose and face.

Wen Jing is not afraid, she thinks it is funny to think of him dancing in that outfit for a while.

After changing his clothes, Li Zijie walked out indifferently.

He really didn't think there was anything, as long as she was happy, he was willing to do anything for her.

But Gu Yichi was different, his back molars had been bitten angrily several times.

That dead woman actually chose such a suit for him.

Not only should you wear rabbit ear hair accessories on your head.

Wear fluffy bracelets on your wrists.

I almost didn't wear it on my ankle!

Wait, wait for him, he will prepare a hundred and eighty sets of such clothes when he goes back.

He wants her to wear it for him every day!

Unknowingly, Gu Yichi thought of asking Wen Jing to change into this kind of clothes...

All of a sudden, blood flowed from his forehead.

The blood in the soles of the feet rushed upwards.

Two streams of blood come together...

let him exhale through his nostrils,

Increased a few degrees...

"Come out."

Li Zijie's voice interrupted him, he came back to his senses, pulled his clothes and asked, "Would you be able to see people dressed like this?"

Li Zijie looked at his clothes and said jokingly, "Not to mention, the quiet taste is good, it suits you."

"..."

Xiao Chuchu outside announced to everyone present that there would be a dance show, and everyone in the villa gathered together.

Xiao Chuchu also asked someone to set up a camera in the dark.

Wen Jing directly held a camera in her hand, and waited for Gu Yichi to come out.

Xiao Chuchu sent someone to ask if they were ready.

Before the sender had time to ask, Li Zijie and Gu Yichi came out.

Everyone was stunned.

How did Lord Jie and Young Master Gu dress up like this?

Is this still their master?

Questions kept flashing through the minds of the servants and bodyguards.

Li Zixuan laughed out loud after seeing her brother's attire.

So did Wen Jing and Xiao Chuchu.

Along with their laughter, the servants and bodyguards suppressed their laughter.

Gu Yichi was taken aback, and gave them a warning look.

Li Zijie raised his eyebrows, "You warned me wrong, Miss Wen is the one who smiles the happiest."

Following his words, Gu Yichi looked over.

Sure enough, the woman Wen Jing burst out laughing.

Don't talk about laughing, she is still taking pictures with the camera.

Gu Yichi's face was so dark that ink dripped out.

He withdrew his gaze and sneered at Li Zijie, "Don't ridicule me, I see your stomach hurts from laughing."

Li Zijie's gaze was always on Xiao Chuchu, making her laugh out loud, and the corner of his mouth curled up from his heart.

The clothes were not in vain.

"As long as she's happy."

Gu Yichi glanced at him suspiciously, "Wife slave?"