AHERN shrugged and took a photo of the photo: "How can you poke through a gentleman's most affectionate confession?"

After taking the photo, AHERN just wanted to speak, and saw Ye Qianmo disagree with the eyes. As soon as the talked, the words changed to Xia Youxin in English: "Beautiful, the beautiful girl, as a beautiful girl who did not wear a skirt in the UK society

But it's a pity. "

AHERN nodded towards the housekeeper standing next to him. The housekeeper then walked to Xia Youxin. Xia Youxin thanked in English fluent and got up and followed the housekeeper to leave.

"Why don't you tell your lover?" After Xia Youxin left, Ahern looked at Xia Youxin's back.

Ye Qianmo's fingers gently hit the desktop with rhythm, and said with a low tone: "If you don't want me to send ten women to your bed at night, you will twist me back now."

AHERN shrugged and asked curiously: "I rarely see you so much to a lover."

Ye Qianmo smashed the photo to remind Ahern to return to his mind.

Xia Youxin came to a room with the housekeeper, and several foreign women hurriedly greeted them.

The full British court skirt, Xia Youxin said incredible: "I'm going to wear these?"

The maid nodded and came to the wardrobe around Xia Youxin. Three or four servants kept holding the skirt in the cabinet for Xia Youxin to choose.

People have brought chest wrap and whale bone hanger.

In the living room, AHERN released Ye Qianmo on the projector and was not a strange figure. "KIU, Italy is currently the largest black -handed party leader, but it is said that it has disappeared for a long time, and some people say that the current power of power has not been him.

one person."

Ye Qianmo asked in a deep voice: "How to find him?"

Ahern shrugged, "As a British gentleman, I don't like the rough aesthetic style of Italy, but it is said that KIU like jewelry very much, you can touch your luck there."

The housekeeper walked in front of AHERN lightly, Ahern's eyes shouted towards the door, and Xia Youxin, who was wearing a traditional British noble skirt, praised: "You Xin, you are like the most beautiful roses in the UK, damn it, I am

Be sure to draw your beauty. "

Ye Qianmo sat on the sofa without moving, but his eyes were faintly shiny. The complicated white ripple divided the skirt into a sense of layering.

Show the smooth forehead.

"Very beautiful." Ye Qianmo nodded.

Xia Youxin shyly avoided the two people at the scene, and wanted to take a few steps, forgot the characteristics of the over -length British skirt, stepped on the right foot on his left foot, crooked towards the way forward.

"Youxin." Ahern shouted in a hurry, trying to reach out, a black figure in front of his eyes flashed, and Xia Youxin's waist was very fast.

With a click, AHERN took the camera on his hand to shoot the two. "So fast, it seems that Qian Mo's Chinese kung fu is stronger." Ahern praised.

Ye Qianmo dragged Xia Youxin's hands to go through the way, Ahern looked at Ye Qianmo's back seriously: "Qian Mo, Xiaochun knows you are back."
Chapter completed!