After careful consideration, Mu Changqing still did not decide to publish these poems in Yanbao.

Even though this matter has been promoted in the circle of literati, proactive disclosure and suspicion are different things.

After all, these poems were just lent to Hanhan to show off, and turned around and sold her again. Isn’t this just for nothing to make Yun Zhixi polite?

After bargaining, Zhao Ci received a promise of Mu Changqing's three poems per issue and left with satisfaction.

Mu Changqing didn't stay for long and got up and came out of Qingfeng Tower.

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The room was filled with a warm fragrance of flowers.

The girl held a pastry box and chewed happily, and secretly glanced at the woman who was trying on clothes on the side, with an exaggerated figure.

Isn’t it just going to the young master’s yard for a meal?

Does it take my aunt to pick out a piece of clothing for so long?

"Yu Shui, which of these clothes do you think looks better?"

Qin Mei is very beautiful today.

Bright eyes and favour, and skin is like cream.

The hem of the skirt was flowing, revealing her tender jade feet that were as delicate as snow.

Then the crisp and pleasant ringtone echoed quietly inside the house.

Swallowed the pastry slowly, Qin Youshui dragged her cheeks to observe the clothes, calmed down, but looked a little distressed.

"Aunt, these clothes are too exposed."

"Is that true?"

Qin Mei didn't care when she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Tonight, I went to the young master's yard for dinner. The young master must be there too. Wouldn't my aunt look at her when she dresses like this?"

Pointing to the skirt that was abandoned by Qin Mei at the beginning, Youshui said seriously.

"Youshui still thinks that the plain green one is better."

That one?

Too conservative!

It's not within Qin Mei's consideration at all.

If I were to wear it in front of that person on weekdays, I might pretend to be a little white flower.

Give him a different experience.

But today!

That's different.

"You are still young and you don't understand, so just tell your aunt which of these three is better."

Seeing that his aunt was determined to go on her own, Youshui had to give up persuasion and said with a relatively small amount of exposure.

"Just this one."

"Is this one?"

Nodding, Qin Mei threw the clothes aside.

Then he looked at Youshui with the remaining two pieces smiling.

Um?

One hundred thousand whys appeared in Qin Youshui's mind.

Xiaoyu, who was standing beside her, sighed with her forehead.

My eldest lady.

Do you really can't understand or pretend?

This woman with big breasts is just here to compete with you for men.

Say what to take care of your life.

It has been all day long, and I even had to bring it to the bed for dinner, and I kept saying that person in ten or eight sentences.

It has nothing to do with taking care of your life.

The lady's dog body was already difficult enough.

Not to mention Hua Ji's first win, even this woman is going to join in.

Miss, please be more careful.

If this continues, Mr. Mu will be destined to be with you!!!

Cheer up, Miss!

You can't fall any longer!

I really wanted to remind my little master, but after thinking about the identity of the big-breasted woman in front of me, Xiaoyu was instantly filled with melancholy.

Let’s compare the capital of the two.

Xiaoyu accepted her fate.

never mind!

Miss, please continue to be a salted fish, exuding your delicate beauty alone.

Maybe one day Mr. Mu's taste became weak and he liked this one?

I hope I won’t wait until the day when my family is presbyopia is yellow.

As Youshui's maid.

How will Youshui’s future husband naturally affect Xiaoyu’s lifelong events and her happiness in the second half of her life.

Although I was still a maid after I got married, it would be better to be with a handsome guy and a gentle person.

It can also be enjoyable to see it yourself.

If one day you are interested, give yourself a little rain and dew, and if you are lucky, you will have a son and half of your daughter.

Wouldn't you be able to break away from your slavery and become a small boss in your family?

At present, Mu Changqing meets her various standards.

It’s just that Xiaoyu hates it!

I hate myself for being such a disrespectful master.

It has been two months since I arrived in the suburbs of the city, and opportunities are everywhere, but the two of them have made no progress at all.

If the identities are exchanged, I am afraid that I am already pregnant, and I may even be twins...

Xiaoyu was in the reverie, and the master beside her didn't have as many complicated emotions as she had.

With a little resentment on her pretty face, Youshui put her face on the cold food box and looked at the woman in front of her helplessly.

"Then just wear that one. That one leaks a lot, and the young master will definitely not be able to take his eyes off at that time."

"Is that? Then that's it."

Mei smiled and Qin Mei decided to do it. She originally thought that this dress could better show her figure.

Tonight's banquet is not an ordinary family dinner.

This is related to the size of the future.

Qin Mei still knew it in her heart.

Since Mu Changqing had already had an affair with that woman, Qin Mei never thought that she would enjoy him alone and let him abandon that person. If Mu Changqing really did this, Qin Mei would not be happy.

Although he belonged to a latecomer and the other party put on a "war letter" in the posture of a hostess, then Qin Mei naturally had to show her most beautiful side to fight.

Nothing for anything else, just for the pleasure of the mood.

To make bigger naturally makes people feel more happy than to make smaller ones.

Even if you drink soup, you have to drink the soup that flows out by yourself...

There is no saying that you come first and then come again when competing for favor.

Everyone depends on their ability!

"Youshui, come and help my aunt pick up her hair."

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The official road is quiet, with clear steps. In the tiny sunset curtain, there is a Taoist figure walking slowly.

With the strength of the cup of tea, you can walk home.

But Mu Changqing walked for half an hour.
To be continued...