A man with little fame will not have a low taste. Including how to dress up his woman.

  Look at this set of clothes that Wei Xiaobai personally found for her:

  Jean Paul Louboutin from on white half-body skirt. Bvlgari gold necklace.

  She followed Xiao Bai out, and when she heard the news, Holland's sister rushed over with a face full of anger. Seeing this girl walking out, they all stood still in satisfaction, two or three steps away from her, their little eyes scanning up and down in a curved motion, expressing admiration.

  Her hair was still slightly damp, her lips were red and her teeth were white. She looked like a lotus flower rising out of the water. Lian Qi Shun couldn't help but think that Wei Xiao Bai had really put his heart into dressing her up. She originally had the air of an old noble family's elegance and refinement. This outfit was very much in line with that style.

  Her face is naturally rosy, not because of the clothes she's wearing. She's been dressed in silk and fed jade since childhood, able to suppress her pride. It's just that with so many people staring, it makes one feel awkward.

  The Dutch girl didn't come forward either. She snapped her fingers. "Ta Wei." She crooked her index finger at her.

  Taiwei hastily went over.

  As if nobody was there. The Dutch sister led Ta Wei to the bar. The bartender stretched out five fingers. "Five-year-old mature plum wine." Then, he beckoned to Xiao Bai on the other side. "Wei Xiao Bai." He pointed to the wine. On the other side, Wei Xiao Bai had his hands in the pockets of his fashionable trousers, smiling and nodding his head with a carefree attitude. "It's all on me." He turned around and followed Qi Shun elsewhere.

  The Dutch sister turned her face and looked at her for a while. Her words were heavy with emotion. "This is the third team of horses. You need to control them steadily."

  Taiwei's face fell and he lowered his head in bitterness.

  At this time, the wine was handed over to her. Taiwei picked it up and took a sip. The plum wine is of Japanese system. A small cup was served one by one.

  "Five days ago I went downstairs to dump the dregs. Had a fall and... anyway, woke up in this cave with Han Yingqin."

  Han Yingqin.

  "Cough. Can't explain it right now. You come with me back home for a bit and just say I've been with you these past few days, so my dad won't worry."

  The Dutch girl nodded. Thought for a moment and then narrowed her eyes at her. "Han Yingqin, fourth team."

  Taiwei lowered his head again with a bitter expression.

  The Dutch sister shook her head directly. "You're going to worship Buddha now. This year is also too attractive."

  Taiwei nodded. "We should go pay our respects."

  Two women clinked glasses and drank with abandon. They whispered to each other, their conversation a gentle hum. The atmosphere was lively, yet refined. Wei Xiaobai walked by, carrying an old-fashioned paper bag in his hand. He caught sight of them just as they were finishing off the last drops. After drinking, she didn't bother to savor the taste. She simply wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

  The small paper bag was still filled with the medicine that had been stuffed into her small meat pouch. It was for nourishing Qi and blood. Xiao Bai wanted to raise her to be even more tender.

  Just about to walk over, stopped in his tracks.

  Because. Saw a man walking in. Absolutely top-notch. At first glance, he was startled and jumped down from the high stool.

  "Dad."

  Xiao Bai raised an eyebrow. Look at this family of monsters. I really didn't expect her old man to have such a temperament.

  Holland also hastily stood up, curved his eyes and smiled like a doll. "Uncle Gao."

  Gao Yun didn't make a sound. He first nodded slightly towards Holland and then shifted his gaze, smiling faintly as he stared at him.

  No doubt. This body is very colorful. Gao Yun suddenly had a feeling of "my family has a daughter who has just grown up". Where did our family's Gao Yun go wrong? Gao Yun's facial features look like her grandmother's when examined closely. A kind of extremely delicate and subtle charm. When she concentrates her mind, she is especially interested. Her eyes are full of an aura of wisdom that is hard to resist. She appears foolish but is actually wise. She has become even more lazy and charming. Gao Yun always thinks she herself is stupid. That's because everyone has their own strengths. She is not outstanding in science subjects. But who can read "Yuefu" at the age of six? Tell you, "Dad, ambition does not come from family or country, words do not depart from sorrowful thoughts".

  My wife is my treasure.

  Gao Yun suddenly felt his eyes getting moist...

  She saw her father like this, but was a little anxious. "Dad..." She didn't dare to get close either.

  At this time, Gao Yun was smiling warmly. He took off his coat and walked over to put it on her. "It's cool outside. You're beautiful, but don't catch a cold."

  To be honest. To be honest...

  Daddy looks so cool taking off his jacket.

  Her father's handsome appearance when putting a coat on his daughter is so cool.

  Dutch sister's eyes are very heart-wrenching. Among men. Dutch sister admires her father the most, he is super handsome.

  It's not just the Dutch sister. This is a place of enchantment. Openly and secretly, many beautiful eyes are gazing at him. When something even more breathtaking appears, everything will be captivated.

  To be honest. Still to be honest...

  Who would have thought this is a father and daughter?

  Beauty makes everything ambiguous...

  Wei Xiaobai never got any closer. This is a taboo that everyone knows, yet it's precisely this kind of forbidden feeling that's so intense and overwhelming. It's like poison spreading throughout her entire body. Making the woman look even more... lustful.

  In fact, it's not just Wei Xiaobai who feels this way.

  When Gao returned home with his daughter, they got off the car.

  Gong Xiaoyue, who had been hiding in the dark, caught a glimpse of Rourou wearing her father's coat. Those high heels. Those long legs...

  Gong Xiaoyue was also caught by this "sense of prohibition" and her breathing was choked. Her scalp felt numb.

  Too flashy.