The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Mu Lingxi's thin and cool lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, but she didn't answer Luo Liyan's question, but looked at Du Xiaowei without question.

"Mr. Mu, this is the only non-revealing dress in the studio..." Du Xiao looked at Mu Lingxi with some embarrassment.

"Huh." Mu Lingxi made a nasal sound mockingly, "It seems that the number one modeling studio in country Z is nothing more than that."

But having said that, he didn't continue to embarrass Du Xiaowei.

After all, between being too beautiful and being too revealing, he would rather be beautiful.

What's more, the little guy I have a crush on, no matter how I try to hide it, it is enough for people to see her at first sight in the crowd.

Du Xiaowei heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly handed over the bill.

Mu Lingxi casually pulled out a dark tie, but Luo Liyan took two steps and pressed his hand down.

"Put on a tie today."

Du Xiao yelled inwardly, his face changed with anxiety.

"Oh, little girl, Mr. Mu's style today is more suitable for a tie. He has good eyesight, and the one in his hand is the best match for his suit." She smiled and wanted to save the day.

Who doesn't know that the president of Mu's hates bow ties the most. After so many years of public appearances, he has never used such a thing.

Because he felt that it looked so silly like a pet.

There was once a rising star in the fashion industry who was awarded an international star. He was not afraid of death to choose a bow tie for him. Within a few days, it was reported that he had been involved in a car accident. He would never be able to hold a paintbrush again, and sadly quit the fashion circle.

Whose handwriting this is, everyone tacitly.

But Luo Liyan didn't care about Du Xiaowei's attitude at all, walked aside, picked out a dark blue thin bow tie and gave it to Mu Lingxi.

"The tie is too serious, it looks a bit depressed, and it's more lively, it matches the dress on me better."

Comparing the words with three words is like the sound of nature, which quickly soothed Mu Lingxi's somewhat depressed heart.

He half bent down and put his head in front of Luo Liyan.

"Come on, you post it for me."

Luo Liyan bit her lower lip lightly, carefully put the bow tie in place, and then adjusted the position.

Then he smiled sweetly, and his eyes were stained with a thick honey color.

"It's so handsome!"

Mu Lingxi straightened up, looked at herself in the mirror, and then patted Luo Liyan on the head with satisfaction.

"Well, I think it's pretty handsome too." He smiled lightly, his brows and eyes were very gentle.

Then with a big wave of his hand, he signed the bill directly, and then hugged Luo Liyan horizontally.

"Come on, I'll take you to eat delicious food."

"You bastard! Do you want to scare me to death?" Luo Liyan screamed, her small pink fist lightly beating on Mu Lingxi's chest, indescribably coquettish.

Looking at the sweet backs of the two of them leaving hand in hand, Du Xiaowei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, in this world, no matter how powerful a person is, there will be a day when he will be surrendered.

It's just that Bailian Steel has suddenly turned into soft fingers, which really makes people feel a little frightened.

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"Who is that woman? The daughter of a rich family?"

"I don't know, I can ask later."

"The one that can be brought by President Mu's arm in arm, shouldn't the identity have already been settled?"

Hearing the chattering discussions of the crowd, Li Wenqian gripped the long skirt tightly in her hands.

This damned Luo Liyan not only snatched away the attention that should belong to her, but also let herself walk behind her like a maidservant, lifting her skirt.