A black tight Hip Wrap Skirt with a skirt hem that can cover the root of the thighs. Except for the chest and lower body, the rest are perspective black gauze. Wearing it is no different from not wearing it.

Her eyes slowly moved up and saw her playing with her hair, dark and big Long wavy hair and Qi bangs were dyed yellow by her, and Qi bangs were also made into a middle score. A small face with a big palm was made up with a big heavy makeup and blue beautiful pupils. The false eyelashes were terrible like two rows of big fans.

Feng churui frowned lightly and made no secret of her disgust with her dress. Wu Xuewei naturally saw the contempt at the bottom of his eyes and suddenly smiled: "why, uncle Feng doesn't like me? Since he is so disgusted, it's just out of sight."

Feng churui said solemnly, "Wu Xuewei, don't make yourself a too younger sister."

"What's the matter with Taimei?" Wu Xuewei disagreed. "Isn't Taimei human? Isn't Taimei a citizen of mayor Feng?"

"I'm ashamed of having a citizen like you."

"Don't worry, even if I lose face and make people shameless, it's my own business. It has nothing to do with you."

Feng churui's tone increased and there was a sign of anger: "Wu Xuewei..."

"If Uncle Feng is all right, I'll go in and play." Wu Xuewei is too lazy to continue the dialogue with him, because she won't get any benefit at all. Not only that, she will be completely hurt by his disgusting eyes.

Since no one loves her flawed heart, can she love herself.

Call up Qiao Lun and those friends. Wu Xuewei and her party go to the bar. Behind them, Feng churui's voice comes——

"If it weren't for rain and sunshine, do you think I would take care of your shit?"

Wu Xuewei suddenly paused. Jolen asked them why she didn't go. She smiled and asked them to go first. Jolen looked uneasily, turned around and looked at Feng churui, and reluctantly went in with those friends.

Wu Yuqing?

So Wu Yuqing asked him to come?

It's ironic. He came when his fiancee asked him to come. Although he didn't want to care about her anymore, his fiancee spoke, and he endured discomfort.

Turning around, Wu Xuewei slowly walked up to him and looked at his handsome and elegant face. It was such a handsome face. The owner of this face had given her a lot of love, but now, what else was in his eyes except his disgust for her?

It was such a face that she plunged into single love and couldn't extricate herself until she was ruthlessly rejected.

He should have died, but why did he come back to the city with him?

It's whimsical. I thought there would be a miracle, didn't I?

"Uncle Feng, when I was 18, I summoned up the courage to tell you. Do you remember what you said to me?" Wu Xuewei asked with a smile. There was water light floating in the fundus of her eyes.

Feng churui still stood upright and his eyes fell lightly on her face. Of course, she wouldn't think that such a focused eye represents any meaning. It's just his good self-restraint. When talking to people, looking at people is a minimum respect.

When secretary Wu heard this, he automatically walked away for a few meters.

He didn't speak. He didn't know whether he didn't want to speak or didn't remember. Wu Xuewei raised her head, blinked hard, and blinked back her tears. "You said, we can't, you can't love me, and you can't love me. You said, my confession makes you feel sick. I've always regarded me as a niece. I suddenly confessed to you, and you'll have a kind of chaos. Lun's nausea."