Jiang Pengji has just stepped into the backyard. Huijun has been waiting by the door for a long time.

With a gentle and decent smile on his face, he knelt down and bowed down to greet him.

"You've worked hard, but today's meeting is going well?"

Huijun gets up and reaches for the hat and Wat board that Jiang Pengji has removed. Her eyes are soft, like a clear spring water.

Even though she used makeup to make her face lose five points, her gentle and virtuous temperament still stirred the hearts of the audience in the live studio.

[Guo Jia is not a country]: I really envy ancient men. No wonder they all like to hug left and right. They can receive gentle condolences from their lovely wife every day when they come home from work. This alone can make people forget their worries for a day... By the way, I'm a sister.

[Xun Weibu Gou or]: upstairs, you can make some money to support your family and let your male ticket stay at home to meet your wife and teach your children.

[Jia Xu is not Jia Yu]: seconded to Xun Lingjun's proposal.

The audience has seen Huijun's real face. To put it bluntly, Huijun's appearance can kill all the female stars in the entertainment industry.

In terms of appearance value alone, she is definitely a goddess figure that is difficult to shake. According to make complaints about the audience, Hui Jun's face has become the cosmetic template of the bar cosmetic surgery hospital. The entertainment circle's stars follow suit, so we can see how excellent the appearance of Hui Jun is.

"There were some twists and turns, but it went well."

Hui Jun was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and asked, "why does Lang Jun have to restore her identity at this time?"

Jiang Pengji explained, "now this opportunity is not too powerful. It can attract opposition from all over the world, but it is not too small. It can be bullied by others. If we show our true identity when our power continues to grow, it will undoubtedly make the enemy forces stick together and criticize me."

Huijun looks dejected, her fingers rolling up her sleeves.

"I'm ashamed that I can't continue to help my husband."

Jiang Pengji rubbed her hair funny.

"The first half of my life has been too hard. Enjoy the rest of my life. I'll handle these things properly without you continuing to sacrifice."

The beauty trick is not only an expedient measure, but also a fair deal between Jiang Pengji and Huijun.

Now that the transaction has been settled, she can't push Huijun out of the fire into it.

"If you feel bored, when you return to maruju, I'll send you a task so that you don't do these maid's work all day."

Huijun smiled and joked, "it's a great blessing to be able to serve your husband. I took the job from the maid around you."

"I don't know. I'm so popular."

Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes and laughed at herself.

"There are many things you don't know." Huijun followed Jiang Pengji a step behind her. "By the way, since Lang Jun has recovered his true identity, he needs to adjust his clothes? It doesn't seem very good to show people in men's clothes all day..."

"Oh, prepare several sets of women's clothes. Just be simple and clean."

Whether it's men's or women's clothes, Jiang Pengji has no preference, as long as it's convenient to move.

Huijun has already prepared. She takes out a plate from the back hall with two sets of women's clothes stacked on it.

"This is what the slave did in his spare time. Mr. Lang, try it and see how big it is?"

When Jiang Pengji looked at the style and size of the clothes, she knew that Huijun had made them for her.

"OK."

Fortunately, there was no big difference between men's and women's clothes in ancient times. Jiang Pengji was not at a loss when she first came into contact with women's shirts.

Untie the heavy white cloth wrapped in her chest and liberate the long suppressed career line. She breathed long and felt the whole air fresh.

Jiang Pengji looked down and muttered, "it's wise to recover her identity at this time... Otherwise she will suffocate one day..."

Because of his physical optimization, Liu Xi's lean body grew very well. He was not only tall, but also developed well in his career line.

Huijun is so well prepared that she even has private things like her belly pocket.

Jiang Pengji raised her hand and pinched the career line that is hard to relax. It seems necessary to toss the bra. After all, she can't treat herself badly.

Before long, Jiang Pengji was dressed neatly.

"It looks strange..."

She pulled her sleeves. The blouse was green as a whole. It was neither too lively nor too old-fashioned.

It's just that there's always a weird feeling of women's clothing bosses.

Looking at Jiang Pengji's dress, Huijun, who was waiting outside, saw it and laughed directly.

"You haven't changed your bun yet."

Wearing a man's bun and a woman's dress, it's naturally awkward.

Jiang Pengji has been in this world for so many years. Up to now, she can only comb a big ponytail. Naturally, she needs help from others.

Huijun doesn't wear any rich and cumbersome bun for her. Instead, she chooses the most ordinary cloud bun. In addition, there are no redundant hair accessories. Not to mention the tortoiseshell hairpin or step shaking, even women didn't get it. As for those exquisite jewelry, they didn't wear it.

"It's so simple and clean that even the servant girls served by your husband wear one or two plain silver hairpins..."

As she spoke, Huijun raised her hand to help Jiang Pengji trim her eyebrows, which was two points less fierce and two points more gentle.

Jiang Pengji closed her eyes and let Huijun move around on her face.

"But Lang Jun is not suitable for those rich and luxurious decorations. Lang Jun is different from those women who love appearance."

She wanted to choose a pair of pearl earrings for Jiang Pengji to wear. Finally, she found that she had no ear holes at all.

Jiang Pengji opened her eyes and looked at the heroic girl in the bronze mirror. She pulled the corners of her mouth. Finally, she didn't have the weird feeling of a big man in women's clothes.

"Lang Jun's lips are a little white. A little Rouge will be better... That's good."

Jiang Pengji opened a live studio, and 150000 viewers flocked to it, and then——

[Meier Niang]: what about the anchor? Where's the anchor?

[withering into dust]: something big has happened. The anchor is gone!

The audience in the live studio subconsciously looked for the familiar young figure, and was stunned to find that there was no anchor figure in the live studio picture.

[magic Purple Star Pendant]: wait -- the little sister next to Huijun's little sister... Isn't she the anchor?

The crowd stared at Jiang Pengji's face. It was the anchor's face.

[Mo Lingyin]: after chasing the live broadcast for so many years, I finally saw the anchor wearing women's clothes. I feel I have no regrets in my life.

[Back Mountain and shallow water]: I thought I would see the anchor of Vajra Barbie Nezha version. I didn't expect it to be very beautiful.

Jiang Pengji is not a girl's man, but her face is heroic. Wearing women's clothes and a bun, people will not doubt that she is a man.

All of a sudden, the barrage of the whole live studio became an exclamation point representing shock and panic.

Jiang Pengji took a puff from the corner of her eye, which restrained her impulse to forcibly close the live studio.

"Huijun, will you scare people when you say I go out like this?"

Hui Jun covers her lips and smiles. "Lang Jun is dressed in men's clothes. He is natural and handsome. Changing women's clothes is full of heroism. How can he scare people?"

Jiang Pengji said, "not necessarily."