Chapter 82

Muliye means that since he is Ji Wanbai's friend, he doesn't want to be his wife. He knows that Ji Wanbai doesn't attach so much importance to class.

But when he heard this, another meaning came out of the woman's ears. He said that he could not call her little lady, but also said servant!

"Asshole, it's you!" Ji Wanbai feels more and more aggrieved. Does he treat her as a servant?

The mourning face wrinkled into a ball, and Jin Douzi said, "asshole, you don't want me to go to work, you have to force me to be a servant in Banli Bay, Wuwuwuwu..."

"Who made you a servant?" Mu Li looked at Ji Wanbai beside him at night in a daze. The woman was baffled!

"You..."

The car stops at the door of the villa, and muliye is about to call her, ready to ask a clear question.

As soon as I looked back, the woman had fallen asleep on the back of the chair, her body was still tight, and her small head had fallen under her neck

Mu Li shakes his head and laughs helplessly. This woman is really

After scolding him, he fell asleep, and he had a good sleep!

He got out of the car neatly and closed the door gently

…… ……

The next morning, Ji Wanbai was awakened by miroja's phone call.

"Oh, it's the sun coming out in the West today. Miss Mi called me so early." When Ji Wanbai answered the phone, he looked at the time. It was only 8:40 in the morning.

It's certainly not too early for ordinary people, but for miroja, who is singing all night, it should be regarded as a short time for her to go to sleep.

"Did you go to bed early yesterday? And I haven't been out for a long time. What's the matter with you today? Why don't you go shopping with me?" Miroja's voice was clear, and it didn't sound like a hangover.

"Yes, I'll see you in the mall when you were two children?" Ji Wanbai quickly agrees. She hasn't met miroja for a long time.

Two hours ago, outside the mall.

Ji Wanbai bought two cups of coffee, one of which she has already drunk

"Oh, how fast it's coming!" Ji Wanbai looks up and drinks coffee, and the coffee in his hand is taken away.

Ji Wanbai is not surprised: "little girl, you are not welcome!"

Ji Wanbai looked back at miroja, and suddenly he was speechless: "Jiajia, have you changed your style?"

Today, the girl is wearing a light colored dress with a pair of white shoes and enchanting wine red wavy long hair. Now she has turned into a black shawl with long hair and a black bag of rotten street style.

"Well, I'll take a gentle route today." Miroja's face was filled with constant pride.

This kind of expression makes Ji Wanbai feel that she doesn't recognize the wrong person. This miroja is still miroja. Her dress is really weird. She remembers that miroja hates black bags most.

Her dressing style has always been more bright, but this life, it is too weird!

"Talk to people!" Ji Wan white coldly looking at her, eyebrows frivolous, quite a kind of questioning meaning.

Miroja bited her lips in distress, took Ji Wanbai's arm and went on to the shopping mall: "I just recently signed up for a class to learn fashion design."

"Fashion design? What kind of class do you apply for? Do you major? My original university can introduce you to the audience... " Ji Wanbai immediately excitedly introduces that he is familiar with this aspect, and can help her find out some ways to avoid detours.

But on second thought, I found something wrong: "why did you suddenly go to fashion design?"

"I want to do something and earn some money. Although the money left by my old man and the rent of those real estate are enough for me to spend my whole life, I have nothing to do all day. I met some elder sisters in the bar a few days ago. They are online shop owners, and then they live broadcast online. I think it's feasible!" Miroja's eyes were firm and didn't look like a joke.

After hearing this, Ji Wanbai nodded with approval: "it's OK. When I buy clothes, I will go to those online stores to buy them. The style is very novel, and some of them are of good quality!"

"Really? Do you think it's possible? " Miroja was so happy.

"Well, do you want to cooperate with them?" Ji Wanbai is a little worried. She is not prejudiced against the people who go to the bar, but she is a table friend who has fun.

Is it reliable to talk about doing business and making money together so soon?

Miroja raised her finger and shook it gently: "of course not. I don't trust them. I don't think about you."

"Me? Do you want me to go live with you and open an online shop? " Ji Wanbai was surprised.

It's not convenient for her to read all kinds of actions now. Even before, she also wanted to be a good designer. At least at the present stage, she doesn't have any plans to open her own shop.

Miroja's head shook even harder: "you think, dare you?"

"What do you mean?" Ji Wan white pie pie mouth, this wench again poke own pain.

"I mean, hey, hey!" Miroja said with a smile: "I mean, I'll be with you. I'll do the live broadcast and store, and you'll be responsible for the clothes and purchase. How about that?"

"That's a good idea, but now I'm..." Ji Wanbai hesitated.

For one thing, I don't know if Mu Li will make trouble for her. For another, she doesn't want to be here. For another, she only has half a bucket of water to design her own clothes.

When she made her concerns clear, miroga was relieved: "I thought you were worried about what? Isn't there me? I have to try some styles of clothes that I can control. No, it's not a gentle route today, but I feel strange about all the clothes! "

"This dress is not strange, it's you!" Ji Wanbai hit the nail on the head to say the key of the matter.

"I wonder?"

"There's nothing wrong with your clothes, but your collocation is too rigid, and your hair makes you look like you've come from the last century!" Ji Wanbai looked at her, which was not suitable for her dress. She was speechless.

"Well, your hair is not straight, is it?" Ji Wanbai still likes to see the girl with curly hair.

Mi ruojia shook his head happily: "of course not. I'm trying water. How can I make such a big sacrifice? My hair is clamped with a straight board, and the color is spray!"

"That's good, that's good. Let's go and wash our heads first!" Ji Wanbai takes miroja's hand and goes straight to the barber shop.