Chapter 392: Did you change your style today?

After washing, Qiao Mianmian went downstairs after changing clothes.
Ren met her and greeted him respectfully: "Mrs. Young, good morning."
Qiao Mianmian smiled at him: "Lei Guan, good morning."
"The young master is already waiting for you in the dining room." Ren said.
Qiao Mianmian nodded and walked towards the dining room.
In the dining room, she was surprised to see Mo Yesi also changed clothes and sat at the dining table.
He was drinking with a cup of coffee.
His slender fingers look good, and the gesture of holding the coffee cup is like a piece of art.
Wait, this doesn't seem to be the point.
The point is, she actually saw Mo Yesi wearing a dark purple shirt!
He usually wears two colors of black and white, white appears to be cold, black appears to be ascetic and mature, Qiao Mianmian never thought about what he would look like in other colors.
His skin is white, still the kind of cool white that is partial to the vampire type, and the facial features are very deep. At first glance, it is really a bit of a sight of the vampire count.
Such skin color and face value, coupled with his comparable supermodel figure, can naturally control any kind of clothes.
Qiao Mianmian watched Mo Yesi wearing a purple shirt for the first time.
It looks countless times better than she imagined.
It is totally different from his usual feeling.
His whole temperament has become evil.
Qiao Mianmian opened his eyes wide and stood at the door of the dining room, staring at him froze for a few seconds.
"What are you doing standing there, come and eat."
It wasn't until Mo Yesi called her out that she had recovered.
She blinked, trying to make sure she was wrong.
After confirming that Mo Yesi was indeed wearing a dark purple shirt, she slowly walked towards him.
She sat down beside him.
Mo Yesi handed her the freshly warm milk.
Qiao Mianmian took it over, took a few sips of milk while holding the glass, and his eyes fell upon him, looking curiously.
Mo Yesi turned her head and squeezed her face: "What are you looking at?"
Qiao Mianmian stared at the luxury shirt of some luxury brand on his body and couldn't help asking: "You changed the style today?"
"Huh?" Mo Yesi raised an eyebrow.
"I saw you wearing a shirt of this color for the first time." Qiao Mianmian stared at him again for a few seconds, and his face was a bit hot. "I thought, your black wardrobe is white except for black clothes, there is no other color. Yes."
I always feel that Mo Yesi looks so evil and so good. She is a little afraid to look at him.
Mo Yesi: "..."
Before, this was indeed the case.
Most of these two colors are in his closet, and rarely wear clothes of other colors.
These were purchased by Rennes at the mall yesterday.
Ryan worked very efficiently. Yesterday he bought a cabinet of clothes, pants and ties in various colors and hung them in his closet.
Ryan bought the shirt on his body.
Mo Yesi was silent and asked, "What do you think?"
"what?"
"Cough." He coughed softly. "Will it not suit me?"
"No!" Qiao Mianmian said immediately, "It looks good."
The man froze, his lips raised, and there was a pleasant smile in his eyes: "Really beautiful?"
"Well, really!" Qiao Mianmian raised three fingers, indicating that he had never lied, "Super nice, very suitable for you. In fact, I always think you can try other styles of clothes, of course, I don't mean You don't look good in white and black, just..."