MTL - Everyone Thinks That the Fake Daughter Has Deep Problems-Chapter 106 picking the moon

Mingyue didn't sleep well that night, she didn't know why she had an inexplicable expectation in her heart, or she was excited

After so long, the relationship between them and Mingjiao has unknowingly eased, but there is no clear positioning.

Although it was largely because of Tang Xiaoyu that she came back this time, it seemed that she still didn't plan to stay for a long time, but it was a good change.

More importantly, this kind of good change should not be interrupted by external forces, such as my aunt.

Thinking of her aunt, Mingyue couldn't help feeling a bit gloomy. She didn't know what the end result between them and her aunt would be, and the sisters didn't intend to let her intervene in this matter.

Mingyue thought for a while, but couldn't think of too many clues, so she couldn't help but sighed softly.

She fell asleep in a daze, and when she woke up again, the sky was already bright.

After Mingyue woke up, there was only one clearest thought among the many thoughts last night, and that was that Mingjiao was coming over today.

She woke up suddenly, and quickly grabbed the mobile phone next to the bed to check the time, and found that it was getting late.

I don't know if she's here or not?

The sound insulation of the room is very good. If it is not deliberately making some noise, Mingyue cannot hear the movement outside.

With somewhat complicated and expectant thoughts, she quickly tidied herself up, and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.

Before she went downstairs, she heard someone talking, her eyes lit up unconsciously, and she walked to the handrail of the stairs very lightly and looked down.

Sure enough, Mingjiao came, and she was instructing the servants to bring in two rows of hangers. On the hangers were all kinds of Hanfu, all kinds of styles, long and short, narrow and wide sleeves.

Probably aware of her gaze, Mingjiao quickly turned around, raised her head and looked in her direction.

Mingyue instinctively felt a little uncomfortable, after all, the conclusion of their meeting last time was still not very pleasant.

Mingjiao narrowed her eyes and waved at her, smiling like a cunning white fox, "Oh, little black cat."

Mingyue, "..."

She was as annoying as ever.

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Mingjiao looked at the little girl and shrank her head back again. After knowing it, she felt that she remembered the reminder from the system that your sister is not just your sister.

She decided to try her best to control her desire to tease cats in the next time.

Tang Xiaoyu was standing beside her, watching her order the servants to bring in all the clothes, and a large cardboard box behind them.

"I think, you know we can only wear one suit at most each of us."

Mingjiao turned her head and glanced at her, and found that people with a cold personality may have a hidden poisonous tongue attribute, the difference is only in how much it contains.

"That big box is for Ming Wei, remember to ask her to open it for herself at night, so that there will be surprises."

Tang Xiaoyu saw a kind of malicious intentions from Ming Jiaoxiao's slight expression, and she was a little helpless, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only turn her eyes to the only handbag with white gilt letters in her hand.

"There are also clothes in here?"

Mingjiao stretched out her thin white fingers and scratched her face, "It's clothes, but it's for mom. Will she come back on Hanfu Festival?"

Tang Xiaoyu looked at her, "If you want to see her, you can call her yourself."

Mingjiao turned her eyes away uncomfortably, she felt that in Tang Xiaoyu's eyes she must be very much like a spoiled child.

But in fact, her purpose is very simple, she just wants to please her future mother-in-law in advance.

But this kind of thing can't be explained.

Tang Xiaoyu was thinking that perhaps on the surface it seemed that Mingjiao had the deepest conflict with her sister, but in fact the gap between her and her mother was even deeper.

Maybe the more you care about it, the more awkward the relationship between them will be, and the harder it will be to resolve.

"Can I see it?" she asked.

"Of course." Mingjiao still likes to show her finished designs to others, especially Tang Xiaoyu.

She took out an off-white cheongsam from the inside. The buckle was made of pearls, and there were faintly visible patterns on the hem.

"The design style of the cheongsam I brought this time is relatively simple, but I think white is very suitable for her. There are two more in the Rose Garden, one is ink orchid, and the other is wisteria color, but they are both in the design stage."

Mingjiao is always very excited when she mentions what she is good at, "This cheongsam can also be worn with a shawl. Look, I brought the shawl too. There is also a swan gray rose brooch on it for decoration."

"If she comes back tomorrow, you can give her this cheongsam. If not, let's talk about it later."

It is impossible to deliver it in person, at least not yet, she is not ready to meet her parents in every sense.

Tang Xiaoyu caressed the finely embroidered pattern on the cheongsam, and shook his head slightly when he heard the words, "You are really awkward."

Mingjiao, "..."

I'm really not arrogant, listen to my explanation.

Mingjiao was slandering herself so secretly, when she heard the footsteps upstairs approaching from far to near, she turned around and saw that Mingyue had come downstairs, and she was also looking at her with complicated eyes.

"..."

You also listen to my explanation.

Forget it, you can't explain it, just think whatever you like.

Mingjiao is tired and decides to show off.

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Ming Yue looked like she had just woken up, wearing a pair of cartoon slippers with a cat pattern on her feet, and her shoulder-length hair was a little messy.

Mingjiao looked around, "Did I come too early, you haven't had breakfast yet?"

Strictly speaking, it is still in the morning category, so she is checking to see if her sister is at home, but judging from the current situation, the busy person should not be there.

Tang Xiaoyu said warmly to Mingyue, "I left you breakfast, go and eat."

Mingyue nodded, and went obediently.

Seeing Mingyue disappearing at the door of the restaurant, Tang Xiaoyu turned his head again and looked at Mingjiao with eyes as dark as thick ink, "She knew you were coming yesterday, she was very happy."

Mingjiao could understand her subtext, and felt guilty for a while, "I know, I will try not to trouble her and get along with her well."

She felt that she was really scumbag towards the Ming family, and the Ming family was very kind to her, and they felt happy when she responded one point, and they seemed to be satisfied if she responded three points.

"Sometimes I really feel that they are really infatuated with me."

Tang Xiaoyu said silently, "..."

From Mingjiao, she can always feel that there is a language in the world called Wuyan, and she doesn't know whether to praise her for being a scumbag or tell her not to use adjectives indiscriminately.

Mingjiao quickly smiled and rubbed her hands, "Are you scolding me in your heart now? Let's go, let's try on the clothes first."

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There is also an unused cloakroom on the first floor, and the space is not small, so all the clothes Mingjiao brought this time were placed there.

She enthusiastically introduced to Tang Xiaoyu, "This row is obviously for the little black cat."

Because judging from the length of the clothes, it can be seen that they are obviously prepared for girls who have not yet fully grown.

"This row is for you. A few of mine are interspersed in it, but I didn't bring all the others."

She added, "Those sets over there are for mother, and those two sets are for Mingwei."

It's quite a stark difference.

Tang Xiaoyu thought, just from the number of clothes, it could be seen that Mingjiao had different degrees of preference for each of them.

The older sister certainly has the least clothes.

Tang Xiaoyu glanced at Mingjiao with a look of "you are so childish". She believed that Mingjiao's treatment of her sister was definitely intentional.

but…

Tang Xiaoyu's white fingers rolled up the sleeves of a red shirt casually, "Why do most of the clothes you give me match red and white?"

There are also many pure red or snow white ones.

Mingjiao blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes, her face was full of innocence, "How can it be, isn't there blue and blue ones?"

Tang Xiaoyu's tone was calm, "It just happens to be a set of each, there are really many, isn't it?"

Seeing that she couldn't argue, Mingjiao sneaked up to Tang Xiaoyu's side to act coquettishly, "Didn't I never see you wearing red clothes?"

A person with a cold temperament is of course elegant and flawless in white, but he is also absolutely beautiful in red. To describe it in two words, it is as gorgeous as peaches and plums and as cold as ice.

She and Tang Xiaoyu were already very close to each other, but if they moved closer together, they were almost stuck together.

Tang Xiaoyu smelled the fragrance of floating roses from her body again, and seeing her pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling with light, felt soft-hearted and unspeakably shy.

She turned her head slightly, "I really can't do anything about you."

Mingjiao was a little bit arrogant, turned around and began to choose clothes for Tang Xiaoyu happily, "Xiaoyu, do you think the red shirt and white skirt look better, or the white skirt and red shirt, or a pure red set first?"

She said, "Why don't you wear them one by one for me to see."

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Ming Yue deliberately slowed down the speed of coming to the cloakroom, she didn't want to make herself look so impatient.

As a result, as soon as he entered the room, he was dazzled by the dazzling array of Hanfu.

Not long ago, when she stood on the stairs, she didn't think there was anything, but now that she stood closer, she realized that the amount of clothes was ridiculously large.

Mingjiao was still researching which outfit looks good, seeing her coming in, she immediately asked her to come up with ideas.

Mingyue glanced at Tang Xiaoyu with some sympathy, she always felt that Mingjiao was playing a real-life dress-up game.

But the clothes were really nice, and she couldn't make up her mind for a while.

Tang Xiaoyu was trying on the pure red long-sleeved shirt at this time, but she was quite at ease. When she saw Mingyue approaching, she just said, "Don't worry about her, you go and pick out the clothes you like."

Mingyue also quickly discovered the row of clothes that belonged exclusively to her. She just felt that even if the Hanfu Festival had an additional seven days to celebrate, she would not have to wear the same outfit every day.

Even though he thought so, there was still a hint of happiness in Yuan's eyes.

After Tang Xiaoyu changed into the pure red long-sleeved shirt, Mingjiao helped her tidy up her waist-length hair, which was a bit messy because of the change.

When Tang Xiaoyu wore red, he really had a contradictory beauty of flames and ice intertwined on his body, or it looked like a red flower blooming on the snow.

Her temperament is undoubtedly cold, but the color of the dress on her is so warm.

"The clothes look good, and so do the people." Mingjiao walked around Tang Xiaoyu several times before commenting, "But I still need a suitable hairstyle."

Knowing that her skills are average, she was considering whether to call the team of hairdressers she knew well. Tang Xiaoyu had already held her hand, "You have never seen me wearing a red dress, and I have never seen you wearing a white dress." .I grant your wish, now it's your turn."

When Tang Xiaoyu said this, Mingyue was also attracted. In my memory, Mingjiao seldom wears white clothes. Even if she really wears white, it is the kind of princess dress with sparkling diamonds, which is completely different from the classic white of today. a style.

Mingjiao didn't have any lack of confidence in her appearance, she just felt that she didn't have the kind of pure or holy temperament that belonged to a good person to match her. Wearing that kind of white dress with fairy air is not ugly, but it definitely looks nondescript.

But all the white clothes she brought here were intended to be worn by Tang Xiaoyu. These clothes all have a characteristic, that is, they have a fairy air, which can make people who are already cold and cold look more like moonlight.

But she didn't refuse, "All right, but if I don't look good in clothes, you can't laugh at me."