Chapter 1050 Merry Christmas

Wang Zilong is indifferent to beautiful clothes, but Mu Zi and Jiang Zhinuan are very pleasantly surprised.

Sewing the gown is time-consuming. It can be seen that Zhuang Jia has been preparing for this a long time ago, and Zhuang Jia not only prepared the gown, but also prepared an exquisite mask to match the gown.

"It's so beautiful!" Mu Zi was extremely happy.

The mask and dress that Zhuang Jia prepared for her were purple. The hollowed out eyes were decorated with rhinestones. The pattern was enchanting and charming. The feathers flying slanted on both sides were slightly longer, elongating the eyes, like a purple fox.

Mu Zi touched the mask, then looked at the clothes, she couldn't put it down.

Jiang Zhinuan's dress is lake green, full of fairy spirit, and extremely beautiful.

Zhuang Jia herself is a set of orange.

Perhaps it was to prepare for the makeup party. The colors of these dresses were bold and bright. It would be exaggerated if you wear them normally, but they are very suitable in such a riot of colors.

There was still a bright red dress left in the suitcase, Wang Zilong grabbed it and looked at it, his face turned blue, and said: "I can't wear this."

Zhuang Jia laughed loudly: "You have a good idea. This is for Sister Jiang Ci, but it's a pity that she didn't come."

Wang Zilong was immediately dissatisfied: "Without mine?"

Zhuang Jia ignored him, and pulled Muzi and Jiang Zhinuan with great interest, and the three girls went to change clothes.

After a while, three fairies appeared in front of Wang Zilong.

At first, Wang Zilong looked at Jiang Zhinuan with hot eyes, and then his eyes fell on Mu Zi, and his throat rolled down nervously.

Dressed like this, will Master Rong...

- Boom!

Before he could think about it, a few fireworks exploded in the sky, which was gorgeous and colorful.

The girls all screamed: "So beautiful!!!"

Wang Zilong only felt that he was going deaf.

The yacht docked, and a group of people came to the street. Everywhere they could see was a sea of ​​carnival crowds!

Everyone in the street is dressed in fancy clothes, or wearing a mask, or paint on the face, and the whole city is singing and laughing, almost boiling!

Mu Zi had never experienced such excitement.

They are crowded and lively in the crowd, and the oncoming people, whether they recognize it or not, will say: "Merry Christmas!"

They immediately replied: "Merry Christmas."

In short, everyone is beaming.

Zhuang Jia shouted in Mu Zi's ear: "Does your husband know that you are coming?"

Of course Murong Cheng knew, but he didn't know the exact time, because Mu Zi still had to play with his friends, so he might not know when to find him.

Zhuang Jia joked again: "Can he recognize you dressed like this?"

Mu Zi didn't answer, there was only a widening smile on his face.

I thought to myself: Shouldn't it be possible?

The mask blocked most of her face, only her lower jaw was exposed, making it difficult to identify.

Including Zhuang Jia and Jiang Zhinuan in front of her, if Mu Zi hadn't known in advance that one was wearing orange and the other was wearing green, she wouldn't have been able to tell the difference.

After teasing Mu Zi, Zhuang Jia finished teasing Wang Zilong: "If I want to change Zhi Nuan's clothes, will you recognize it?"

Worried that she would play a prank, Wang Zilong immediately grabbed Jiang Zhinuan's hand tightly, "Don't mess around! There are so many people on the street, what if you don't recognize them and everyone gets separated!"

All the girls laughed, staggering from side to side.

A group of people in strange costumes came head-on, wearing colorful masks, and people on both sides passed by, sending blessings one after another——

"Merry Christmas!"

"……Merry Christmas!"

Everyone was laughing and laughing, and Mu Zi was also happy. She was about to say Merry Christmas when a masked man in black suddenly took her hand from the back of the line.

Mu Zi was surprised.

Before she could react, the other party had already gently kissed the back of her hand: "Merry Christmas."

The voice was deep and lazy, as if coming across the river, surging and cold, but without emotion.

Mu Zi seemed to be frozen.

Little by little, she twisted her neck extremely slowly, and looked over the crowd, but she could no longer see the figure of that person.

... Is it an illusion?

Why do you think it's Mu Zening?