Sitting on the sofa, Mu Caiying and He Lijuan were both in a daze without the joy of winning the battle.

Although the vixen escaped, the words she said have always lingered in He Lijuan's ears.

Mu Caiying took her hand and said, "Juanzi, don't listen to that woman's nonsense.

Which of those men doesn't like a young and invincible girl like you?

If I were a man, I would choose you too!"

He Lijuan blushed, bit her lower lip, and said to her: "I don't care if other stinky men like me.

I just hope Brother Qi can look at me twice more!

Yingzi, that woman is right, if you like someone, you should boldly say it.

Otherwise, a good man like Brother Qi will be liked by many women, and he will be snatched away sooner or later!"

"Don't worry!" Mu Caiying patted He Lijuan on the shoulder and said:

"We are good sisters, I will help you!"

He Lijuan looked at her strangely and asked, "You help me? How can you help me?"

Mu Caiying pouted, patted her chest and said, "Don't forget who I am!

I am from the Mu family!

Does the Mu family know?

Descendants of the majestic fantasy god!

Come, let me help you dress up.

You can ask Li Qi to come out and meet him later.

I can guarantee that he will be amazed!"

He Lijuan asked with a doubtful expression: "Really?"

Mu Caiying nodded vigorously and said: "Good luck to you!"

In House A on the 42nd floor, Li Qi was sitting quietly on a chair watching TV.

On the sofa next to him, Duan Changkong was lying comfortably.

Du Dechao has gone home and will come back tomorrow morning.

There was red wine and side dishes on the coffee table next to him, but Duan Changkong was eating alone. He wanted Li Qi to accompany him, but they all refused.

Duan Changkong stretched out his waist comfortably and said to Li Qi: "Brother, I'm surprised that instead of sitting on a soft sofa, you insist on making a hard wooden chair.

If you don’t eat good wine and good food, you have to drink boiled water.

How do you live your life as if you are practicing?"

Li Qi smiled slightly and said to him: "The sofa is too soft. As soon as you sit on it, you want to lean on it. Over time, it will affect the spine.

And if something happens, the reaction will be slower.

Red wine and delicious food will increase the burden on the stomach.

We people who have gastritis are not suitable for eating these things!"

Duan Changkong smiled bitterly and shook his head. Thinking of something, he sat up and asked him:

"I heard from the boss that you can also fly a plane? Let's talk about it?"

Li Qi shook his head and said: "I fly a fighter jet. I have never flown a civilian passenger plane. You are the master!"

Duan Changkong picked up a glass of red wine and didn't drink it for a long time.

What we talked about today was so boring!

It's not so shocking, okay?

If you fly a fighter jet, you call me a master who flies a civilian airliner?

Not to mention the technical skills, just the psychological quality alone beats me to a pulp!

Civilian airliners seek stability and fly as comfortably as possible.

Can you, a fighter pilot, do this?

A few G's of acceleration due to gravity is enough. Which civilian airliner pilot can meet this requirement?

I have always heard that those who fly fighter planes can go to civil aviation and fly passenger planes after retirement.

Then when did you hear that air force pilots are selected from civil aviation?

Is it okay to not be on the same level?

While I was feeling depressed, the doorbell rang.

Duan Changkong was about to get up and open the door, but Li Qi had already walked over.

When I opened the door, I saw Mu Caiying standing at the door.

Li Qi asked strangely: "Yingzi? Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for you!" Mu Caiying looked at Li Qi and said, "Come out, someone is looking for you at the elevator!"

Li Qi asked strangely: "Who is it? Let him come over. Brother Duan and I are the only ones in the room!"

Mu Caiying hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call her over, but don't close the door!"

After a while, Mu Caiying led a woman in and stood in front of Li Qi.

puff!

Duan Changkong spat out a mouthful of red wine, pointed at the girl and shouted: "Little, little, sister Xiaojuan?!"

He Lijuan's face, which was already covered in makeup, was even more red at the moment. She turned away and said, "I just said no!"

There were two men in the room. One was vomiting, and the other looked at her like she was stupid. This shows that her dressing up failed!

Li Qi grabbed her arm and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Xiaojuan, what are you... Come and sit down quickly, the room is looking at the air conditioner!"

At this time, He Lijuan was wearing a pink V-neck sweater and a blue skirt.

She also wore a white windbreaker and a pair of black Martin boots on her feet.

She is dressed very maturely, but what is even more mature is the makeup on her face.

In fact, I can’t say it’s ugly, it’s just that the eye shadow is too thick and the lipstick is too bright.

She used to be a good young beautiful girl, but now she has become the top star in the nightclub.

But I have to admit that it does perfectly present He Lijuan's facial features.

From a beautiful girl to a social beauty.

It’s just too mature!

Li Qi looked at her trembling appearance and shook his head helplessly.

He took out a blanket from the bedroom, wrapped it around He Lijuan, frowned and said:

"Who asked you to dress like this? It's not cold!"

He Lijuan pouted and glanced at Mu Caiying.

Mu Caiying, who felt a little guilty, asked Li Qi: "Don't say these useless things, just ask you if Juanzi is beautiful?"

Duan Changkong on the side said: "Beautiful! It turns out that sister Xiaojuan is so beautiful..."

Seeing Mu Caiying looking at him with a straight face, Duan Changkong closed his mouth and picked up the red wine on the table.

Mu Caiying snorted and said, "Don't you think you are a bit redundant now?"

Duan Changkong quickly stood up and said to the three of them: "Then you guys chat, I'm going to bed!"

He grabbed the wine bottle and glass on the table and quickly ran back to his bedroom.

After he closed the bedroom door, Mu Caiying said to He Lijuan: "If you have anything to say, just tell me. I'll go back to the room and wait for you!"

Then she got up and left. When she walked to the door, she turned around again, clenched her fist towards He Lijuan, shook it hard, and said, "Come on!"

Back in her room, Mu Caiying lay on the bed, hugged the koala pillow next to her, and showed a proud smile on her lips.

"Smelly girl, is my makeup skills just a false claim?

Any man would be fascinated by you!

I guess you won't be back tonight, right?

Why!

I don’t know if it helps you or hurts you.

Anyway, just don’t regret it!”

Just as I turned off the lights and prepared to go to bed, I heard the door being opened.

Then He Lijuan's room next door was opened.
To be continued...