"If you think I'm not gentle, go find gentle. Are you not a dozen wives? Why do you have the time to waste time with me?"

Zhao Ling'er was like being cursed. No matter how she told herself not to quarrel before meeting Yang Geyong, she would be like taking guns and medicine when she met. In fact, even she herself was helpless.

Yang Geyong stuffed the car key into Zhao Ling'er's hand, turned his head and left. After staying here for a long time, he didn't have the patience to hear another woman complain.

"Bastard, I don't know the way!" Zhao Ling'er cursed from behind.

But Yang Geyong was like he didn't hear it, and Shi Shiran left. Zhao Ling'er stomped her feet and cursed, but she was useless. In a short while, Yang Geyong lost his shadow.

After a while, a wife of Lighter rushed over. She took Zhao Linger to the commercial street. The woman was named Doma, and she is now managing the clothing factory. Chinese is already quite good, and she is now a celebrity in Marseille City.

Doma led Zhao Ling'er around the commercial street, and Zhao Ling'er bought several clothes for Xima.

The climate in Africa is hot, and it’s winter now, so just wear long-sleeved ones. They don’t wear shoes all year round, but now Marseille City forces everyone to wear shoes. Most people just wear pairs of slippers to fool their errands.

In fact, this is really a bit extravagant. Africans have been used to walking barefoot since childhood. The calluses on their feet are thicker than the soles of their shoes, so it would be strange if they can get used to wearing shoes. They asked them to develop the habit of wearing shoes unless they start to walk, unless they can grab them from the doll and start wearing shoes when they can walk.

After buying the clothes, she took Xima to get her hair done. Even Zhao Ling'er was surprised. Xima was so beautiful. Even her woman couldn't help but become jealous.

After cleaning up the West Horse, Doma sent them back to the hospital. When Yang Wei and Ye Qianqian saw the West Horse, their eyes were straightened.

Ye Qianqian couldn't help but pout: "Auntie, you are partial, I want it too. Africa also has such beautiful clothes?"

Most African clothing is colorful, with strong contrast in patterns and a strong sense of design. African women prefer dresses with bright colors, rough patterns and unrestrained lines, which look generous and elegant, and eye-catching. In some places, the wraps are from the chest, waist to the toes.

Don’t underestimate a piece of wrapping cloth. It is equipped with a variety of patterns under the exquisite tailoring of African women.

In fact, it turned out that Xima was just a piece of cloth. If she hadn't taken it off when she changed her clothes, Zhao Ling'er wouldn't have seen it.

Xima seemed to guess what Ye Qianqian said? She took out a cloth and gestured on Ye Qianqian. In fact, she wouldn't know how to wear this thing even if Zhao Ling'er bought it.

As a result, Xima took the cloth and wrapped it around Ye Qianqian for a few simple strokes, and then it became a beautiful dress. She wore Ye Qianqian's tall body, and she was indescribably charming.

Ye Qianqian couldn't bear to take it off all of a sudden because she wouldn't do it anymore after taking it off. She asked her to wrap a piece of cloth around her body into a dress. She asked herself that she didn't have the ability.

Zhao Ling'er scolded: "Can you have some success? You can't take off the clothes inside first, and then let Xima teach you how to wear them."

Ye Qianqian stuck out her tongue, ran into the bathroom, and then didn't dare to come out because she couldn't see Yang Wei in her underwear.

Zhao Ling'er laughed and scolded a few more times, asking Xima to help her wear it in the bathroom.

There is nothing wrong with people relying on clothes and horses relying on saddles. Ye Qianqian was originally a mixed-race beauty with a tall figure and fair skin.

Now, this distinctive body dress is worn on the body, and the whole person's temperament has changed suddenly.

Seeing Yang Wei looking at him foolishly with his mouth open, Ye Qianqian turned around proudly, then gave him a blank look. She regained the decline in his heart when he looked at Xima just now.

"Auntie, you must be beautiful when you wear one too." Ye Qianqian glanced at Zhao Ling'er and suddenly suggested.

Actually, Zhao Ling'er had it in her bag. Doma gave her one just now. She just didn't know how to wear it and didn't have the nerve to try it. Now she has nothing to be embarrassed to be in front of the three children.

Xima helped Zhao Linger put on her clothes. Unlike the clothes she bought in Xima, Zhao Linger's cloth is mainly black and white.

Compared with the two girls, Zhao Linger is shorter. But a beauty is a beauty. Even if she is old, she is still a senior beauty.

The effect of wearing this dress with a huge color contrast on Zhao Ling'er can be described as stunning.

"Mom, you are so beautiful! I guess my dad will be straight when he sees it." Yang Wei couldn't help but exclaim.

"Get out, don't mention him to me. I feel disgusted when I see him!" Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but curse, but with a "bang", the original Yang Geyong came over to bring lunch. He heard her words, put down his things and left.

Zhao Ling'er cursed again behind her: "Take the things away, no one eats your broken things!"

As a result, Ye Qianqian was unhappy: "Auntie, I'll eat it. You can't let me eat rat meat, right?"

Ye Qianqian came to Africa for the first time and heard people say that she was eating rat meat here, so she was naturally afraid. The meal given by Uncle Yang was obviously made by a Chinese chef, so there would definitely be no risk.

After a few people finished their meal, Yang Wei said, "Mom, come home. There are nurses here. They are more capable than you. Go back and take a shower and have a nap, and come here tomorrow."

Zhao Ling'er thought about what her son said really made sense. She was not afraid of hard work, but these two girls had not had a good rest and had to go back and take a shower.

I pulled the two girls out of the hospital and then I remembered that where can I have a home here? I have to go to Yang Geyong's house. The key is that the two are not husband and wife. Is it appropriate to go to his place?

But now returning to the ward is obviously not her style, and there are two girls here. Zhao Ling'er is also a person who wants to save face, okay? So she asked the people sent by Yang Geyong to take them home.

This man is a young man, he speaks well in Chinese, but he talks a little too much. He has never been idle all the way.

When they were almost home, Zhao Ling'er asked: "How many women are there in your commander's family?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then counted it by finger: "There are two. The commander likes quietness and does not like being disturbed."

Zhao Ling'er was a little strange: "Isn't he more than a dozen wives? Don't he live together normally?"

The young man shook his head like a rattle: "They all have their own residences, and they are not wives. When the commander first came, he often drank too much and couldn't tell who was who, so he often confused them. In this way, he had a bunch of wives."
Chapter completed!