Yang Mi was dressed in ancient costume today, and she looked quite quirky.

But even the conservative costume could not hide her proud figure.

She was tall and long, 1.75 meters tall, with perfect proportions and a playful look on her face.

As a popular young actress, her figure and appearance must be quite good.

"What's wrong with this person? He just called Youchu his wife, and then called me his wife. This is too bad!"

Seeing the contents of the diary, Da Mi Mi, who was putting on makeup, couldn't help but snorted coldly.

So much so that the makeup artist on the side thought that she had made a mistake and shuddered immediately.

And in Mingyun Villa, Lin Youchu was also confused.

"What's going on? Isn't this diary written about me? Why is it about Da Mimi?"

"Could it be that Mimi is the heroine of that novel like me?"

The words on the diary continued to appear. Although Lin Youchu and Yang Mi were on different sides, they both stared at the following content intently.

[Although Mimi's wife is also very outstanding, her advantages should still be inferior to Youchu's wife]

...

"Lin! Chuan!"

Seeing the new content in the diary, Yang Mi couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"What do you mean I'm not as good as Youchu!?"

"I'm obviously not inferior to Youchu, okay!"

"Who are you looking down on?"

People are most afraid of comparison, especially women. Once the fire of jealousy burns, it's no joke.

After all, there is no harm without comparison. Da Mimi is undoubtedly stimulated by the words in the diary.

She is just tall and doesn't look that outstanding!

Yang Mi was muttering indignantly in her heart, and she was just about to take a little man and write Lin Chuan's name on it and stab him a few times.

In the diary, new entries continued to appear. Yang Mi didn't care about cursing Lin Chuan at this moment, and hurriedly looked at the new content.

[But then again, my wife, Mi Mi, is not to be underestimated! ]

[Her long legs are also unique. ]

Seeing this, Yang Mi's original jealous and indignant mood suddenly subsided, and she was a little proud.

Compared with Lin Youchu, her long legs are naturally gifted.

After all, if you want a devilish figure, you must have long legs.

Privately, I don't even know how many actresses envy her beautiful legs.

"Lin Chuan, this guy, has some vision."

"He knows how to appreciate and discover beauty~"

A woman's mood is like the weather in April, changing very quickly.

Yang Mi was just mad at Lin Chuan, but now she was a little happy.

"Are my legs really that attractive?"

Seeing this new text, Yang Mi couldn't help but be overjoyed.

There were actually quite a few men around her, but few of them praised her so bluntly.

Such bluntness, such explicitness, made Yang Mi embarrassed and annoyed, but also a little excited.

"This Lin Chuan must be an LSP!"

Big Mi Mi cursed in her heart while putting her hand on her thigh.

Today's filming is a costume drama, but no one stipulates that black silk cannot be worn under costumes.

Thinking about it, Yang Mi didn't feel a little absent-minded.

"Sister Mi Mi, the makeup is done, do you think you are satisfied?"

The makeup artist next to her couldn't help but remind her.

"Yeah, satisfied, very satisfied, I'll go to the bathroom first, tell the stylist I'll be back in a while."

Yang Mi came back to her senses, said a perfunctory sentence, and immediately got up and walked to the bathroom.

She felt that she had drunk too much sour plum soup...

"It's all Lin Chuan's fault. The diary he wrote is too weird. It's easy to make people think wrongly."

Yang Mi threw the blame on Lin Chuan without hesitation.

"But this guy actually speaks very nicely. Really, if you are so good at speaking, you might as well write a book."

Big Mi Mi sat on the toilet in the bathroom.

But when she opened the diary again to read it, she almost died of anger.

[Unfortunately, although Mi Mi's wife's legs look great, I heard that she is a complete black silk control. For many years, she has been wearing black silk. I don't know if she has any fetish. (The setting has been modified here)]

Yang Mi was stunned.

She was stunned in the toilet.

In the hot summer, my heart felt like someone poured a bucket of iced sour plum soup on me, and it was very cold.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

"Lin Chuan, I'm going to kill you! You bastard!!!"

Da Mimi is going crazy now.

I just like wearing black stockings, how can it be a fetish!

Can you understand it clearly before writing?

"How can a person with a temperature of 37 degrees say such a cold thing?Cold words! ? "

Yang Mi wanted to run out right now and kill Lin Chuan with a knife.

How dare he, Lin Chuan!

How dare he write everything in his diary!?

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