Pets are not allowed in the show.

Mu Zi deliberately wore a long black dress with fluffy feathers on his shoulders, and then put the small **** it. Others would only think it was an ornament.

In the evening, Jiang Zhinuan took the car to pick up Mu Zi and laughed at the crow on her shoulder.

"This is fun, Zhuang Jia will definitely be taken aback."

After laughing, Jiang Zhinuan sighed with envy: "You bird is really smart, my starling, if he must fly far away from the cage, he won't stop obediently on people's shoulders."

Mu Zi was helpless: "Do you think I want to take it? I can't help it. If it doesn't see me, it will scream, it's terrifying."

"It's so amazing." Jiang Zhinuan looked at the crow curiously, reaching out to touch it, but the crow's head turned away in disgust.

Mu Zi hurriedly explained: "You have to give it a little benefit first."

She took two corn kernels from the bag and put them in Jiang Zhi's palm.

Jiang Zhi Nuan placed his palm to the crow's mouth, and the crow tilted his head to look at her, as if confirming that the food was for himself, then gently dipped it into his mouth and ate it.

"It's so smart!" Jiang Zhinuan was very excited, "Much smarter than my starling! Zizi, you must teach it well. Smart starlings can not only talk, but also do arithmetic problems."

Mu Zi: "..."

Why do I want it to do arithmetic problems?

When they arrived at the show, Zhuang Jia came out to meet them in person, and she was dumbfounded when she saw the bird on Mu Zi's shoulder.

"It's quite a match..." Zhuang Jia murmured as he saw Mu Zi from head to foot.

Today, Mu Zi put on makeup a little, with delicate eyebrows. The light in the eyes flows between the smiles, and the charm reveals the agility. Her pet bird is very obedient, resting on her shoulders with half-squinted eyes, motionless, like decorations!

Mu Zi brought Zhuang Jia a gift. It was a handbag. It was also found from the pile of clothes that Murong Cheng bought for her. It was packed with it, and it was never opened.

She thinks that Zhuang Jia is very sensitive to fabrics and should like these kinds of things.

When Zhuang Jia saw it, her face suddenly showed surprise.

"This crocodile leather handbag is perfect!"

Jiang Zhinuan also leaned in to see and thought the handbag was very beautiful, but Zhuang Jia's reaction was too exaggerated, right?

Zhuang Jia raised the handbag to his face and touched it lovingly, "Do you see the uniform pores on this? This is a handbag made of crocodile skin, which can reach a century of immortality, and the more you use it, the more glamorous it is. Liangjie!"

Jiang Zhinuan didn't understand, and said softly, "That must be very expensive, right?"

"It's more expensive!" Zhuang Jia shouted for the bag in his arms, and said excitedly, "The most valuable place of crocodile skin is the belly, and the belly is close to the ground, plus the crocodile is aggressive, so every crocodile skin is More or less there will be scars, like this intact belly skin that can't be seen with a trace of scars, usually by luxury goods companies bidding, and treasured to serve the powerful!"

"Ah, I really like it!" If it weren't for the crowds, Zhuang Jia would have liked to kiss a few bites on the bag.

She looked at Mu Zi and said sincerely, "Thank you, Zi Zi!"

Mu Zi was slightly embarrassed, she didn't know of a bag, and some university asked...

Zhuang Jia received his favorite gift and was so happy that he brought two friends into the hall with great spirits.

Today is Zhuang Jia’s seventeenth birthday. The show designed by her mother is also seventeen years old.

The models on the stage are dressed elegantly and elegantly, and the spectators in the VIP seats below are also beautifully dressed.

The flashes flickered and the music was loud and loud.

Mu Zi admired it for a while, worried that his crow could not stand it, and went to the bathroom with the excuse of temporarily leaving.

She found a sofa seat, sat down to rest, and poured some water into the glass goblet to feed Xiaoyao.

At this moment, a voice came from behind the sofa——

"...Who is the prosecutor in charge of this case?"