The doll kisses him with a disability

Su Qingge took the folder from Ji Jiangfei's hand, only to find out that she had sorted out the files before, but they were taken out again today.

So there are no files that need to be organized at all!Ji Jiangfei originally just wanted her to put these documents away.

Su Qingge stomped her feet in anger, Ji Jiangfei must have seen her thoughts and knew that she was in a hurry.

"It's so hateful!" Su Qingge looked back at Ji Jiangfei and gritted her teeth.

After getting along with Ji Jiangfei for such a period of time, the distance between the two has gradually narrowed.

In Su Qingge's eyes, Ji Jiangfei is no longer that lofty and unreachable young master of the Ji family.

That's how he lived by her side.

Ji Jiangfei also likes to play tricks on Su Qingge from time to time, and there are no so many restraints between the two of them at the beginning.

Satisfied, Su Qingge presses her fingerprint on the punch card, and finally she can leave work!

The two took the elevator all the way to the underground parking lot of Jinmao Tower.

The familiar black Bentley was still parked in that familiar parking space.

"Uncle Fu!" Su Qingge greeted enthusiastically.

It seems that today is indeed an important occasion, and even Uncle Fu also came together.

"Ji Shao, Miss Su." The butler also had a faint smile on his face after seeing Su Qingge pushing the wheelchair towards the Bentley.

Su Qingge got into the car and looked at the scenery outside the window.

I saw the Bentley driving all the way out of the Jinmao Tower, and then onto the Jinsong Road instead of the expressway.

"Uncle Fu, aren't we going back to the villa?" Su Qingge said, with some doubts in her eyes.

This road is obviously not the one that goes back to Ji's villa after get off work every day.

"Yes, Miss Su." The butler nodded and replied, "Let's go to Daimaru Building first."

Su Qingge suddenly remembered that there was a charity auction tonight.

The charity auction party that she had been talking about was left behind by her when it was about to start.

Su Qingge didn't have much doubt about the address the butler said.

The black Bentley stopped slowly.

Su Qingge got out of the car, and saw a building with a height of more than ten floors in front of her.

Then she hurried to the other side of the car door and helped Ji Jiangfei get out of the car.

Su Qingge was shocked, not because the building in front of her was ten stories high. After all, the ten floors were nothing compared to Jinmao Tower or other buildings.

Because it's a mall.

There was some doubt in Su Qingge's eyes. In her impression, the charity auction party didn't seem to be held here...

Is it because you are too long ago, she remembered wrongly?
Su Qingge began to doubt her memory.

"Miss Su, there is a custom shop named 'l.' on the sixth floor of the building." The housekeeper explained.

Only then did Su Qingge suddenly realize that she was going to choose an evening dress.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu!" Su Qingge nodded. It seemed that the butler and the driver did not go together.

Su Qingge pushed the wheelchair into the Daimaru Building.

When the butler mentioned "l." just now, Su Qingge was stunned for a moment, as he had never heard of this custom shop.

Until the elevator door slowly opened, Su Qingge pushed the wheelchair to the sixth floor of Daimaru Building.

When Su Qingge saw the familiar logo, her memory suddenly flooded back.

It turned out that the name of this custom-made dress shop was "l." Su Qingge suddenly realized that the familiar neckline embroidery was Ji Jiangfei's long-standing suit brand.

There are not many branches of this store, and each store has its own main products.

This store in the Daimaru Building mainly sells custom-made evening dresses.

"Welcome -" the clerk said enthusiastically at the door.

Usually come here are customers who have made an appointment in advance.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Ji?" the clerk asked.

It was only then that Su Qingge noticed that the clerk was a young woman in her 20s, with long brown curly hair and big waves, she looked very elegant and elegant.

It's like a tasteful store, and the temperament of his clerks is exactly the same as this store.

Ji Jiangfei nodded, but did not speak.

The woman smiled knowingly.

"You two, this way please." The woman very politely introduced Ji Jiangfei and Su Qingge into the shop.

Su Qingge looked around this custom shop, not so much a design shop, the style here is more like a coffee shop for talking with customers.

There is soothing music in the store, which makes people feel relaxed when they walk into the store.

Judging by Ji Jiangfei's appearance, it should not be the first time she has visited this custom shop.

What Su Qingge didn't know was that the Ji family also held part of the shares of this brand company.

"Hello, let's record the data first." The woman said with a smile.

Before Su Qingge could react, she was drawn into a small room.

When the curtain was pulled, he could only see the other party under the ambiguous light in the room.

A refreshing aroma lingers on the tip of the nose.

Unlike the floral fragrance that ordinary women would use, this woman has a fruity fragrance.

Su Qingge "at her mercy" had finished measuring the dimensions of every part of her body.

"Miss Su's figure is very standard." The woman's tone was full of approval.

Su Qingge blushed all of a sudden, feeling her heart beating faster.

Strange, the other party is obviously a woman, but because she was praised for her figure...

When Su Qingge walked out of the small room, she was still a little dazed.

I saw Ji Jiangfei sitting in the wheelchair with a calm face.

It seems that Ji Jiangfei has not been measured in all the circumferences of his body.

Su Qingge looked at Ji Jiangfei's "Don't enter strangers" written all over his face, and couldn't help but want to chuckle. With his current appearance, who would dare to measure his data.

that won't be...

Su Qingge suddenly had a thought that frightened her.

"Miss Su, please measure Mr. Ji." The smile on the woman's face, in Su Qingge's view, is a gentle knife.

It was exactly what she had just thought.

Su Qingge couldn't help feeling annoyed, why was she thinking about that when she had nothing to do!
Now it's good, it's really hit.

Su Qingge had no choice but to bite the bullet.

After all, if she didn't measure Ji Jiangfei's body circumference, there would be no one else who could do it.

"You two, this way please—" The woman still smiled, and led Su Qingge and Ji Jiangfei to the door of a small room.

Su Qingge couldn't help but think of the distance between him and that woman when he was in the small room just now... and shuddered.

"Miss Su, the exact measurement method of each set of data is posted on the wall of the room." The woman opened the door of the room.

Sure enough, as the woman said, there was a painting of a man's body on one wall of the room.

Su Qingge nodded, but her focus was not on the painting.

This room was indeed the same as the room she was in just now, "the size of a palm".