The husband assigned by the state is too deep into the drama

After sending Dai Xueman away, Xiao Yanxing originally wanted to have a good talk with Luo Qingyun about her dumping the pot today, but when he turned around, he couldn't help but lighten his steps. The even breathing sound of a woman came from the sofa, and the body under the quilt Up and down with the breath.

His slender fingers hung over Luo Qingyun's seaweed-like hair, Xiao Yanxing clicked his tongue lightly and frowned slightly, did he trust him so much?
Breakfast is delivered to the room by the waiter. The ingredients are very simple, a vegetable creamy sweet soup, two cages of crystal steamed dumplings, and a carefully pickled hot and sour radish.

As soon as Luo Qingyun took a bite, she was overwhelmed by the deliciousness of the shrimp dumplings. Rich people really know how to enjoy them.

In the middle of the meal, the organizer of the competition had some matters to discuss with Luo Qingyun. For a simple matter, he called for 10 minutes. When she returned to the dining table, there was nothing left.

Luo Qingyun stretched out her fingers tremblingly, but turned around when she reached the edge of her mouth, "Mr. Xiao has a good appetite."

"Ah."

Eat, eat, eat, eat and eat, forget it, it is obviously for two people, he did it on purpose.

Before Luo Qingyun could react, Xiao Yanxing had already started to take off his clothes, and his eight-pack abs under the cotton pajamas suddenly appeared in front of him.

Luo Qingyun was unprepared, her face flushed red, she turned around quickly, and covered her eyes with her hands, "What are you doing?"

"Change clothes, didn't you see?"

It's just because I saw it that I asked, "Didn't Mr. Xiao forget that there is a woman in this room?" What's the difference between you and a hooligan?
"I don't think there's anything wrong with this. This room belongs to me. So everything in the room belongs to me, including you." The ambiguous heat slowly approached her ears, and Luo Qingyun instinctively moved aside. , but Xiao Yanxing laughed.

"What? Are you shy? Don't worry, with your small body, I won't be able to eat you."

Being ridiculed for the first time because of her figure, Luo Qingyun silently puffed up her chest, and said angrily: "I won't marry you, so your figure has nothing to do with you!"

Hearing these words, Xiao Yanxing narrowed his eyes dangerously, and there was a hint of coldness in his narrow eyes, although he had no intention of marrying this woman.

Boom boom boom!
There was a loud knock on the door accompanied by a woman's voice, "Brother Yanxing, the competition is about to start, let's go together."

Luo Qingyun raised her eyebrows, pointed in the direction of the door, "Boss Xiao, walk slowly."

"Together."

"???"

"Don't get me wrong, it's the law."

"Oh."

As soon as the door opened, an aggrieved face appeared in front of him. After seeing that the person who opened the door was Luo Qingyun, Dai Xueman's attitude changed immediately, and his tone was sharp, "Why are you opening the door so slowly!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed Luo Qingyun away, and swayed Xiao Yanxing's arm, "Brother Yanxing, let's go to the venue together."

Xiao Yan pulled out his hand indiscriminately, and used Luo Qingyun in the middle as a shield, "The Xiao family's car is below, let's go."

Dai Xueman glared at Luo Qingyun with hatred, and hurriedly followed Xiao Yanxing's footsteps, "Brother Yanxing, wait for me."

Luo Qingyun supported her forehead, "What's the matter?"

Dai Xueman quickly got into the first car lined up with black Maybachs, leaving a spare space for Xiao Yanxing. Who knows, the brain circuits of the two are not on the same line at all.

I saw Xiao Yanxing closing the car door as quickly as possible, and told the driver: "Send Miss Dai to the venue."

"Okay, Mr. Xiao."

"Oh? No, brother Yanxing...let me down!"

The car door was locked, Dai Xueman could only watch as Luo Qingyun got into Xiao Yanxing's car.

There was no words along the way, Luo Qingyun just silently looked at the scenery outside the window, suddenly there was a jolt in the car, her body uncontrollably tilted towards Xiao Yanxing, until her whole body was surrounded by male hormones.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, a car suddenly sped out in front of me, I..." The driver was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his head.

"You don't need to come tomorrow." The cold voice was like a demon from hell.

Luo Qing Yun shuddered unconsciously, she was really cruel.

When Luo Qingyun rushed to the backstage, she saw Su Xiaoyan who was about to cry, "What should I do, Qingyun, the arrangement was good, there were five models to show the clothes, but now only three came , the other two called and said it was food poisoning, what should we do now?"

"What did the organizer say?"

When mentioning the organizer, Su Xiaoyan became furious, "The organizer said that the models were all selected by us in advance, and there was no backup at all. The agreement signed at the beginning clearly stated that the models were arranged by the designer personally, but... ...Where are you going to find a model now?"

Luo Qingyun took out a tissue to wipe Su Xiaoyan's sweat, "Yanyan, don't worry, how long is it until the catwalk?"

"Two ten minutes."

"Enough." Luo Qingyun supported Su Xiaoyan's shoulders, and asked with firm eyes: "Yanyan, do you believe me?"

"En." Su Xiaoyan nodded vigorously.

In the corner on one side, Dai Xueman cast a vicious gaze, and the embroidery on his hand was torn into a mess, "Little bitch, you are the one who seduced Brother Yanxing, without two models, I see how you can finish the competition! "

Dai Zijin finally found his sister, and he was greatly relieved. Fortunately, he didn't bother Yan Xing, otherwise his life would be lost.

In the remaining 10 minutes, Luo Qingyun made samples, cut them, sewed them up, and performed a series of movements so smoothly that Su Xiaoyan was amazed.

"Qingyun, you are..."

"It's too late to find a model, we can only do it ourselves, Yanyan, I have re-modified the clothes according to your body proportions, come and try."

Su Xiaoyan took two steps back and shook her head violently, "I can't do it."

"Yanyan, you can."

With Luo Qingyun's encouragement, Su Xiaoyan finally nodded in agreement. She didn't want to be laughed at by those arrogant women when she returned.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The theme of this competition is "National style." What can better reflect the national style than the cheongsam? Su Xiaoman's appearance is a classic beauty. With the cheongsam designed by Luo Qingyun, the front is convex and the back is curled up. The tender green of her skin is more suitable for her skin to be creamy, delicate and charming.

She looked around in front of the mirror, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Qingyun, the person in the mirror is me?"

"Quick, pinch me to see if it's true."

Luo Qingyun unceremoniously slapped her hands hard, and cried out in pain as expected, "It hurts!"

"now what?"

"From childhood to adulthood, I didn't know that I was really beautiful. Thank you, Qingyun."

Luo Qingyun tucked back the broken hair from her ears, "You are beautiful in the first place."

When the competition started, Xiao Yanxing had already done a good job, and the people around the special guest seat wanted to flatter the Buddha, but the Buddha himself was unmoved and pretended not to hear it.