Madam leg hurts please hug

Putting the fruit plate on the desk, An Xiaoyue put his arms around his neck and sat directly on his lap, looking at him, "Seeing that you work so hard, I cut some fruit for you."

Gong Yumo closed the document and put it away, and said with a slight smile, "I'm almost busy."

Suddenly he thought of something and said, "Tomorrow is the weekend, I will take you to choose a dress for the banquet."

"Are you choosing a dress again? I already have enough dresses, so I don't need to buy new ones."

An entire cabinet in An Xiaoyue's cloakroom was filled with all kinds of dresses, each of which was the latest custom-made one for the season, and it was a limited edition.

The most troublesome thing for her was that almost every dress was worn only once, because Gong Yumo never let her wear repeated dresses.

Sure enough, Gong Yumo shook his head, "No, what was worn before is what was worn before, and what is new is new."

"Aren't those dresses in the cabinet a waste?" An Xiaoyue asked.

Gong Yumo raised his eyebrows and said, "You can dispose of it as you like, if it takes up too much space, I'll ask someone to drag it away another day."

"Then I'll dispose of it myself." An Xiaoyue counted with her fingers. If Yunyun asked someone to sell these dresses at a discount, they should be able to sell for a lot of money.

He weighed her wet hair with his fingertips, Gong Yumo frowned slightly, "Go, blow your hair."

As he spoke, he hugged her.

Suddenly her body flew into the air, An Xiaoyue hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and pointed to the fruit on the desk, "But the fruit hasn't been eaten yet."

Gong Yumo held her hand, squeezed her soft flesh gently, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Fruits are not as good as you."

next morning
Just after breakfast, An Xiaoyue got into Gong Yumo's car.

Realizing that the car was not heading towards the mall, An Xiaoyue asked suspiciously, "Aren't we going to the mall?"

Gong Yumo raised his chin slightly and looked at the road ahead, "Take you to another place."

The place Gong Yumo mentioned was in a courtyard house in an old alley in the urban area.

It takes about 10 minutes to drive there.

The courtyard is very large, with green bricks and white tiles outside, it looks like it has been renovated.

Those who can do business in such a large courtyard house in Beijing must be either rich or expensive.

After getting out of the car, Gong Yumo took An Xiaoyue's hand and walked in.

As soon as he entered, a middle-aged man came up and greeted him with a smile, "President Mo is here."

Gong Yumo smiled politely and asked, "Hi Uncle Tong, is Mr. Yu here today?"

"Inside, please." Then he led them in.

Listening to their conversation, it seems that Gong Yumo often comes here and knows them very well.

An Xiaoyue didn't have time to ask any more questions, so she followed Gong Yumo into the room in a daze.

The interior of the house is different from the modern decoration. Although it has been renovated, it is also decorated in an antique style, and every detail is perfect.

Although An Xiaoyue couldn't understand it, just looking at the ostentation of the entire yard and the interior decoration, she could probably guess that this place was much more expensive than the shopping mall.

After entering the house and taking a seat, the man named Uncle Tong poured tea for them, said to wait a moment, and then turned into another room.

Not long after, an elderly old man walked in with a smile, and hearty laughter echoed in the room.

The old man was dressed in Chinese style, with a long gray beard and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with round frames.

The dress and temperament of the old man fully integrated the ancient flavor of this yard.

Seeing him, Gong Yumo quickly stood up from his seat, and An Xiaoyue also stood up.

The old man Gong Yumo bowed politely, and said with a smile, "Hello Yu, I haven't seen you for a while, and your body has become stronger."

Old Yu still had a smile on his face, he was kind and kind, "Ah Mo, you haven't come to see me for a long time, why do you miss me today, do you want to ask me for business again?"

Gong Yumo didn't hide it, took An Xiaoyue's hand and said with a smile, "I really can't hide it from Mr. Yu. This time, I want to ask Mr. Yu to make a dress for my wife."

"Oh? Your wife?" Mr. Yu stroked his gray beard, moved his eyes to An Xiaoyue who was standing aside, and then laughed, "As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the doll was very beautiful." , I didn’t expect it to be your brat’s wife, I only heard that you have been married for several years, but you haven’t brought this girl to see me once, and you are willing to bring her here because I want to make clothes today.”

"Old Yu, you misunderstood." Gong Yumo let go of An Xiaoyue's hand, took two steps forward, and whispered in Old Yu's ear, "My wife likes to be quiet and doesn't like to socialize with others. She is usually careless in front of acquaintances, but she is actually a coward, and she is very timid when she leaves the house. She is like the little tabby cat you raised before, and she may have been kidnapped and cheated by someone accidentally. It’s not worth the candle.”

An Xiaoyue didn't know what Gong Yumo said quietly to Mr. Yu, but after listening to Mr. Yu, he pointed at Gong Yumo with a smile on his face and nodded repeatedly, "Understood, you brat. "

After Gong Yumo and Yu Lao exchanged a few words, Yu Lao asked someone to take An Xiaoyue to another room to measure the size.

Even across the room, she could hear Mr. Yu's hearty laughter, and she didn't know what the two of them were talking about.

After measuring the size, An Xiaoyue entered the room. The two of them had just finished chatting. Mr. Yu looked back at An Xiaoyue and said with a smile, "This girl is exquisite and beautiful. Don't worry, you brat. After it's done, I'll find someone to deliver it to your door."

Gong Yumo thanked him, "That's too much trouble for Lao Yu, another day I will bring you two bottles of good wine that my father has privately kept."

"Then I'm lucky." Yu Lao agreed with a smile.

An Xiaoyue stood beside Gong Yumo, with a puzzled expression on her face, she gently tugged on his sleeve.

Gong Yumo bowed his head sideways, and put his ear close to An Xiaoyue.

An Xiaoyue asked in a low voice, "Is it all right to take a measurement? They didn't even ask me about the style and color I like just now."

Gong Yumo smiled lightly, and said, "You don't know, Mr. Yu was an internationally famous dress designer when he was young. Even now that he is older, all the major luxury brand dress companies in the world have invited him over and over again. The old man came out to guide."

An Xiaoyue gasped when she heard that, it turned out that the smiling old man in front of her was so powerful!

As if he had guessed An Xiaoyue's question, Mr. Yu squinted his eyes and laughed again, "Ah Mo, this girl is very cute, you are lucky!"

An Xiaoyue immediately looked embarrassed.

It's all my fault that I usually only watch those bullying idol dramas, and haven't read the fashion news carefully, otherwise I wouldn't have lost such a big face in front of others.