Madame always thinks I'm a domineering president

Hearing this, Cheng Qingran's heart tightened, "I'm almost 30 years old, and I only have one girlfriend, or is it my first love?"

Chu nodded, "Well, I heard that this girlfriend had some friendship with him when he was young."

"Childhood connection?" EQ is also the first time I heard about Gu Xingfeng's girlfriend. She is inexplicably greedy and wants to know more.

"Yeah, her first girlfriend, Lonely Tingting, died in a plane crash. I can't tell you." Chu changed the subject and continued, "Wen Bai, what do you think I should prepare for Xiaoshi?"

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When I heard the name Lonely Tingting, I felt a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I saw it.

"how many days?"

"Less than ten days, half a month at most."

"Bring the clothes and toiletries you wear, don't you mean follow a professional guide?"

"I don't know why, my heart is always very nervous." Chu pressed his chest, feeling his heart beating faster.

Cheng Qingran patted her on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, isn't this a trip to Xiaoshi for a few days? It doesn't matter, and even if something happens, you can still contact our embassy. strong backing."

"Okay, what do you want, I'll get it to you."

"I just hope you're okay."

Later, Cheng Qingran helped Chu prepare for the expedition.

The wind in early summer is warm, soft and fragrant, like a lover's lips, greedy and deceitful.

The wind blew into the design department by the water, rustling the paper on the table, curly hair on Cheng Qingran's forehead, a strand of hair brushed her face, itching, she ignored the fine-tuning, fiddling behind her ear , continue to stare at the computer screen.

"It's out, it's out." Everyone sat around the computer, waiting for the premiere.

"Damn it, Mo Yiyan is so photogenic, if you look carefully, she really looks like little Modong."

"After all, they are brothers and sisters with a little relationship."

"Chanel's tailored suits make her look smart and majestic."

“Director White is wearing our Cruise collection at the water’s edge, and this dress is still from your sister Zhang. It’s beautiful.”

The red dress on her fair and bright body is simple and elegant, showing her professional demeanor. A small belt around the waist is also added, paired with red high-heeled shoes.

There was a lot of gossip in the design department, and Cheng Qingran noticed that Moi's face, mouth, and body did look a bit similar, which made her look more heroic.

Unknowingly, a familiar face appeared in Cheng Qingran's mind. His eyes were long and bright, his nose was high, his lips were thin, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, confident and cheerful.

She recalled that on the way back from the warehouse that day, his lips were cool, soft, and soft, and she couldn't help tightening her lips and biting her lips, as if she still had his breath.

Suddenly, I found myself surrounded by a gust of heat, with chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"Wow, I chose Zhang Yimou's shirt and pants as the first outfit." A voice interrupted her.

A classic white silk button down shirt with pleats at the front and lantern cuffs adding a simple design touch to the shirt.A pair of apricot-colored professional trousers with a bow at the waist, simple yet elegant, dignified yet textured.

"It's still my sister Zhang."

Zhang Meng laughed and said, "For a better flower idea, I just used the ancient pleated skirt for the pleated shirt and lantern cuffs based on Xiao Li's lantern earrings."

Zhang Meng said modestly.

All eyes were on the models as they displayed their garments on stage.

"The silk clothes are really smooth, and the female models one after another are like chivalrous women coming out of a cubicle."

"The trouser suit is also perfect, soft and fair, nice and rustling."

The models walked up and down the stage, bringing out the beauty of their outfits to perfection.

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"Listen, it's tutoring time."

The instructors commented one by one, and at the end they all said the clothes of "Water's Edge". The other three instructors gave positive comments, but the designer of "Up and Down" was merciless, "I like your design materials, using traditional The silk blended with unique craftsmanship has a great heritage spirit, but the clothes themselves are not satisfactory. '

In the end, she emphasized one point: "First-class fabrics, first-class design."

After hearing her comments, the designers were outraged.

"Fuck, there's no need to be so hard."

"Really? Swearing with your mouth?"

"What? First-rate fabric? Second-rate design? Why on earth is she saying that? It's killing me."

"This is the result of several months of hard work. Does she still know how to respect her rejection?"

“Can’t the older generation give the younger generation some encouragement to keep the younger generation alive?”

“She jumped on it when she was young and naturally didn’t like our designs.”

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“However, I don’t think her designs are that good either!”

Everyone discussed and dispersed.

Xiao Song built a spiritual wall with concrete. Looking at the half-drawn maternity clothes drawn on the computer screen, he was no longer in the mood to draw lines, and his stomach was no more uncomfortable than that of a pregnant woman. He looked up at the wall 6:20 The pointer, simply off work.

"Kiss me, I'll come first." Without finishing the design work, she left and fled, stomping the floor in boredom, determined to go, and chose to walk back to the view apartment.

Walking out of the Pin Industrial Group building, a breeze mixed with cool raindrops passed through her cotton cloth and white shirt. She looked up at the gray sky, and then raised her hand to catch the cold raindrops, some of which fell on her On the palm of her hand, she took it and rubbed it, a chill seeped into her heart.

"It's raining again!" With that, she raised her legs and stepped into the rain.

"Yes, it's raining again!" an umbrella shielded her from the drizzle.

Looking sideways, a handsome face came into view, everything was so familiar, familiar voice, familiar figure, even tenderness.

"Small?" Cheng Qingran 45 looked up.

Mo Yisheng didn't say anything, just smiled instead of his answer.

"Did you just get off work too?" she asked.

He replied, "No, I'm waiting for you."

"Are you waiting for me?"

"it is good."

Cheng Qingran's mind was filled with orders for flowers, confusing her eyes and disturbing her thoughts.Waiting for her, why?Why wait for her?Why wait for her?All questions mean the same thing, but are asked in different ways.

"Last time I owed you a date, and today I will make it up to you." Under an umbrella, the two of them were very close together, he tilted his head and talked, breathing on her face, every inch was warm and suffocating. itch.

Something that is familiar is a little strange.

The ambiguity took root under the umbrella and grew into a flower in her heart, she smiled, "You still owe me a date?"

Xiao Wang also smiled, "You invited me to see the cherry blossoms, but I didn't go."

I see.What kind of debt is this?At that time, she just said, how can this be refunded?