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Zhao Zhen felt like he was running around like a mindless fly, and he was rarely as frizzy as a novice these years.

Ning Yu sat comfortably on the chair and drank the tea prepared by Zhao Zhen, looked over from a distance, and smiled lightly, which did not make people feel sticky.Zhao Zhen let her look at it from such a distance, the material in his hand stabbed, and there was an extra hole.Zhao Zhen gasped, wishing she could use this rag to cover Ning Yu's eyes so that she wouldn't be blind.

But Ning Yu can't be blamed, she just gave her a half-hearted glance, but Zhao Zhen lost her composure for no reason.Zhao Zhen crumpled up the waste fabric and threw it into the waste bin, then glanced sideways and went back.I thought to myself: Those eyes lit up in front of the camera, I don’t know how many people will be hooked.Ning Yu was born to be a model.

According to the prototype of the design, the style of the clothes has been roughly finalized. Zhao Zhen ordered the desired material from the factory, and invited Ning Yu, the big Buddha, to help make the pattern.

It is Zhao Zhen's personal habit to invite models to scrutinize together.Because in Zhao Zhen's eyes, the most important thing about pattern making is the fit, after all, clothes are for people to wear.Ning Yu took the soft ruler, and Ning Yu stood up with insight, opened her arms slightly, hooked the corner of her mouth, and said: "Come on."

It looked like she was opening her arms to hug Zhao Zhen.Zhao Zhen was afraid of being fooled by Ning Yu again, so he didn't dare to lift his eyelids, so he lowered his head and focused on measuring. The soft ruler passed under Ning Yu's armpit, Zhao Zhen twisted the end of the ruler slightly close to Ning Yu's chest, and gathered it to Ning Yu's straight chest.

The knuckles were vaguely attached to the soft spot, and Zhao Zhen blushed a little.They are both women, but with this body, how can they be born so standard.I am a head shorter than others.Zhao Zhen sighed, shaking off the messy thoughts in his mind.

Opening the plate-making software, Zhao Zhen wrote down the data and quickly drew the layout on the computer.The shape determines the quality of a piece of clothing. Zhao Zhen is an absolute perfectionist when it comes to the shape of clothes.The picture gradually plumps up from the X-shaped outline, with smooth lines rippling on the screen like water waves, and three-dimensional folds spread out in distinct layers.Zhao Zhen looked at Ning Yu's slender figure in front of her original design, and imagined how Ning Yu would look in the clothes she designed.

This improved Chinese-style long gown was originally planned to use the H shape as the outline to make a design for women over 30 years old, which is serene, dignified and natural.But Zhao Zhen changed his mind now.The waist was thinned again, the hip line was raised, and the clothes on the computer looked slimmer and more graceful.

Originally planned to use a soft ramie fabric, I am afraid I have to change it.Zhao Zhen was thinking about it.Although it is too dangerous to overthrow the original design and re-select materials for drawing, the designer will not reject a better work.

"It seems that I have inspired the great designer." Zhao Zhen was really attentive when he got busy. Ning Yu was bored for a long time, so she moved behind Zhao Zhen and watched her polish the drawings stroke by stroke.

Zhao Zhen sent the territory mailbox away, closed the software, leaned softly on the chair, leaned his head against the back of the chair, looked up at Ning Yu and smiled.A layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Ning Yu bent down and lowered her head, a pretty face hovered unsteadily in front of Zhao Zhen's eyes, the overhead light in the living room was covered, and the dazzling white light scattered from that pretty face, Zhao Zhen just Looking at Ning Yu's upside-down face like this, I felt a little dizzy in front of my eyes, my pupils dilated, and I only felt that that face was a little distorted for a moment.

Within a few seconds, Ning Yu stretched out an arm in front of Zhao Zhen, brushed Zhao Zhen's shoulder, and put the coffee in his hand on the corner of the table: "The coffee is on the table for you. You are tired."

Zhao Zhen was so involved in her work that she didn't even notice when Ning Yu made coffee and held it in her hand.Zhao Zhen sat up straight, Ning Yu raised her body, and the two faces crossed.Zhao Zhen picked up the coffee on the corner of the table, and the freshly brewed coffee cup burned his palms and was steaming.

"Thank you. It's been a long time since no one made me coffee." Zhao Zhen took a sip and said.The way Zhao Zhen drank the coffee also showed a taste of being proficient in the tea ceremony. He took a sip lightly like drinking tea, and tapped a little bit of ripples like drinking water, looking like a very reserved lady.

Ning Yu put her arm on the back of Zhao Zhen's chair, leaned into Zhao Zhen's ear and said, "I know you don't like coffee, but tea. The room is full of teacups. However, after drinking tea for a long time, I occasionally change the taste. , not bad, isn't it?"

Zhao Zhen turned his back to Ning Yu, and the fragrance of Ning Yu's body and the bitter taste of the tea in his mouth breathed into Zhao Zhen's ears, smelling into his heart and spleen.Zhao Zhen didn't turn her head to look at Ning Yu, and knew that Ning Yu was very close to her at the moment. What she thought in her heart was: I made this tea for her too, and I didn't think this tea smelled so fragrant before.

"Probably the ready-made clothes will be made tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. When the samples come back, I have to wear them again and make tailor-made modifications. I will trouble you in the past few days."

"polite."

After delivering Ning Yu, Zhao Zhen cleaned the quilts on the two tables and put them on one table.A small and exquisite pottery cup, a tall and elegant porcelain cup, no matter how you look at it, they are a bit out of tune.Zhao Zhen felt that this mismatch was in line with his aesthetics as an artist. Although it looked uncomfortable, the discomfort probably came from not being used to it.After staring at the two cups for a long time, the more I look at them, the more I feel that such a combination is inexplicably harmonious.

The old-fashioned pendulum clock on the wall swayed back and forth, making Zhao Zhen who was in a daze tremble.I thought to myself that I was probably too bored by myself, wasted a lot of time thinking about little things for a long time, and wasted time for no reason.

My previous self was not like this.With that person, every minute and every second is very focused.

The sad feeling covered the bottom of my heart like a mist, Zhao Zhen sighed, took the clothes to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and closed his eyes amidst the sound of splashing water.

Out of Zhao Zhen's sight, Ning Yu's pace quickened.When I was in front of Zhao Zhen, I just had to sit like a vase, but I felt that the time was flying fast, and the light of the sun faded away, and before I knew it, the time agreed with Xiaoru was half an hour late.

Ning Yu remembers that when she first met Xiao Ru, Xiao Ru lowered her red face and flinched away from the scrutiny of a group of people.Ning Yu caught a glimpse of the rabbit embroidered on the pocket of Xiaoru's padded jacket, and for some reason, she thought of her sister.Ning Yu can also be regarded as a face person, her words carry some weight, and she said coldly to Xiaoru: "Come here." The two words seemed to startle Xiaoru, wishing to bury herself in the thick padded jacket that was as thick as a ball, There was light in a pair of eyes, trembling slightly.

Ning Yu knew that Xiao Ru had been kidnapped and sold here.Forcing Xiaoru to raise his head, hey, his big eyes are half or half like his sister's.Ning Yu smiled, knowing that she couldn't ignore this little girl.

Take care of it, and it becomes a matter of mind.During these days when Ning Yu took Xiao Ru out to sea, Ning Yu quickly found a job in the house, and everything was on the right track. Ning Yu didn't say anything, and Xiao Ru also felt that she had become an oil bottle, "An oil bottle "This word is stuffed in Xiaoru's stomach like a moldy steamed bun, thinking about it day and night, and then something happens.

Ning Yu said to Zhao Zhen, "People who like my body", it fell into Xiao Ru's ears like thunder, and he couldn't get out of his body in one breath, thinking that it was probably because of his oily bottle. , forcing Sister Ning to do something she didn't want to do.Wanting to share a little for Ning Yu, but didn't know what to do, he unconsciously aimed at the customer who was often harassed by text messages on his mobile phone and promised to help him find a job.

Fortunately, Zhao Zhen bumped into him and stopped him.But Ning Yu felt that even if he didn't bump into it, it was nothing.

Ning Yu felt that she was not a Tathagata Buddha, she couldn't hold the little girl with stiff wings anymore, and she didn't have the mood to look at her.If you don't break the law, you won't get sick, and the rest is up to her.Xiao Ru is not a child, nor is she an old woman.Destiny is in one's own hands.

Ning Yu and Xiao Ru made an appointment to go home at five o'clock, but it was almost six o'clock when they got home.Sighing, she opened the door, rushed straight into Xiaoru's room, lifted the quilt, and Xiaoru nestled in the quilt, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, her sobbing was as thin as a gossamer.

Ning Yu held Xiao Ru in her arms, helplessly: "Xiao Ru, you can't do this."

Xiaoru's face was buried in Ning Yu's waist, and Ning Yu's comfort made her want to cry even more, biting her lip and crying softly.

Ning Yu stroked Xiaoru's hair: "Your sister has grown up, how can you rely on her so much. You should have your own life."

"Who will be your sister!" The strength that had been held back for a long time seemed to come out with this sound, Xiao Ru hugged Ning Yu even tighter, and her thin arms were a little more ruthless, trying to Ning Yu hugged tightly as if her waist hoop was broken and refused to give it away.After venting, the crying became more indulgent, the whole body trembled around Ning Yu's waist, and her voice trembled.

Ning Yu was stunned, the thin layer of shirt around her waist was wet with tears, she wanted to pat Xiao Ru on the shoulder, but she couldn't do it.

My... Xiaoru, when did it become like this?It's a bit incompetent for my own sister to do so.

Ning Yu looked at the empty white wall, her eyes were dazed, and her voice regained her composure: "Xiao Ru, raise your head."

Ten seconds, 1 minute, 2 minutes, the crying gradually subsided, and Xiaoru tried hard to stop her tears obediently, with occasional indistinct sobs in her throat.

Ning Yu is also a person who is used to seeing big winds and waves. She has dealt with all kinds of people too much, and she always speaks easily when it comes to love affairs.But in the face of this younger sister whom he recognized in his heart, Ning Yu really had no choice.No one taught her how to face her relatives, Ning Yu was actually very timid, afraid that she would not be able to untie the knot if she said it was light, and hurt the person who was in the pear blossom and rain if she said it was serious.

"Wipe your tears." Ning Yu said.

At this moment, Xiaoru is well-behaved and docile like most little girls of her age, with tears on the back of her plain hands, and the back of her hands is stained with bright stains.

"Since I've identified you as my younger sister, then you are." Ning Yu's gentle tone was a bit domineering, as if deliberately trying to scare the children, and immediately gave another candy, caressing Xiaoru and coaxing softly "It's been about 20 years since my sister was sold. I've thought about it for a long time, and it's always as if there is a gap in my heart these years. But Xiaoru, when I get along with you, it seems that this hole is not complete. was filled in."

The person in his arms trembled even more violently, his frail body seemed to be exhausted from fear.

"So, will you be my sister?"

Ning Yu said "Okay" lightly, but the crying burst out again, tears burst out of the eyes like a broken thread, and overflowed from between the fingers covering her eyes.In addition to crying, just shaking his head.In Ning Yu's arms, she exhausted all her strength and shook her head like crazy.

Ning Yu remained motionless like a statue, straightened her body and waited for the person in her arms to finish crying and calm down.

Bowing his head, his lips moved together, and there was a salty taste wet from tears on his lips.The tongue tried hard to pry open Ning Yu's teeth, as if he wanted to share the bitterness of tears with Ning Yu, and the teardrops soaked into Ning Yu's lips and teeth along the overlapping lips.

His hand was also tightly grasped, and he was led by the other hand to pull off the sling, which was as small as a white nightgown. The undulations of his chest were half covered by the slipped nightgown, revealing a large piece of pale skin like a drawing paper.

In the next second, Xiaoru was pushed down on the bed.Looking at the glaring white lights on the ceiling, he became dizzy from head to toe.

The author has something to say: I recently took in a sick kitten who was not weaned.Take him to the doctor every day to feed him.So, you know. . .