Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Aunt Fengqiao had never seen this style of clothes and skirts, but she was also very interested. The picture is not bad, but the accompanying text is so crooked that people can't understand it.

She stretched out her index finger painted with Yanhong Dankou, and pointed: "What is... black silk and white silk?"

Xu Ziying coughed lightly: "The semi-transparent fabric that fits tightly to the thigh is made of elastic material, and there is also a loose style made of lightweight tulle."

He used to have almost no desires in that area, and he didn't like to look at beautiful women. He even suspected that there was something wrong, so he didn't make clothes that were too revealing.

And he believes that as long as the clothes highlight the advantages, it will look much better than wearing nothing at all. With some modern elements, as a highlight, no more, no less is just right.

Seeing Aunt Fengqiao's hesitation, Xu Ziying made persistent efforts to sell her clothes. After much deliberation, Aunt Fengqiao agreed to let him send him a few samples first, and then decide on the matter in the future.

"It's not that my family can't trust Xiao Yu'er. Since Mr. Lang came here for him, my family also believes in you, but I think the material is good, but the price...may need to be lowered."

Xu Ziying knew that he was trusting him, but he didn't want to bargain. Xu Ziying frowned to express his embarrassment: "Auntie, this is already the lowest price. If it is any lower, our shop will not make any money."

"That's all." Aunt Feng Qiao had sharp teeth, her face covered with makeup was pale, and she refused: "The price of that one is lower than yours, and the guests like it, so why bother to talk to you?" .”

Hearing this, Xu Ziying looked poised and raised his eyes to meet him.

"Since this is the case, there is nothing to say. The Goulan Courtyard in Xuanle City is really not limited to my aunt's family. I didn't want to come here at first. It was the scruples of our shopkeeper and the friendship between my aunt, so I must bring the best for you. Auntie will watch first."

He paused and continued: "Since my aunt has seen it, I can go back and explain it. I will go to Yilanxuan to have a look at it later. I think you know what the style is like. Then, aunt, you can do it first." , I will take my leave.”

After speaking, Xu Ziying took the pattern drawing and turned around, walked to the door a few steps, when he pushed the door, Aunt Fengqiao hurriedly said: "Hold on, little man."

"Hey, look at what you said, this little Yu'er's friendship will naturally be remembered by the slave family, such a pattern, the slave family will also accept it."

Aunt Fengqiao smiled all over her face, she turned around, this style is really good, she just wanted to bargain the price, she can't call such a good thing into the hands of the other party.

But Xu Ziying settled down a little, went down the steps, turned around and said with a smile: "You get what you pay for, what are the clothes like, I'll send someone to deliver them tomorrow, after my aunt has seen the effect, we can talk about the price soon."

Aunt Fengqiao said: "Very good, very good."

The matter was settled, Xu Ziying felt relaxed, Aunt Fengqiao said abruptly, "Wait a minute."

Xu Ziying thought that Aunt Fengqiao was about to change her mind, so she said, "Young Lord, how do you take care of your skin?"

"..."

Xu Ziying sent Aunt Fengqiao away, he didn't go out in a hurry, but changed his clothes first in this empty room.

He took off his bright red and purple robes and changed into dark blue robes, he had no choice but to have clothes made by Rong Feiyan in his storage purse, and he had to wear them if he didn't want to.

After straightening his robes and taking off his veil, Xu Ziying pushed the door out and looked left and right to see that Rong Fei was not outside, Xu Ziying was muttering to himself when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

He turned around following the sound and saw that it was Zhou Yunke.

Zhou Yunke seemed not quite sure it was him, and when he turned around, he smiled and said, "It's really Mr. Xu."

Xu Ziying didn't expect to meet him, and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Zhou Yunke smiled slightly: "Help people to the end, Zhou just wants to come out and see if Mr. Xu is okay."

Xu Ziying was embarrassed for a while, and laughed dryly: "It's okay, I'm here to discuss business, this accident is nothing..."

"Talking about business?"

Xu Ziying was not afraid of anything, but he didn't want Zhou Yunke to misunderstand, so he took out a few pictures of normal clothes he had drawn, both for men and women, he said.

"I'm in my uncle's cloth shop, and I'm here today to discuss the sale of Zuihongju's clothes."

Zhou Yunke took the blueprint and flipped through it, nodded knowingly, and chuckled for some reason: "These are all from Mr. Xu's hand?"

Xu Ziying took it as propaganda, and said with a smile, "Of course."

Zhou Yunke looked at it again and again, thought for a while, and said: "Mr. Xu, can I borrow these pictures of the clothes for a few days?"

These drawings were Xu Ziying's sample clothes for the exhibition. The clothes will be hung in the store as samples in two days. He nodded and patted Zhou Yunke on the shoulder.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, if you think this dress looks good, help me promote it."

Xu Ziying smiled brightly, Zhou Yunke seemed to pause for a moment, his lowered pupils curved into a smile: "If there is any benefit, of course Mr. Xu will be indispensable."

The two didn't say much, Zhou Yunke took the blueprint, thought for a while and said, "Mr. Xu is waiting for someone?"

Xu Ziying wanted to say no, but Zhou Yunke took a step forward and said, "Zhou can see that Mr. Xu and Marquis Yan know each other, right?"

Zhou Yunke's tone was affirmative, Xu Ziying couldn't lie anymore, so he could only say, "Yes, I know him, but that guy always pesters me."

"How do you say this?"

Having said that, Xu Ziying was not afraid to say more, and said unhappy: "He said he likes me, but I just want to do business now, and if I don't agree, he keeps pestering me, which seriously affects my daily life."

Zhou Yunke said: "This matter... really shouldn't be made difficult by others."

Zhou Yunke saw how Rong Fei hated Xu Ziying, but he couldn't say anything more, so Xu Ziying asked him in a low voice.

"Are you in the Guards Division? Can I report to the police if he is like this? Arrest Rong Feiyan, he is too annoying."

Zhou Yunke didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't work."

Xu Ziying thought the same, curling her lips to express her displeasure.Zhou Yunke still had work to do, so he was about to leave, and Xu Ziying wanted gold bars, so he didn't go with him.

Seeing Zhou Yunke walking away, Rong Feiyan appeared behind him, Xu Ziying was startled, and took half a step back: "I rely on you to walk without making a sound, you scared me to death!"

"What did Yingying say to that Zhou?" Rong Fei teased, his lips curled into a smile that seemed angry.

Xu Ziying was originally happy because the business was negotiated, and when he was tired of talking to Rong Fei, he rarely smiled. He poked his chest with his finger: "What does it matter to you?"

These words seemed provocative to Rong Feiyan, and there was a secret between the two of them, he raised his eyebrows shortly, and pulled Xu Ziying into the idle room just now.

As soon as the door was closed, Xu Ziying leaned his back against the wall.

Xu Ziying was caught off guard, and wanted to struggle reflexively, but his mouth was gagged. He was kissed by Rong Fei for a long time, and finally pushed him away in the gap of breathing. The next moment, the man's warm chest pressed against him again. come over.

Rong Fei tired of hugging him from behind, breathing heavily, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter between you and that Zhou? Huh?"

Xu Ziying didn't know what medicine Rong Fei had taken wrongly. He felt inexplicable. He moved and couldn't move, and said speechlessly, "What's going on? Didn't I tell you? I know... I rely on you not to touch me!"

Rong Fei put his head down and kissed him lightly on the cheek, one by one, and both hands were not idle, whispering softly.

"Yingying, Master Hou, I'll go get gold bars for you. How can you flirt with the man next to me? It makes me so sad."

Xu Ziying's mind was full of gold bars, and he turned his head and said happily, "Really?"

Rong Fei smiled tiredly, and took advantage of the situation to kiss him again: "Is there still a fake?" After speaking, he handed the gold bar to him.

Xu Ziying's hands trembled a little, holding the golden and heavy gold bar, regardless of Rong Fei's distaste for kissing and touching him, he directly took a bite of the gold bar, swallowed and spit.

"Really, really gold bars...it can be exchanged for a lot of silver."

Rong Fei just liked him like this, obediently let himself do what he wanted, kissed the fair neck under his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yingying looks so good in dark blue."

Xu Ziying was picking at his fingers to settle accounts, when he suddenly caught his breath, he hurriedly grabbed Rong Feiyan's hand, and said, "You...don't, where are you touching!"

Xu Ziying is also a normal person, Rong Fei is tired of such single-minded teasing, it is impossible not to feel it, and only listens to the man behind him.

"Yingying, can't you?"

Xu Ziying's face was flushed, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes sparkled like spring water. He bit his lip and struggled for a moment, his head became more and more groggy, and his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat.

Seeing his loose appearance, Rong Fei's heart became softer and softer, he curled his lips into a smile, stroked Xu Ziying's sleeve with his big hand, and touched something with his fingers.

He took it out and saw that it was a handkerchief. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he remembered it after a while.

This handkerchief was exactly the same as Zhou Yunke's wiping his body with alcohol just now.

Rong Feiyan: "..."

Xu Ziying really couldn't bear it, but the feeling suddenly disappeared. He looked over suspiciously, only to see Rong Fei asked with a handkerchief between his fingers.

"Yingying, what's going on?"