Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

After a day of rehearsal, Ling Pan was clearly overwhelmed, so the program crew didn't dare to let her continue on stage.Guo Pei ordered the team to call it a day and give up the venue to other designers and models.

Ling Pan was lying in the dressing room, his head was dizzy all the time when he walked on the stage during the day, and he was a little nauseous, and he got better after taking some medicine after lunch.She was asleep now, with John by her side.

In the afternoon, there were still three hours before the fashion show started. Jhon called Ling Pan up, and the staff brought in the haute couture clothes for her to change into.

She lazily raised her eyes, and was completely stunned when her eyes touched the cheongsam.

The phoenix collar, center placket, pipa buttons, and peony flower embroidery on the body of the gown are bright but not gaudy.Ling Pan touched it with his hand and smiled slightly.

Sure enough, it is China's high-end No.1, and it has never disappointed.

At this time, Guo Pei walked in and said with a smile, "How is it? Do you like it?"

Ling Pan nodded, looked directly at her, and said to her very seriously: "Designer Guo, I admire you very much."

Guo Pei laughed: "Although you are not the first person to say this, I am still very happy, thank you."

If the blue and white porcelain dress made her feel amazing last time, then when she saw this peony cheongsam, she was moved in her heart.

It hangs there quietly, quiet and elegant.People can't help but think, which girl trapped in love is waiting for her lover who hasn't returned for a long time...

While dazed, Jhon patted her.When Ling Pan recovered, Jhon gave her the cheongsam and asked her to change.

Here, Wang Jiulong has already changed into his coat.

He was wearing a sand-gold coat, and under the light, he could vaguely see the smooth dark lines.Wang Jiulong has a slender figure, broad shoulders, and a long gown that looks gentle and delicate on him, but is still tall and straight.

The models had started to appear on stage one after another, but Wang Jiulong didn't see Ling Pan's figure for a long time. He asked the staff around him, saying that he was changing clothes and would come over right away.

After waiting for a while, Wang Jiulong, who had been standing at the entrance of the stage, suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"Wang Jiulong."

He turned around subconsciously, and immediately stood there in a daze.

Wearing a cheongsam, Ling Pan walked slowly towards him, his eyes were clear and the corner of his mouth was smiling.

The high raised collar reveals the slender neck, which seems to be exposed but not exposed; looming.All kinds of amorous feelings of a woman sway endlessly in an instant.

Wang Jiulong couldn't regain his senses for a long time, until she walked up to him and stared at him with those clear red phoenix eyes, he slowly lowered his eyes and stretched out his right hand to her.

Ling Pan looked at the hand stretched out to her, his heart trembled, his nose was sore, he pursed his lips silently, and gently placed his hand on his palm.As soon as she put it on, Wang Jiulong tightened his hands in the next second.She subconsciously retreated a bit, but was held even tighter by him.

Ling Pan raised her eyes and bumped into his half-smiling eyes, but she avoided them helplessly.

Standing side by side, Ling Pan could smell the familiar smell of sea salt on his body.

Before playing, the staff handed the folding fan to Wang Jiulong.

Wang Jiulong and Ling Pan are big closes, and they can be regarded as guest performers.Many entertainment journalists came here for the two of them. The models in front of them had all left the stage one after another, and it was almost time for the two of them to make their debut.

Ling Pan glanced sideways at Wang Jiulong, and asked casually, "Are you nervous?"

Wang Jiulong laughed lightly: "It's okay, it's my first show, I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."

Ling Pan bit her lip and muttered, "It's none of my business..."

The closing ceremony began, and the two joined hands on the runway.

There was a commotion in the auditorium, because the two people were so amazing.

One is a folding fan for a gown, and the other is a cheongsam with a body.Standing there, they really look like a pair of wall men who have traveled through time and space.

The lights were all gathered on them, and the eyes of the audience looking at them were full of amazement and admiration.Not only because of the two haute couture garments that blended the emotions of the times, but also because of the charm exuded from the inside out of the two people, who can tell a story through the clothes on their bodies.

The tightly held hands never let go while walking on the long runway, but instead became tighter and tighter.Ling Pan grabbed his palm, interlocked his fingers, and slowly moved forward facing the flashing light.

His hands were still as cool as before, while hers became a little hot due to the fever.

Although there is only a 25-meter platform, they feel that they have walked for a long, long time.Everything around them seemed to disappear, only the two of them were walking slowly, and just walking gave them peace of mind...

For a long time, the two embraced in front of the stage.

When turning around to go back, Ling Pan vaguely heard that familiar and deep voice.

"I miss you, Pan'er."

I know, I've always known...

But why do I want to sleep a little bit?

She gradually felt that everything in front of her eyes was a little blurry, and a feeling of dizziness hit her head.Ling Pan leaned back, but was blocked by the always strong arms.She looked up and looked into his affectionate eyes.

She smiled.

"Hang on, we're about to step down."

She lowered her eyes and leaned obediently in his arms.

"Ah."