Jiaochen

The atmosphere in the house (暧ai) is ambiguous, and the flame seems to be lit, which makes people unable to control themselves.

Ji Qingying was pulled in her arms by the man, her hand was still on the side of her leg, and his palm was wrapped around her, unable to move at all.

She could feel the warmth in his palm and her heart beating hard.

At the same time, I want to laugh a little inexplicably.

It turned out that Fu Yanzhi was drunk.

She lowered her head and threw the tip of his nose: "Doctor Fu, do others know you are like this?"

Fu Yanzhi opened his eyes and looked at her, her eyes were reflected in her beautiful (Yanyan) appearance. His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was deep: "You know."

"Huh?" Ji Qingying raised her eyebrows and asked deliberately: "Only I know?"

Fu Yan said "Yes".

Ji Qingying laughed: "Then other people have never seen you look drunk?"

Fu Yanzhi closed his eyes and took a break, then shook his head.

He usually doesn't drink much, and how can he experience getting drunk.

Ji Qingying stared at him straight (gou) (gou), and after getting the affirmative answer, she curled her lips and smiled silently.

She approached and kissed his lips: "How sober are you now?"

Fu Yanzhi didn't speak, his hand covering the back of Ji Qingying's hand suddenly withdrew, and under Ji Qingying's gaze, he even opened her buckle.

With a jump of her eyelids, she unexpectedly looked at the man lying on the sofa.

When Fu Yanzhi was about to unlock the second one, Ji Qingying held it down with her hands: "Don't."

She was shy: "The curtains are not drawn."

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes.

Ji Qingying pushed the person away, got up and went to the French window.

The cheongsam she is wearing today is a lace-style sleeveless slanted collar stand collar. The length reaches to the calf, and from the thigh down, there is a whole row of buckle links, which vainly block many fascinating scenery .

Ji Qingying closed the floor-to-ceiling windows and closed the curtains. In the house, only the warm (color) chandelier was shining in the room.

She turned her head to look at the man half lying on the sofa.

Fu Yanzhi didn't close his eyes, and was looking at her scorchingly.

The two looked at each other.

Ji Qingying pursed her lower lip and bends under his gaze.

She has always been in good shape, with good curves, and her lordosis and back curl. Although people are thin, they have everything they deserve. When you put on a cheongsam, you have a good figure at a glance.

Fu Yanzhi's eyes all fell on the woman not far away.

When she bent down, her calf was tight, and her white and soft hands contrasted sharply with the pink (color) lace.

It seems that even the skin on the body has a pink (color) tone.

She turned to her side, let the light shroud her, leaving her shadow on the ground.

Her fingers untied the buckles one by one, allowing Fu Yanzhi to see more.

Moving up from the calf and unbuttoning the side, she put her hand on the slanted flap button. Then he raised his eyes and looked at him, there was shame in his eyes, as well as (gou) quotes.

"Doctor Fu."

She deliberately suppressed her voice, like a fairy: "I'll teach you how to solve this."

The cheongsam worn by Ji Qingying today has a special buckle. Compared with the one on the side, this one is very difficult to untie, and after going around several times, it is not surprising that Fu Yanzhi just couldn't get off.

Fu Yanzhi looked like a flame, gradually burning.

He has a hoarse voice and sits up straight (shen): "Okay, come here."

Ji Qingying smiled and walked towards him gracefully.

As soon as Ji Qingying passed by, she was pulled across and sat on him. The unbuckled cheongsam was lifted to the base of his thighs, three legs were exposed (exposed), and the white and tender skin reflected, which made people think about it.

Fu Yanzhi lowered his head and glanced, his eyes darkened again.

He stared at Ji Qingying's face and asked in a low voice, "Teach me?"

After receiving his gaze, Ji Qingying reacted afterwards, as if she had dug a hole for herself.

But this pit must go down again.

She pursed her lips, looked down at his slender, well-knotted hands, and responded softly, "...OK."

She took Fu Yanzhi's hand, landed on the side of the collarbone, and whispered.

"You grab this thread and wind it around here twice. There is a small spot on that one. After you go around it, you will untie it."

Fu Yanzhi did so.

His fingers lingered on it, studying the buckle carefully and intently in the way she taught.

Looking closer, Ji Qingying realized that Fu Yanzhi's nails were trimmed very neatly, and they were very clean and beautiful.

She felt his fingers stagnate there, and she couldn't control her tightness.

Obviously it takes dozens of seconds, but Ji Qingying seems to have passed a year.

She swallowed subconsciously. Suddenly, a damp feeling came from the ears, and the man's voice fell: "Is that right?"

When the words fell, her top buckle was unlocked.

Ji Qingying said "Yes", her eyelashes trembled: "Yes."

Fu Yanzhi bowed his head and kissed her earlobe: "Are you learning fast?"

"……fast."

Fu Yanzhi gave a low smile and started to study the second one, and said in a low voice, "Well, the teacher taught me well."

Ji Qingying blushed to the limit, and moved Xia's body uncomfortably. As soon as he moved, he was detained by Fu Yanzhi.

He said, "Don't move."

"..."

She lowered her eyes and stared at the movements of his hands, really daring not to move.

In the past, Ji Qingying had never discovered that unwinding was such a painful thing.

Obviously there are just a few buttons that were made by men, as if it had been a century.

When all the buckles were released, she subconsciously thought of getting up and going back to the room. Before she could stand up, the man's hand went down the buckle and covered it somewhere.

Ji Qingying's legs hanging on both sides instantly stretched straight, with an indescribable feeling.

"Fu...speaking."

"Yeah." He answered, coaxing her: "Is there a reward for learning."

He took advantage of Ji Qingying's previous advantage and all those careful thoughts. It's like giving her back ten times a hundred times.

Ji Qingying answered vaguely: "What reward do you want?"

"you."

A word of determination popped out.

In the next second, Ji Qingying felt the man's hand moving, her body trembled uncontrollably, and a low moan overflowed in her throat. In the quiet late night, it was exceptionally abrupt and mellow.

...

The light in the living room is much brighter than the room, and it is a chandelier made up of many small bulbs. The cheongsam was lifted up, and under the light, it was particularly dazzling and conspicuous.

Gradually, there was more on the ground than before they entered the house, but it seemed that there was not much.

Nothing changed in the room, no strangers came in.

Only them.

It's just that the restraints on the body are much less, less and less.

The heavy clothes seemed to have been unloaded and disappeared.

The curtains were drawn, and no one could see the blushing, blushing heartbeat scene.

Only occasionally can hear a little different sound, which ignites in the middle of the night, making it difficult to sleep, and reverie.

Judging from the shadow under the light, the man's hand was walking around the woman, and the woman's legs were hanging in the air, dangling. It's like standing unsteady, and like (gou) unable to stand still.

When it fell, it was caught by a big hand and entangled like a vine.

…………

-

From the living room to the room, to the bathroom, and even on the table in the room, the shadows and traces of the two were left behind.

The drunk person seems to have completely removed the mask and poured out all the years of suppressed **** (sexual xing) because of this person.

The wind is quiet, and the voice is quiet.

When everything returned to calm, the petals and leaves floating on the surface of the lake stopped at the end of the lake, no longer floating due to the ripples.

When Fu Yanzhi woke up, the person next to him was still sinking (sleeping Shui).

The curtains in the room were closed tightly. It was Ji Qingying (强qiang) who wanted him to lengthen it last night, or at a special point in time, he didn't know what to do, so he held the person and pulled it over.

Thinking, he paused for a while, looking down at the person nestled in his arms, the softness between his eyebrows and eyes was full.

He bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips. Fu Yanzhi stood up quietly and took out the medicine in the drawer.

This time, she didn't kick him like the last time.

After applying the medicine to her, Fu Yanzhi stretched out her hand and squeezed her cheek, and said hoarsely, "I'm going to work."

Ji Qingying's eyelids moved, not wanting to look at him.

Fu Yanzhi smiled low, knowing she was awake.

He lowered his head and stumped her lips, and asked in a dumb voice, "Wake up and give me a message. I will send you breakfast."

"...Don't."

Ji Qingying snorted under the quilt: "You go to work, I will eat with Rongxue."

"it is good."

Fu Yanzhi stretched out her hand, lifted the hair on the side of her face, and whispered: "We will eat together that night." "...Um."

"Sorry."

Ji Qingying listened to the whispering sound in her ear, and the crazy things last night instantly came into her mind. She kicked him shyly, and muttered, "Go away!"

Fu Yan chuckled, knowing she was shy.

He paused, got up, stood up, and couldn't help bending down, and kissed her on the lips, telling her, "I liked the reward last night."

"..."

After the person left, Ji Qingying opened her eyes secretly (touching Mo) (touching Mo).

She lowered her head and glanced at the clothes she was wearing, wishing to cry without tears.

He likes it.

She doesn't like it! !

The person concerned expressed regret, very regretful. She shouldn't have taken the initiative (gou) to lead him last night, who knew that drunk Fu Yanzhi was like that.

Thinking of those scenes last night, Ji Qingying wanted to find a hole to bury herself.

There are so many tricks and tricks, but she is still grinding and tossing her hard. If it weren't for her usual exercise, Ji Qingying felt that she would have gone for the series of tricks last night.

She felt it clearly now that Fu Yanzhi liked cheongsam.

The man's uniform control is terrible.

-

When Fu Yanzhi arrived at the hospital, he was not surprised to receive congratulations from many colleagues.

He nodded his head freely. Although there was no obvious expression on his face, he just let people know that he was in a good mood.

Xu Chengli looked at him suspiciously: "You are in a good mood."

"Ok."

He raised his eyebrows: "Because of the game?"

After speaking, he said to himself: "No. You didn't get the first place before."

Fu Yanzhi glanced at him without saying a word.

He is in a good mood, of course, not because he won the prize.

Xu Chengli stared at him for a while, then realized, "...oh."

He said, "I understand."

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

Xu Chengli sighed quietly: "When will I find a girlfriend?"

Zhao Yidong was passing by and couldn't help but say: "Doctor Xu, you can find a girlfriend if you talk less."

Xu Chengli: "..."

He raised his eyes and looked at her: "Aren't you busy today?"

"Busy." Zhao Yidong said: "It's too busy, I'll go first, Dr. Xu, Doctor Fu, good morning."

Xu Chengli snorted and looked at her trotting back: "Hey, this Nurse Zhao is really..."

"That's right."

The smile on Xu Chengli's face froze, looking at him: "What did you say?"

Fu Yanzhi glanced at him with a calm tone: "If you talk less, you may find it."

Xu Chengli: "..."

Fu Yanzhi's day was busier than expected, and he didn't even have time to reply to Ji Qingying. During the lunch break, I ate two bites at random and got busy again.

Ji Qingying didn't care if he didn't reply to the message. She already knew how busy and tired Fu Yanzhi was.

When he is busy, she is also busy, and she also has her own work and life.

When Ji Qingying and Fu Yanzhi were together, they were full of him. They would act like a baby and let him take care of themselves, just like a three-year-old child.

But when separated, she became independent again (强qiang).

One person can resist everything.

After discussing the initial idea with Rongxue, the two ordered a takeaway.

Rong Xue glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "Sister Qingying."

"Ok?"

Rong Xue glanced at her neck and smiled, "Are you going out at night?"

"...Don't come out."

Rong Xue nodded and whispered, "If you go out, remember to cover your neck."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She looked down and noticed that there were traces of Fu Yanzhi sucking out last night.

Rong Xue stared at her with a look (color), and smiled: "Calm down, I understand."

She lifted her chin and said, "Is it particularly happy to fall in love with Doctor Fu?"

Ji Qingying pondered for a moment and nodded: "Yeah."

She did not hide anything, and even wanted to tell the world how happy it is to fall in love with Fu Yanzhi.

Rong Xue looked at it and couldn't help saying: "That's good."

She leaned on Ji Qingying's shoulder and said with emotion, "My sister Qingying deserves the best."

Ji Qingying bends her lips and looks at her eyes: "Don't flatter, you have to do things after you shoot."

Rong Xue laughed: "No problem, we'll finish the previous order after dinner, and we'll start the game in a few days."

"Ok."

In the afternoon, Ji Qingying and Rong Xue were busy, and Chen Xinyu suddenly came.

Both of them were taken aback.

Ji Qingying glanced at her unhappy expression, raised her eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Chen Xin bulged and sat down on the sofa, not knowing how to speak.

"No."

Ji Qingying smiled, got up to the kitchen and poured her a glass of water out, and said softly, "You got off work so early today?"

Chen Xinyu took it and said, "Yes."

She bowed her head and sipped her saliva.

Ji Qingying stopped asking too much, and continued to work on her own affairs.

Chen Xinyu stayed alone for a while, and walked over to her: "What can I do for help?"

Ji Qingying pointed to: "The one over there, I drew it. Help me cut it out."

"……Oh."

The living room was quiet and the three were busy.

After finishing the work at her, Ji Qingying glanced at the time and saw the news from Fu Yanzhi.

She said she had to work overtime at night and asked her and her assistant to eat early.

Ji Qingying raised her eyebrows and looked at Chen Xinyu, who had never said a word: "What do you want to eat at night?"

"Anything."

"Then go to roast (meat rou)."

Ji Qingying was very interested: "I haven't eaten grilled meat (rou) for a long time, and the game will be closed again in a few days. It must be unhappy to eat."

Chen Xinyu was speechless, looking at her eyes: "Okay, then go eat roast (rou), don't you do these?"

Ji Qingying nodded: "There are still a few days, it's too late."

The three said to leave, and after more than half an hour, they showed up at the roast (meatrou) shop.

Ji Qingying and Chen Xinyu sat on one side, while melting snow was opposite.

She glanced sideways at the person next to her, and poked her hand: "Why, don't you plan to say something?"

Chen Xinyu looked at her, leaned on her shoulder and shook his head: "I don't want to say."

Ji Qingying was speechless: "Then don't put on such a face. If you are like this, Rongxue dare not speak."

Suddenly the snowmelt who cue arrived said "Ah". After receiving Ji Qingying's gaze, she nodded and offered Chen Xinyu tea with a smile: "Sister Xinyu, is there someone at work that made you angry? Don't be angry, don't be angry, our Xinyu sister is the best."

Chen Xinyu grinned and looked at her eyes: "We melt the snow, we still have a sweet mouth."

Rong Xue smiled: "All of them are taught by Sister Xinyu."

Chen Xinyu smiled: "You are polite."

Listening to the flattery and flattery of the two, Ji Qingying was speechless.

She laughed: "I'll go to the bathroom."

"Go, go, you can eat (肉rou) when you come back."

Ji Qingying laughed.

The roast (meat rou) restaurant they chose is a highly rated one on an app, with a good reputation and good service.

The shop is very big, the only thing that is not so good is that the toilets are crowded.

Ji Qingying stood in line behind, playing with her mobile phone casually, reporting her whereabouts to Fu Yanzhi from time to time.

I just sent out a photo of roasting (meat rou), and a strange voice came from the other side.

"Ji Qingying?"

She paused and raised her eyes subconsciously.

The toilet is not too big, and there is just a small aisle at the door. Everyone is in a row. When someone comes out of it, the shoulders will accidentally rise, which can be described as cramped.

Not far in front of Ji Qingying, there is a step, and the toilet is in the step. Everyone is waiting at the bottom of the step.

At this moment, there was a woman in a white dress standing on the steps. She was delicate and petite, and looked like the sister next door.

Compared with Ji Qingying's Ming (yanyan) Zhang Yang, it is slightly inferior (color).

She looked at Ji Qingying, and there was an accident in her eyes.

After seeing this face clearly, Ji Qingying suddenly thought of when she introduced herself a few years ago.

She said her name is Lin Xiaoshuang.

It's a poem from Wang Shifu, "When you know who is drunk in Shuanglin, always tears away."

Just seeing this sentence will make people feel the beauty of autumn wind and frost leaves, especially artistic.

At that time, Ji Qingying also felt very beautiful.

Even for this reason, she became good friends.

Thinking, she raised her eyes and set her eyes on her.

Lin Xiaoshuang saw that she did not refute, she smiled and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ji Qingying raised her eyebrows: "This is your home?"

The smile on Lin Xiaoshuang's face froze, as if she didn't expect her to hit back with sharp teeth.

She paused and said warmly: "That's not what I meant, or I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Oh."

Lin Xiaoshuang looked at her: "Did you come with a friend?"

Ji Qingying didn't speak up.

Lin Xiaoshuang looked around the store and said in a low voice, "I heard that you participated in the national design competition. How are your preparations?"

Ji Qingying looked at her, smiled and asked, "Want to know?"

Lin Xiaoshuang choked and looked at her: "Qingying, you have changed a lot."

"Yes."

Ji Qingying said lightly, "Of course I have changed a lot, and you have also changed a lot."

She glanced at Lin Xiaoshuang's face (color), and under the expectation of her gaze, she said unceremoniously: "Is it true that foreign soil and water do not nourish people? I feel that you are aging very quickly." She said, "Haggard. Quite a lot, not pretty anymore."

"..."

"You." Lin Xiaoshuang's eyes widened, never expecting that she would attack herself at this point.

Ji Qingying pulled her lower lip: "It was a pity that the scenery was gone when I left that year."

Lin Xiaoshuang looked at the gaze around him, gritted his teeth and said: "Ji Qingying, are you crazy?"

"No ah."

Ji Qingying moved forward and said lightly, "But, I plan to see you go crazy."

She said blankly: "I will never lose first until you are not crazy."

After speaking, it happened to be her.

Ji Qingying didn't even give her a look, and went into the bathroom.

When she came out again, Ji Qingying stood in front of the sink to wash her hands, with a mirror in front of her.

She looked up at the person in the mirror, feeling strange to herself.

Ji Qingying pursed her lower lip, lowered her head and brushed her hands with water. After washing for a long time, she turned and left.

-

Back in position, Chen Xinyu looked at her suspiciously: "Why are you in a bad mood?"

Ji Qingying took out her phone, opened the chat interface with Fu Yanzhi, and asked in a low voice, "Is it obvious?"

"……very much."

Chen Xinyu turned his head and glanced: "What happened to you?"

"Ok."

She sent Fu Yanzhi an emoji to hug, and turned to look at her: "Have you met Lin Xiaoshuang and the others?"

Chen Xinyu was taken aback, his lips fluttered, and he looked at her in disbelief.

Looking at her expression, Ji Qingying knew that she was right.

She took the cup in front of her and took a sip, and said lightly, "I just saw you."

In an instant, Chen Xinyu's eyes widened: "Did she take the initiative to speak to you?"

"Ok."

"Fuck!" Chen Xinyu didn't suppress his tone, and said angrily, "Where does her face come from?"

Ji Qingying said nothing.

She was holding the cup and thinking, how could anyone in this world really have such a thick skin.

"Where is she?"

Chen Xinyu looked around.

Ji Qingying looked at her: "Do you still want to fight with her?"

"Don't fight, just pour some green tea for her."

"..."

"No need." Ji Qingying smiled and said, "We will see you at the game."

Chen Xinyu looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"Ok."

Ji Qingying pursed her lower lip: "Very good."

She said, "I was the one who persuaded me before, and I was also under-fed, but it is different now."

She grew up.

Even if more dirty water was poured over, she would no longer shrink back.

Rong Xue looked at the two of them opposite, a little dazed: "...Sister Qingying, Sister Xinyu, what are you talking about?"

Chen Xinyu glanced at Ji Qingying, then paused, "Say a disgusting person."

Melting snow blinked.

Ji Qingying smiled: "Well, I don't know how to say it."

-

The grievances between her and Lin Xiaoshuang probably started on the day they entered the university.

In the beginning, Ji Qingying and Lin Xiaoshuang were better.

She and Lin Xiaoshuang, Chi Lu and Chen Xinyu were in the same dormitory at first.

Lin Xiaoshuang was the first person I met after Ji Qingying reported, so it was natural to be a Guan Guan.

Then came Chi Green, and then Chen Xinyu.

The four people are different, but most of them have the same preferences.

Chen Xinyu is lively and cheerful (off tuo). Chi Lv is relatively tall and cold, and he will be tall and thin, and his temper is not very good, so that everyone does not dare to provoke.

Ji Qingying and Lin Xiaoshuang have relatively similar (sexual xing) styles. They are neither lukewarm nor lukewarm. They don't care about everything. The four get along very well.

Chi Lu was not thinking about design. Chen Xinyu was also the kind of mine at home. His father was a nouveau riche. When he first started to learn design, he was not very interested.

Only she and Lin Xiaoshuang really love fashion design.

She prefers cheongsam, and Lin Xiaoshuang likes fashion. The two of them have thoughts and sparks, and they will get together from time to time to come up with new ideas.

For this reason, they spend the longest time together.

Occasionally, Chi Lu and Chen Xinyu are jealous, saying that they are like conjoined babies, and they don't separate anywhere.

Ji Qingying usually smiles, but Lin Xiaoshuang will explain, and even say that because she likes Ji Qingying the most, and that Ji Qingying is a treasure, how can anyone study the culture of cheongsam and other clothing so deeply.

She is Ji Qingying's best friend, at least once, she thought so.

Four years of university, saying that the long is not long and the short is not short.

Ji Qingying is beautiful, and Chi Lu is praised as twins at school.

One is Ming (yan yan) and the other is cold (yan yan).

Many people chased them, but sooner or later, sooner or later, they said that they had a boyfriend.

So in comparison, there are more people chasing Ji Qingying.

Who doesn't like maverick beauties, let alone those who are good in shape, talented and handsome.

Ji Qingying seldom talks to boys, she doesn't like it very much, always thinks they are too exaggerated.

The only one who has a better tie is the classmates. Of course, the best one is He Yuan.

He Yuan was in Ji Qingying's class when he was a freshman, and only changed his major in his sophomore year.

He is not a suitor of Ji Qingying, at least he has not confessed. But he takes good care of Ji Qingying, even if Ji Qingying doesn't want it, he will take care of her in every aspect.

Several people have collaborated on works, and they are relatively easy to chat.

He Yuan's family is engaged in the clothing industry, and he is considered a rich man's son, but he doesn't have that kind of wealthy man's fault.

He is good to Ji Qingying, as everyone knows.

But he is also the kind of person with a sense of measure. Even if Ji Qingying wants to keep a distance from him, there will always be intersections due to schoolwork problems.

Later, the two gradually became familiar with each other.

But from beginning to end, He Yuan never said anything about chasing her, etc. The two got along like friends.

If he goes further, Ji Qingying will retire. Will keep a distance from him.

She didn't like He Yuan, she didn't want to hang He Yuan, and even talked with him frankly.

They will only be friends in this life.

He Yuan would smile and tell her, of course. They will be friends for life.

Ji Qingying actually didn't believe in pure friendship between men and women, but He Yuan had already talked about it, and she couldn't say anything more.

After He Yuan switched to majors, the two would talk less.

Only occasionally on his birthday would invite people from their dormitory over, or on Ji Qingying’s birthday, he would give gifts.

Of course, he is not just a gift to Ji Qingying, they will receive gifts for the entire dormitory's birthday.

What he did was so dripping that he couldn't find any loopholes.

Coupled with He Yuan's unique vision, he also has ideas in design. Over time, Ji Qingying will also chat with him about some ideas, and when the design has no clue, he will also discuss with him and the roommates in the dormitory.

This relatively simple friendship has been maintained for nearly three years.

When the junior year was about to leave, Ji Qingying was informed by the teacher that an international school could admit a student in their school, provided that all the contestants had the best work and the teacher recommended it.

The international school is not just a design school. In addition to design, you can also get in touch with many people in the design circle. The students enrolled in this school will also be carefully guided and trained by fashion experts from several major luxury goods companies.

The students who have been in once come out, and they have already shined in the design industry.

This starting point is too high.

In addition to being able to enter the training school, there are additional bonuses, which are also exceptionally rich, which makes many people eager.

Ji Qingying loves cheongsam and loves learning.

Nothing can stop her from moving forward. What's more, the teacher recommended that she signed up without even thinking about it.

Lin Xiaoshuang also signed up.

The design of the two is separate.

That work took Ji Qingying nearly half a month's time. She never sleeps, from the first drawing to the finished product, everything is done by her hand.

She even processed the finished fabric herself.

She was full of confidence. What she had never expected was that this work she was most satisfied with, the most confident work, was slandered and plagiarized.

When the works were displayed, Lin Xiaoshuang and her exhibited the same style of cheongsam design.

The teacher of the judges was in an uproar and started a discussion for the first time.

The email time of the drawings they received showed that Lin Xiaoshuang was earlier than Ji Qingying.

At that time, the plagiarism hat was buttoned off.

The teacher was disappointed in her, and even the eyes of the classmates gradually changed.

Ji Qingying wanted to prove himself, but couldn't start.

Because of that meeting, Lin Xiaoshuang no longer lives in the dormitory. The two of them are separated, and there is no way to prove that Lin Xiaoshuang has seen her design drawings.

Chi Lu gave a solution, saying that he would check the dormitory building monitoring, and wanted to see if Lin Xiaoshuang had returned to the dormitory when Ji Qingying's design draft was about to take shape.

Fortunately, the monitoring of those days was broken.

Later, Ji Qingying thought of the key point.

She asked He Yuan when she first had an idea for that work.

I also discussed her idea with him, because she needed He Yuan's help to find the finished fabric.

The point of discussion, before sending the email.

Ji Qingying talked to He Yuan for the first time and even proved it.

That day, it was Ji Qingying who felt the world collapse for the first time.

He Yuan said that she had never told him.

She just asked him to help find materials, but she didn't talk about creativity or ideas. He hadn't even seen the design drawings.

Obviously, Ji Qingying had shown him rough drafts and roughly described what she wanted.

On the contrary, he has seen Lin Xiaoshuang's original design.

He even helped Lin Xiaoshuang prove the source of inspiration. Those sources of inspiration, every word, every sentence came from Ji Qingying's mouth.

She loves every cheongsam story.

Since she was a child, she grew up listening to her grandmother's cheongsam story. Every piece of clothing, every piece of cheongsam, has a soul and life.

There are many things, and they all have hidden stories in them.

…………

Fu Yanzhi's phone call interrupted Ji Qingying's memory.

Her eyelashes trembled lightly, pressing down the memories of the past hard.

"Hey."

She bowed her head, took the tissue that Chen Xinyu handed over and wiped her eyes.

Fu Yanzhi had just finished busy, and called her the first time.

"Have you eaten?"

"……No."

Ji Qingying pursed her lips, her voice a little dumb: "It's still roasting (meat rou), are you finished?"

"Ok."

Fu Yanzhi paused, and whispered, "Is the roast (meat rou) delicious?"

Ji Qingying glanced at the cold roast (meat rou) in the bowl, and stuffed her mouth: "It's not delicious, I won't come to this store next time."

Fu Yanzhi smiled and said softly, "Okay, I will go to another store next time."

He looked down at the watch time, his eyes (color) darkened: "You eat first, I will pick you up later."

Ji Qingying said "Yes": "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Qingying briefly (sexually) cleared up his emotions, and looked at the two of them: "I'm fine."

She thought for a while and said, "From the day I made up my mind to participate in the competition again, I thought that there would be another day to reach her."

This time, not only did she have to get rid of the charges many years ago (off tuo), but also to drag people from a height.

She likes to be at the top, doesn't she.

Then let her try the taste of falling from the top.

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After eating the roast (肉rou) and going out, Ji Qingying saw the people waiting for her at the door.

He was wearing a black (color) shirt and his face was stern, and he looked like a stranger.

The whole body is from top to bottom, exuding cold from the inside out.

But by the way, he held something in his hand that didn't match his appearance.

He is holding a cup of (Milk Nai) tea and a bunch of candied haws. There is also a balloon tied to his wrist.

Ji Qingying was startled slightly.

Chen Xinyu and Rong Xue walked behind. When they saw this scene, they paused.

"Melting snow, I'll take you back."

Melting Snow nodded: "We can't be light bulbs."

"Correct."

After speaking, Chen Xinyu pulled Rongxue and quickly ran past them, leaving a sentence: "Doctor Fu, let's go first."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She paused, and walked towards the man.

"How are you..."

Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, stared at her face for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Drink (Milk Nai) tea first or eat candied haws first."

"Candied haws."

"it is good."

He handed it to her, took her other hand and walked out.

After walking to the spacious place, Fu Yanzhi untied the balloon he was holding and tied it to her wrist.

Watching him move, Ji Qingying took a bite of the candied haws and said, "Why would you buy balloons."

Fu Yanzhi said "Yes" and said in a low voice: "When I just arrived, I saw a child crying."

Ji Qingying paused while biting the candied haws, "Huh?"

Fu Yanzhi tied her a beautiful bow, and said in a calm tone: "Then it's useless for mom to coax her."

"and then."

Ji Qingying was curious.

Fu Yanzhi laughed silently, and said in a low voice, "Then there are balloons selling this kind of luminous|. Then my mother bought one, and the child laughed."

Ji Qingying looked at him blankly, without saying a word.

Fu Yanzhi stretched out her hand, pulled her closer, bowed her head and kissed her candied haws lip, and said, "I thought about it, I bought candied haws and (Milk Nai) tea for our kids, and then bought a balloon." If she doesn’t, can she laugh with tears."

Looking at Ji Qingying's wet eyes, Fu Yan kissed him and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you laugh? Isn't it enough?"

"Ok."

Ji Qingying said boredly, "I want something else."

Fu Yanzhi bent her lower lip and kissed her with a soft tone: "What else do you want?"

"Hug."

Fu Yan smiled and hugged her into his arms.