Chapter 108

I feel that the starry sky in the night is very bright after being hit and humiliated.

"Little lady, what have you done in?"

Rob saw her come out and hurried up.

"Nothing. Let's go back." Ji Qianchen smiled bitterly and walked back with his clothes in his hand.

Where you fall, get up.

Where the design of this dress is not good, she will take it back and think about it.

Rob looked at the clothes in the little lady's hands without saying much, and followed her behind.

Walk out of the venue.

Against the starry night.

Ling Xiaohan's figure appeared in front of her.

Tall and handsome, those eyes and the stars in the night sky are as dazzling.

"Ling Xiaohan."

Ji Qianchen threw his clothes to rob behind him, spread his steps and ran into Ling Xiaohan's arms.

The sudden hug was so tight, and Ling Xiao was surprised.

"It's twenty minutes since the show began. How did it come out?" Ling Xiaohan hugged her waist and noticed something wrong with her.

He deliberately pushed all the work to postpone, making time to see how her women 's design clothes shine on stage T.

"Suddenly I don't want to participate. Let's go back." Ji Qianchen sticks to him like a brown sugar, minutes and seconds.

Ling Xiao's cold and deep eyes swept the skirt that fell into Rob's hands.

As if I had guessed something.

Ling Xiaohan pulls her away from his arms and raises her chin with his fingers.

Beautiful little face broke into bitter gourd face.

"Here, how can I go back like this?"

"Do you want to watch the show?" Ji Qianchen asked curiously with his little head down.

"I only watch shows with your clothes." Ling Xiaohan takes her and turns back.

His steps were firm, and there was a chill in the corner of his mouth.

Ji couldn't keep up with him. "Hey, what are you dragging me in?"

Want to humiliate her once?

"It's a minute to go backstage. You only have a minute to state what they told you. Why didn't they use your clothes?"

"They said I didn't have enough clothes to go on stage and no model wanted to wear them." Ji Qianchen returns to Ling Xiaohan as he walks.

"And what else?"

"I can't design a good work, a rookie with a backer."

……

Ling Xiaohan's steps suddenly stopped.

The cold air on the face suddenly gathered, and the color of the eyes showed an appalling chill.

Holding Ji Qianchen's big hand tightly.

"Damn it."

Dare to talk to his woman like this.

Good! Good!

Obviously, she was frustrated. How could lingxiaohan feel more angry than her?

Ji Qianchen blinks his eyes at Ling Xiaohan's misty handsome face.

"Oh, isn't there a saying that how much slander can bear how much praise? It's true that my clothes are not well designed and it's normal that I can't get on the stage. Besides, haven't you been criticizing me since the university? "

She was just a little depressed.

But all the gloom of seeing Ling Xiaohan again seems to have disappeared.

Ling Xiaohan is the best cure for her peace of mind.

"Can it be the same?" Ling Xiao looks at her with cold hatred.

"Why is it different? I'm not a flower. I'll thank you for being hit by the wind and rain. "

"I will not allow you to suffer any grievance, not even a little." Ling Xiaohan's eyes are sharp as a sword, his lips are tight, and his whole body is full of terrible violence.

Ji Qianchen stood in place, looking up at his brilliant stareyes, twinkling and twinkling, extraordinarily charming.

She is so glad that she can meet Ling Xiaohan again in four years.

I'm glad I married Ling Xiaohan.

I'm glad I can be pampered by him.

With him, all setbacks and grievances are nothing.

"Did you go through the show when you were in college, and you did well?" Ling Xiao's long and cold fingers pinched her cheek.

It brought back her wandering thoughts.

"Yes. You all remember this. At that time, I was dragged by you to watch my show. You refused. How do you know that I went well? Did you go? "

Suddenly, she seemed to catch a very important message.

“……” Ling Xiao is cold and silent.

The show was held by the design department of their Academy of fine arts. When he came out of the library that day, he really convinced his heart and went to the scene to have a look.

"Ha ha, if you don't talk, I will take you as the default, you sullen man. I can't speak, but I'm honest. " Ji Qianchen holds on to the matter.The mood suddenly became clearer.

“……” Ling Xiao's mouth was cold and twitching, with black lines all over his head.

Sultry man?

Honest in body?

This girl!

Seeing that the president's face is as black as that of the dirty water pool, Ji Qianchen quickly opens his mouth to break the deadlock: "I mean, you should be like me in the future, say what you want to say, open your heart boldly and say the most real idea in your heart."

"Oh." Ling Xiaohan nodded, hugged her waist, and dragged her into his arms. His petite body was close to his arms.

Turning around, Ji Qianchen was confused: "why is this?"

"Say what you really think." Ling owl cold thin lips light lift, eyes affectionate in her lips.

"What?" Ji Qianchen didn't understand much.

Until a thin, cool lip covers her little mouth.

Electric shock like touch all over the body.

Not too much love, just simple warmth.

Ling Xiaohan releases her and looks at the silly woman with a smile.

"You, you, you..." Back to God, Ji Qianchen saw rob turn around awkwardly and stabbed Ling Ling Xiao's cold and firm heart with his fingers.

"I just did what you said." Ling Xiaohan picks his eyebrows innocently.

"Hum! What do you ask me about the show? " Ji Qianchen pouts his lips and returns to the point.

"Go again."

A deep voice from the top of my head plucked the strings of my heart.

Ji Qianchen stared: "are you letting me go on the T-stage?"

"Well." Ling Xiaohan nodded.

Where his woman lost her face, he would help her face back.

"Come on, are you kidding me? I don't have model height or model body. The clothes are so poorly designed. I'm going to look for rotten eggs to throw."

Ji Qianchen shakes his head like a rattle and refuses.

"How do you know your design if you don't go up?"

"But the organizer didn't think my clothes were up to the mark." Ji Qianchen lost his little head.

"If I say yes, I will." Ling Xiaohan holds Ji Qianchen's cheeks in both hands and raises her head.

Four eyes are opposite, tenderness and honey are together.

"I can't. didn't I fall into that man's tongue again and say that I used to lean on the mountain?" Ji Qianchen lowered his head again.

Ling Xiao's deep, cold eyes burst with cold light. Her fingers raised her chin, and her words were sharp. "Where did you go with that tenacity when you chased me?"