This suit was the one on the drawing that gu Mohan picked up in the morning.
The two of them looked at each other and went to the dressing room to change.
Gu mohan walked out first. The photographer saw his broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. He was no less stunned than the model's figure. He said that many of the models he photographed did not have his demeanor.
The most important thing was that this dress was surprisingly suitable for him. This material tested his figure and temperament, and the effect would be counterproductive if there was a slight deviation.
The photographer was surrounding gu mohan to marvel at the creator's magic. Then he saw ye zhiqiao push the door open and come in. His mouth, which was speaking, suddenly puffed up in a round way.
He knew that these clothes were designed by the girl in front of him, but few designers would be suitable for their own designs, but obviously ye zhiqiao was an exception.
Originally, the stiff and lifeless clothes on the model seemed to suddenly come back to life on ye zhiqiao's body. The color and line accessories were in their respective positions, perfectly fitting.
This suit was clearly tailored for these two people.
Because the model was suitable and the shoot went very smoothly, the venue that had been gloomy all morning suddenly became active and finished in less than an hour.
The shooting site was on the first floor of the gu group. After the shooting, gu mohan took ye zhiqiao to his office to take a look.
Ye zhiqiao followed him up to the top floor and found that his office was not the same as before. The originally black-and-white space suddenly had more life atmosphere.
Ye zhiqiao walked to the desk and reached out to touch the leaves of the small potted plant. It was moist and soft. It seemed that she was well taken care of.
"Why do you think of raising these plants? Didn't you like them before?"
Gu mohan lowered his head and smiled.
Ye zhiqiao continued to ask, "Was it because last time little treasure came to my company to play and said that he liked my office, you specially prepared it to make her happy?"
There were a lot of little things in her office, besides potted plants and calligraphy and paintings, which could both cultivate her feelings and add a lot of interest.
Gu mohan still smiled. In fact, he was not only for little treasure, but also for her. He wanted to adjust his cold personality as much as possible, and try to be more easy-going and sunny.
After leaving the office, the two of them strolled around the office again. Feeling bored, they decided to walk home and walk around the street.
Ye zhiqiao had been locked up at home by gu mohan for a whole week because she wanted to rest peacefully. She felt that her body was going to be moldy. She finally had the chance to come out and ran around like a fool.
When gu mohan saw that she was running around like a headless fly, he reached out to hold her and let her stay by his side quietly.
"What? I want to see what it sells."
Because it was afternoon, the sun was in the sky, and the sun was generously sprinkled on the body, it was the warmest time of the day, so there were many pedestrians on the street, and the sight of people coming and going would be blocked.
Gu mohan was tall, and he could see the crowded corner that ye zhiqiao was pointing at on his tiptoe.
He observed for a while and said, "It's the candy man. An old man is pinching the candy man."
Hearing the candy man, ye zhiqiao immediately became excited.
I remember when I was a child, there was an old man at the door of my study who set up a stall every day to make candy. Every time school was over, the children would rush over like bees. Even if I didn't buy it, I would have to see the old man's skillful method of making candy man.
But at that time, she was still young, and ye zhiqiao's pocket money was not as much as ye yiyu's. She could only save and save for a few days before she ran over to buy one. After buying it, she was reluctant to eat it, so she looked at it eagerly. It was not until the candy man was melting that she couldn't bear to take a bite.
Seeing ye zhiqiao standing there motionless and staring straight at the stall where the sugar man was made, gu mohan guessed that she wanted to eat and suggested, "Shall we go and buy one?"
Ye zhiqiao quickly nodded and agreed, letting gu mohan pull her over.
After leaving a batch of children who bought candies, the stall was much quieter. Now the old man was making candies for a young couple.
What they wanted was a sugar painting man. The old man was heating the sugar in a small pot to soften it.
Taking advantage of this time, the woman waiting looked at ye zhiqiao and said, "Are you and your husband wearing matching clothes?"
"Ah?" Ye zhiqiao was taken aback by her question and quickly waved her hand to explain, "No, no, he's not my husband. We're not..."
"Oh, that's a lover. You guys look so good together."
Before ye zhiqiao could finish explaining, the woman turned around and took her husband's arm, "Look at him. He's wearing such beautiful couples' clothes in winter. You have to buy them for me too!"
Ye zhiqiao and gu mohan were embarrassed when they saw the couple laughing and playing.
Along the way, they had already attracted a lot of attention. Many young girls whispered that their clothes were beautiful and they were a good match.
Both of them heard it and pretended not to hear it. They did not mention it, but in fact, there was a faint joy in their hearts.
After buying the candy man, the two of them were tired from walking and took a taxi home.
At this time, little treasure was already taking a nap. Ye zhiqiao put the candy man she brought to her in the kitchen and put it in the chopsticks' chopsticks cage to avoid damaging its shape.
Gu mohan took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, then stood there and looked for a long time. He said to ye zhiqiao, who came out of the kitchen, "This dress is really good. The more you look at it, the better it looks. It's comfortable to wear."
Ye zhiqiao smiled modestly, "It's comfortable to wear because you chose the right material. If this material is not of high quality, the effect will definitely not be good."
"How's the man dressed?" Gu mohan asked with a smile.
"The person wearing it..."
Ye zhiqiao was just about to say that it was a good person, but they were both wearing it, who was this compliment?
Gu mohan had expected her to react this way, so he walked up to her, bent down slightly, looked into her clear eyes and whispered, "The person wearing it is also good."
Then he got closer and said softly, "You're beautiful. After you put it on, the clothes will be better."
Ye zhiqiao suddenly felt a little flustered when she looked at him sincerely. She hurriedly took a step back and said politely, "You too. We are the same."
"Poof!"
Gu mohan was amused by her reaction. He straightened up and said seriously, "I'm serious. And your design is very good. You're really talented to design such an excellent work in such a short time."