Chapter 686 Reality (5)

Ye Yuxuan's footsteps were fast, and he came to Bai Weiwei's side, and pulled her face behind her with a cold face.

He looked at the tailor's wife in a gloomy manner. "Let you measure the size, not let you use your old and wrinkle to lose all the water and get rid of the ugly hand to touch my wife."

Because they are all women, or an old woman, Bai Weiwei did not think much.

However, Ye Yuxuan’s appearance is similar to that of rape.

The old woman smiled and was just saying something.

The old tailor has come over. He respectfully respects Bai Weiwei. "This is the negligence of the insider, please forgive her."

The old couple must be one hundred and fifty years old.

Bai Weiwei is also a big face and knows the old man.

She quickly returned, "No, this...the mother-in-law did nothing, she just praised it in good faith."

The old man said that he is good to raise.

It’s just a customary slogan.

The old woman also came up to apologize.

The scene was very harmonious at one time.

Bai Weiwei’s face was laughing, and Ye Yuxuan was still cold-faced, his eyes were gloomy.

Just like the person who was touched by the ass.

Bai Weiwei’s brain didn’t know how to pump it. He shot his hips and the palms were slightly shocked.

The feeling of lying in the trough is that the body is more well-balanced.

She calmly said: "You are also good and good, so we have two places that are similar."

Ye Yuxuan turned to look at her.

The expression is a bit complicated, but it is not so dark.

He brought the hot drink and handed it to her. "Drink something, and we will go back to the hospital to check the physical condition."

Bai Weiwei holds a hot drink, it seems to be a Chinese medicine drink, but it is a sweet drink.

I feel that Ye Yuxuan is very familiar with this place.

Ye Yuxuan sat next to her.

A long stool, others are tall, sit down and line up with her, high she has a long head.

The old tailor brought the fabric, and Ye Yuxuan took the cloth and the album with great vigilance.

Then explain the fabric to Bai Weiwei himself.

Ye Yuxuan was expressionless, his body was sideways, his head was lowered, the album was opened, and a small piece of cloth was placed on his hand.

When it comes to a fabric, I flip the book to show her the final effect.

Bai Weiwei listened, but his attention was slowly pulled by his face.

The shop is a wooden structure, and the sun comes in more.

His side face, when he talked to her seriously with a low voice, even if he had no expression, it was very soft.

Bai Weiwei has no glory in her eyes.

Warm shop, quiet atmosphere, only his voice exists.

Rarely did not think of the Raiders, did not think of his own pitiful life, but also forgot his inner anxiety.

Bai Weiwei looked at him quietly.

Ye Yuxuan stared at the album, but her ears were a little hot because of her gaze.

The pain of those dreams was smoothed out by her gaze.

He felt another very different emotion.

It is peaceful and pleasant, and the calmness of the ice becomes a warm spring. It is not intense and there is no ups and downs.

Ye Yuxuan explained the fabric and automatically pulled other topics.

He has never experienced such a thing, and it is clear that the conversation is over, but he still wants to talk nonsense to delay the time.

Just to prevent this time from passing easily.

“This old tailor is a fashion designer who has served Ye Family for forty years.”

He said that he combined the album.

"It's safe here, don't worry that he will be bought."

Bai Weiwei finished the drink and glanced at the tailor who was modifying the clothes.

Ye Yuxuan continued: "He opened a small shop after he retired, and was sheltered by Ye Family, and he was safe."

Bai Weiwei: "You are doing very well. Arranging places for retired workers, and buying people can also make people who work now feel at ease."

When I heard the praise, Ye Yuxuan’s eyes lit up.

He hooked his mouth and squatted back.

"The color of the dress and the color are probably determined. I will let him choose it."

When he finished, he stood up and took the empty cup in her hand.

(End of this chapter)