To tell you the truth, ye Wuqian is still somewhat critical when he is looked at with the eyes of others and criticized. He feels like the selected goods.
Otherwise, he owes Zhang Yiyun a favor. He has already given up his job. Where is such a troublesome thing? It's boring.
You don't have to smile, do you? Like facial paralysis, you can't be more natural. Do you understand? "
Once again, Zhang Yiyun said seriously, just like a most critical fashion designer criticizing his models.
Ye Wuqian thinks that this is a total nitpicking. Who wants me to owe others? It's hard to repay the debt.
Forget it, I'll take it! I swallowed my anger.
Ye Wuque shakes the muscles on his face to make himself look "more natural". In fact, a ghost comes naturally, and he has no expression in the past.
Zhang Yiyun explained many times, but ye Wuqian is still the same. He looks like he was defeated by you: "well, I think it's almost the same. Go and change it."
Ye Wuque "Oh" a, go back to the dressing room to continue to change clothes, in the heart of a strong mutter: Yi Yun sister is there a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder? I'm really worried about her husband.
Although the heart is not happy, but the leaf is still very quick to change into a set of white suit.
The white suit is full of vitality and elegant. It's serious and lively. The lights gather together. It seems that ye Wuque is shining.
Ye Wuqian adjusted his expression and modestly made a courtesy, which is based on the etiquette of Western aristocrats, and belongs to the etiquette of the upper class.
Handsome! So handsome! It's like a prince. If you have a white horse and a sword, prince charming will be born again!
Ye Wumian patted his cheek and felt that he was going to be handsome by himself. He is very satisfied with his performance, so I weigh clothes.
This white suit is not as formal and serious as black, and its style is casual. With a shirt and bow tie, it's really handsome to a new height.
There's no more to say, right?
Ye Wuwei pushes out the door confidently and winks at Zhang Yiyun.
Zhang Yiyun is still frowning, just about to say something, but ye Wuqian does not give her this opportunity. He suddenly turned around, put one hand in his pocket, and slowly approached.
Zhang Yiyun's eyes flashed with panic and shyness. Ye Wuqian's eyes were sharp and hot, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was evil, charming and crazy. His gradually approaching step was extremely powerful, which deprived Zhang Yiyun's defense from the bottom of his heart.
She quickly stepped back, but her body was against the inner wall.
Zhang Yiyun looked at Ye Wuwei, and his heart beat faster and faster. His red lips opened slightly, and his two small hands folded together. His brain roared: "what is he going to do?"? Do you want to kiss me?
Zhang Yiyun's brain is blank, and ye Wuwei's approach makes her unable to think.
The distance is too close, close she is difficult to mention the defense line in the heart.
Zhang Yiyun suddenly moved to escape from the side and escape from a safe distance. He was cleaning up his mood and criticizing Ye Wuqi's shortcomings. But a solid and powerful arm suddenly blocked her way, forced her back to the original corner, as if by magic can not move.
This is, is it wall Dong? Can't imagine that I can't be understood one day?
Zhang Yiyun's heart was full of flusters, flustered, confused and infatuated. Gradually, her eyes were like silk and her breath was leisurely. She looked up at ye Wuwu's eyes, and her eyes gradually became blurred. Her eyes were scattered and had no focus.
Ye Wumian's arms supported his body, and he gradually leaned down. The distance between his nose and breath was full of Zhang Yiyun's body fragrance like blue musk deer, which had a strange magic power, as if it could destroy his reason and arouse the most real desire in his heart.
That pair of red lips is so attractive and charming, lips such as flowers in general, leaves without lack of even see some crazy.
He rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and continued to lean forward. The distance between the two men was a little closer, as if even the beating heart frequency was unified.
The heart beat faster, the face red.
Ye Wuqian is also a little confused and obsessed. He slowly approaches Zhang Yiyun's red lips. The closer the distance is, the more tense Zhang Yiyun is and the more tense his body is.
Closer and closer, ye Wuwei can feel the heat of Zhang Yiyun's red lips.
However, he suddenly felt a cold shiver, because he thought of Qu baiqiu's tears when he was healing his wounds on the mountain. The feeling in his memory was like a cold spring flowing through his heart and dispelling his inexplicable heat.
Ye Wuque stepped back in a flash. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he deliberately frowned and said with a smile: "what kind of sister Yiyun, have you been handsome by me, have you been fascinated by me? Do you have anything else to say? I know you're charmed. Admit it
Zhang Yiyun's body was stiff, and the blush on her cheek faded away. She held her fist and pricked her fingernails in the palm of her hand, which made her calm down.She looked at ye Wumian twice again and snorted, "I admit you are charming, but charm alone is not enough. You look too immature in this suit. You look like a playboy. Others can see that you are a playful rich second generation, and then change. "
"OK, I'll change it!"
Ye Wuqi replied feebly, and then went to the dressing room to change clothes. Usually, he looked at the right eye, and then he took away a number that he could wear. He could make do with it. Where did he get so many requirements.
He has never been so troublesome to buy clothes. Trying on clothes may be a process of enjoyment for women, but it is a kind of suffering for men.
Ye Wuqi changed into his last grey suit.
The grey suit is not as serious and domineering as black, nor as enthusiastic as white. But it has to be said that this style is a bit old-fashioned, and it is a bit old-fashioned to wear on Ye Wuxiang.
This time, ye Wuqian and Zhang Yiyun's views are rarely unified - not appropriate.
"You'd better wear the black one! As long as it's good that you don't laugh so much, then "wanton" can definitely hold the whole audience Zhang Yiyun's weak way.
Well, it's back to the original starting point after a circle. I still have to wear black.
Bossy president, just bully president. Although I am not an overbearing president now, I will definitely be a bully president in the future. Let's experience it first.
Ye Wuqi reappeared and changed into the black one.
It's just that Zhang Yiyun looks at him with complicated eyes, and seems to be a little dissatisfied, but this is the most appropriate plan for the moment. Even if it's too late to get it again, after all, many people are waiting in line for a custom-made suit. It's not so easy to do it.
Ye Wuque breathed a sigh of relief, and at last he was tossed over.
"So, now the question is, which dress should I wear?" Zhang Yiyun said distressed, but also full of hope to see ye Wuwei.
"My God, sister Yijun, don't scare me. I can't stand my heart. You have two or three hundred sets of clothes there. You can't try them out until tomorrow morning. "
Ye Wuqian's words are not clear. At the moment, his heart is broken.