return spring blossoms

Chapter 40 40. Stitching
Beside, the lobby manager ordered two other people to clean up the mess, and then scolded Yuan Li: "Clean it up quickly, and you can leave! You have only been here for a few days, and there is such a big commotion. I don't know if I will keep you. What will happen!"

Fang Fang is a clothing maker, and she knew that An Jiacheng's shirt was expensive.

I'm afraid people like them have never worn mended clothes in their lives.

So she sewed very seriously, meticulously.

She was going to mend the dress so that there was no sign that it had been damaged.

According to the size of the hole and the damaged part, she plans to embroider a white plum blossom the size of a fingernail with white silk thread, which can naturally cover the hole, not only will it not appear that the clothes are torn and have traces of sewing, but on the contrary It will look natural and chic.

Because the clothes are worn on the body, this makes it more difficult to mend, but no matter how difficult it is, Fang Fang will mend the hole.

They ruined the clothes because of her.

He said that if he wants to meet a client, it must be a very important person, and she can't let him be rude in front of an important client.

So Fang Fang began to mend An Jiacheng's clothes without distraction.

Fang Fang and An Jiacheng were sitting on a long sofa in the rest area, she leaned over and carefully stitched An Jiacheng's clothes.

Her fingers are fair and slender, and her plain nails are crystal clear.

The pink skin on the face, and a layer of fine down, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly, like weeping willows by the sparkling lake swaying in the wind.

It was the first time for An Jiacheng, who was 27 years old, to have such close contact with a girl.

It was also the first time to look at a girl so carefully.

Because they were so close, he could feel the breath from her mouth, warm and itchy on his chest, and the faint fragrance from her thin white neck, It made him feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"Okay! Let's see how it goes!"

As Fang Fang said, she stood up, her soft hair brushed against An Jiacheng's cheeks, and the faint fragrance emanating from the hair was refreshing.

Fang Fang stood half a meter away from him and looked carefully.

"Barely can't see the flaw."

An Jiacheng came back to his senses and looked down at his clothes.

On the white shirt on the chest, a delicate plum blossom cleverly covered up the hole just now. What's more delicate is that there is a branch and a leaf under the plum blossom, which looks more natural and lifelike.

An Jiacheng originally had no hope for the result after sewing.

But the facts were completely beyond An Jiacheng's expectations.

This kind of sewing technique is a must. Not only can you not see the traces of being stitched, it is simply the icing on the cake.

An Jiacheng brushed gently with his slender fingers.

Facing Fang Fang's moist and expectant eyes.

What came out was just two concise words: "Not bad!"

Fang Fang felt relieved when he heard this, his eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"That's good!"

She carefully packed up her sewing kit and put it in her pocket.

"You bring a sewing kit to work here too?"

"Yes! Carry it with you, I'm used to it."

At this time, the client that An Jia promised to meet arrived.

An Jiacheng said: "Mr. He, wait a moment."

An Jiacheng took out his mobile phone and said to Fang Fang, "Your mobile phone number!"

Fang Fang hesitated.

(End of this chapter)