Let her be arrogant

Chapter 23 Party
  Sheng Lanqing has heard of this brand. It is the private brand logo of the internationally renowned fashion designer Bai Heyin.

Rumor has it that he only designs clothes for his muses.

And as long as he wears the clothes he designed himself, even an unknown model can instantly become famous and get tickets to foreign shows.

But Bai Heyin has not taken action for many years, and even issued a public statement saying that he would retire indefinitely.

"How did you get this evening gown?"

Sheng Lanqing opened the bag in surprise. It was an irregular tube top dress.

The light blue petal-shaped tube top is paired with a sapphire necklace of the same color, and the tassel pendant passes through the shoulders, making it radiant.

The hem of the skirt is a bluish lavender fishtail, and the light blue diamonds are intertwined like fish fin ripples, elegant and noble.

As long as you take off the long down jacket of the same color outside before entering the venue, you won't get cold.

"He owes me a favor," Xi Yu closed the cloakroom door and signaled Sheng Lanqing to change clothes quickly, "I'll wait for you outside, kid."

He deliberately increased the volume of the last three words, with a hint of concealment.

In fact, Bai Heyin is now working in Xi's Group, bringing out batch after batch of new designers.

It's just this point that Xi Yu doesn't want to mention more.

As soon as Sheng Lanqing saw the evening dress, her eyes shone brighter than the stars in the sky.

He was a little unsure about how interested Sheng Lanqing would be in Bai Heyin after meeting the real person.

He was a man who was nearly forty years old, but gentle to the core.

After Xi Yu went out, Sheng Lanqing waited for two or three minutes before deciding to change clothes.

After all, in the past two or three times we have been together, Xi Yu's performance has been far worse than before.

In the past, he always treated her as a little girl and kept calling her "little friend" without even bothering to avoid her.

It seems that being emotionally attached to her is a very incredible thing.

but now……

Xi Yu still never said that he liked her, but continued to call her "little friend".

But the reaction of his body and the look in his eyes were telling her nakedly that "she is a woman."

This is not how a man should treat children, unless Xi Yu is a pervert himself.

When Sheng Lanqing slowly put the evening gown on her body, she was still glad that Xi Yu didn't make any unexpected move this time.

But the zipper on the back soon became a problem for her.

She turned sideways to reach for it, but still couldn't get it.

What kind of anti-human design is this...

Sheng Lanqing stared at the still noble and elegant evening dress in the mirror and fell into deep thought.

It's still a very unique design, and it would be even better if her back wasn't still exposed.

After years of practicing her body and steps, Sheng Lanqing's figure and posture are impeccable.

But even so, she still encountered difficulties.

Sheng Lanqing sighed silently and looked outside the cloakroom.

She knew that Xi Yu was always guarding the door. He didn't come in but he didn't take a step away either.

You can't stay like this without going out...

"Xi Yu," Sheng Lanqing said softly, "Come in for a moment."

Skin that looks like snow gathering in the middle of the moon comes into view. From the slender swan neck down to the delicate butterfly bones, the curves are graceful and smooth all the way to the slender waist, but they are not weak.

A waist like a water snake, such a general description is the most appropriate.

Xi Yu suddenly understood why the ancients used snakes to compare the charm of women.

"Help me zip up."

Sheng Lanqing pushed her long hair to her chest, half-turned her face and said to Xi Yu.

He stood behind her as instructed, but out of the corner of his eye he could catch a glimpse of their reflections in the mirror.

"Hurry up." Seeing that he was not moving, Sheng Lanqing hurriedly urged: "It's a bit cold."

"it is good……"

Xi Yu's voice was quiet, but her fingertips inadvertently touched her tailbone, causing Sheng Lanqing's body to tremble slightly.

The texture of this dress is very good, it feels warm to the skin, and it irons like human skin.

Such a close fit at this moment was actually torture for Sheng Lanqing.

Her body was suddenly extremely sensitive, and every touch with the fabric seemed to ignite tiny sparks.

The two people reflected in the mirror seemed to be intimate.

"I can't learn from the Rakshasa girl to subjugate demons, I can't learn from the Moon Guanyin Seat in the South Sea. In the deep night, I lie alone, and when I get up, I sit alone. Is there anyone who is as lonely and miserable as me? Why do you want to cut off your hair?"

Sheng Lanqing said softly, half-lowering her eyes to cover the glimmering water under her eyes.

This is the libretto sung by the little nun in "Sifan" from the Kunqu opera "Nie Hai Ji".

Sheng Lanqing just read the words straightly, but because of the unusual softness and grace of his voice, it showed a different meaning.

Xi Yu's hand paused, and after a moment he said: "Okay."

In the past, the Xi family only wanted to use him for shady transactions, and blindly trained him with things to please others such as chess, calligraphy, painting, and dance.

There are also some people who specialize in Kunqu opera which is arty but does not understand its meaning.

Those people spent a lot of money and just said it was for his own good. Even if he had a fever and fell ill, he couldn't miss a day of practice.

He also pretended to say it was for his future.

In fact, there is no heir to any big family who has been promoted by piling up these brocades.

Xi Yu is very talented in art, but has hated these things for many years.

It wasn't until he met Sheng Lanqing that his hostility gradually dissipated.

At least at this moment, he could understand her smoothly.

"He and we, we share him, we care a lot about each other. How can enemies achieve a marriage? It is up to him to die in front of the Palace of Hell."

This verse was sung by Xi Yu.

His cold face was tinged with emotion, like a handsome and sentimental young man in ancient times, but he was more heroic and responsible.

The voice is delicate and melodious, with lingering tenderness, like the cry of a phoenix.

As soon as he opened his voice, Sheng Lanqing squeezed his wrist excitedly.

Although Xi Yu has not practiced her voice in these years, her singing level is still the same as before.

Not a stage, just a random sentence or two.

Sheng Lanqing once again realized why Kun Opera is known as the orchid in a hundred gardens.

She didn't even have time to realize the profound meaning of Xi Yu's words at this moment.

Even that charming mood dissipated.

"time to go."

Xi Yu looked at her, became colder little by little, and gently pulled her hand away.

"Have you had enough fun?"

Sheng Lanqing was startled, then hurriedly kept up with him and explained: "I didn't mean to do it, I really didn't zip it up..."

Even if her relationship with Xi Yu is not clear.

She also didn't want him to think that she was deliberately clinging to him all the time.

No matter how love between a man and a woman is, it is still a two-way affair, where you are willing to give in to me.

It's so unnecessary for two people to secretly have opposite thoughts.

Xi Yu paused for a moment and said in a gentle tone: "It doesn't matter, you don't need to explain."

He knows it all.

(End of this chapter)