The fast-wearing female partner is too crazy

Chapter 136 Nightmare
Ye Anjiu snorted softly, with a strong nasal voice, "I'll find someone else!"

Feng Mo suddenly pinched Ye Anjiu's chin, full of sensuality, "Look for someone else, huh?"

Ye Anjiu narrowed her eyes, confident, "Why, don't you believe me?"

Feng Mo looked into Ye Anjiu's eyes, but didn't say anything, he believed that this woman could do anything.

He let go, and his tone was unquestionable, "Tomorrow."

Ye Anjiu wrapped herself in a quilt and met Duke Zhou.

The servant who watched the whole process said that his three views were thrown on the ground, cracked and crushed, and there was nothing left.

With such an image as Ms. Ye, her husband really believed her by threatening her husband by going to someone else.

Maybe God was against Ye Anjiu, she had a not-so-good dream, the past that she had deliberately forgotten suddenly reappeared in the dream, the death of that man, her death, the blood flowed together, dyeing the whole dream red.

She woke up suddenly, and found that she was holding Feng Mo's sleeve tightly in her hand.

Ye Anjiu sat in a daze, and Feng Mo's unique voice came to her ears, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Ye Anjiu responded casually, "I dreamed about you."

Waves rolled up in Feng Mo's eyes, and they disappeared in an instant, "Yeah."

Ye Anjiu said again: "I dreamed that you died and I killed you. It's really not a very good dream."

Feng Mo looked at Ye Anjiu with serious and focused eyes, as if he was telling something she was very disgusted with.

Is this woman afraid of dying herself?For some reason, Feng Mo felt a little joyful in his heart.

The two were silent for a long time, Ye Anjiu spurned her pretentious self a moment ago, and asked, "When will the tip fashion design competition start?"

Feng Mo replied, "In three months."

Ye Anjiu pondered, "Three months."

Feng Mo poured a basin of cold water at the right time, "You have no right to steal the design drawings."

Ye Anjiu wasn't angry either, because what Feng Mo stated was a fact, she said casually: "With my ability, do I still need to steal that kind of rubbish design?"

No one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of Feng Mo, not even Feng Yichen, who is the leading actor, but this woman dared, and he didn't feel disgusted, but felt that she should be like this, "There is room for change. "

Ye Anjiu twitched the corner of her mouth, "Then please trouble Mr. Feng Mo."

Feng Mo looked away from Ye Anjiu's face, "Call me Feng Mo."

Ye Anjiu raised her eyebrows, "Okay." Suddenly thought of something, she stretched out her hand to touch it for a while, but couldn't find the phone.

Feng Mo's slender fingers pinched a mobile phone and handed it to Ye Anjiu. The brand is unknown, it should be custom-made, and the body is dazzling red.

Ye Anjiu took the phone and frowned, pretending to be disgusted and said: "Tacky!"

Feng Mo was not angry either, but turned and left.

On the second day, Ye Anjiu really didn't stay in bed anymore, but exercised crazily to lose weight.This kind of her is completely different from the lazy Ye Anjiu before.

Ye Anjiu's weight loss plan was obtained by screening all the worlds through a certain treasure system. The effect is remarkable, but it is also difficult.

Feng Mo invited her a teacher, an elderly man.

When they met for the first time, Ye Anjiu was moving towards death, and the disgust in the old man's eyes was so straightforward that it made people laugh.

Ye Anjiu took a shower and listened to Feng Mo's introduction to her, "From now on, your design teacher."

Ye Anjiu stretched out her hand generously, "What should I call you?"

The old man glanced at Ye Anjiu's chubby hands, and turned his head arrogantly, "My surname is Chen."

Ye Anjiu withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, and called out in a polite manner: "Teacher Chen."

The old man snorted softly, "My time is precious, and I don't want to waste it on people who blaspheme the design."

Ye Anjiu knew what he meant, and didn't explain it, "So, shall we start class now?"

The old man still had that arrogant look, "I'll come over tomorrow to see a design drawing."

Ye Anjiu raised her eyebrows slightly, "No theme?"

The old man casually glanced at the paintings on the wall and said, "Then moths will fly to the flame."

Ye Anjiu agreed, and the old man left without staying any longer.

Ye Anjiu smiled and said, "What an interesting old man."

Feng Mo said indifferently: "His eyes are very picky."

Ye Anjiu shrugged, "Isn't that better?"

Afterwards, Ye Anjiu devoted herself to the great cause of weight loss, and only picked up a pen at night to do her first homework in this world.

In fact, she has never studied fashion design, but she has made up for it, and it is never wrong to integrate that feeling into the clothes design.

The next day, the old man came very early, and Ye Anjiu took the initiative to put the design drawings on the table, "Mr. Chen, the drawing is not good, please forgive me."

The old man glanced over lightly, but stopped. His eyes became serious, and he picked up the design drawings and looked at them carefully.

Ye Anjiu designed a set of dresses, which didn't have the slightest element about moths jumping into the flames, but the moths' humble and brilliant feeling of life was vividly expressed.

The old man asked after a while, "Did you draw it?"

Ye Anjiu chuckled, "Why, don't you believe me?"

The old man didn't answer directly, "If you have the ability to steal other people's?"

Ye Anjiu responded, "I think so too."

Maybe because of this blueprint, the old man officially started teaching Ye Anjiu.This made Ye Anjiu very happy, a professional professor is better than figuring it out by herself.

Ye Anjiu's weight dropped little by little, and the deformed facial features squeezed by the fat gradually became clear, and she could vaguely see her handsome appearance.

During this period, Ye Anqing approached Ye Anjiu. Originally, Ye Anjiu didn't intend to say anything to her, but then remembered that there was still a task to find out the cause of Ye's father's death, so he could only face that hypocritical woman.

Ye Anjiu stirred the coffee, but didn't drink it, she didn't like it, the yogurt was better, and she didn't know if Feng Mo asked the servant to prepare it.

"It's only been a few days, how did An Jiu lose so much weight?" Ye Anqing's words were full of pity, but how true, who knows.

Ye Anjiu came back to her senses and responded, "Lose weight."

A dark light flashed across Ye Anqing's eyes, "Why did An Jiu suddenly think of losing weight? Isn't that good, good luck."

Ye Anjiu raised her hand and stuck her chin, "Yeah, I'm lucky, I'm convinced by being ridiculed and disgusted by others."

Ye Anqing choked, this Ye Anjiu's tongue became more and more sharp, "Why, who told you something, tell my sister." She looked like a good sister who would help her sister out.

Ye Anjiu frowned, "Sister, what do you want me to do?"

Ye Anqing coughed covertly, "An Jiu lives with Mr. Feng Mo?"

Ye Anjiu responded, "Yes."

Ye Anqing sighed, "My sister thought about it, An Jiu should go home, it's always bad to live at Mr. Feng Mo's house."

(End of this chapter)