The domineering all-around female president

Chapter 21

Ling Zhan opened his eyes abruptly, and was startled. He rarely slept so deeply. It must be the medicine Ye Qingyun gave him last night, which has the effect of sleeping.

Sure enough, he is a genius doctor. When he wakes up, he only feels that his whole body is smooth and very comfortable.

What about her?

He still hasn't forgotten how this woman left the hospital without saying goodbye that time at Dongjun Mountain.

Recalling that time, the man smiled lightly, just in order to have more contact with her, his cunning tricks were considered to be enough.However, she was really as kind as he imagined, not only sent him to the hospital, but also took care of him there for a night, but later, the woman left without saying goodbye.

The man was startled, where is she?
Could it be that he sneaked away while he was asleep?
Feeling anxious, Ling Zhan strode out.However, after walking two steps, he turned around the middle hall and saw the woman lying face down on the round table, as if she had fallen asleep.She was still dressed in white from yesterday, with her high bunch of hair hanging down lazily.

It turned out that she didn't leave, the man smiled softly.

Dang-dang-, the knock on the door sounded, in this silent morning.Startled, the man glanced at the sleeping woman, but luckily he didn't wake her up.

He opened the door, but saw a young boy in commoner clothes standing upright at the door. , like a frozen landscape.

"Young Master Ling, Master asked me to send this." The young man spoke quietly, a little low, unlike the crisp and lively voice of ordinary children.

"Your master?"

"It's Doctor Ye who treated you last night. The master said that although you took his medicine and received acupuncture last night, your body should be fine, but it must have hurt your blood, and you still need to take care of it carefully." , so that the root cause of the disease will not be left." The young man handed over the medicine bowl, and took out a very delicate small porcelain bottle from his arms: "There is also this one, which is for Aunt Zhuo. This is the ointment prepared by my master himself. The effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis is very good." The young man paused slightly, looking at the face of the man in front of him: "There is also the injury on the young master's face, it should recover soon after taking the medicine."

"Thanks for your trouble, the genius doctor, Zhuo Ran is still asleep, thank you master for us." Ling Zhan took the medicine from the young man and drank it, and took the porcelain bottle as he handed the soup bowl back.

"In the past, I often heard my master mention my aunt. They met when they were young, and they have a very strong friendship. Although they get together less and more often these years, I wish each other well." The young man said slowly.Being in the ancient city, everyone has more or less classical charm, but the aura exuded by this young man is integrated with the city, as if he came from the blue bricks and gray tiles an ancient man.

"I will deliver the medicine for you in the past few days." The young man gave a slight bow, turned and left.

Stepping into Gufeng City, it seems to have stepped into another time and space, the ancient people strolling in the courtyard, the hermit doctor man like a fairy, and the eccentric young doctor boy.Also, she has a story...

Seeing the young man walking away, Ling Zhan turned around and returned to the house, only to see that the woman had woken up at some point.

"Are you better?"

Zhuo Ran woke up from sleepy eyes, with a slight haze and a different kind of laziness.

The man approached, bowed his head and chuckled and asked, "Are you caring about me?" He looked fine, he had just finished drinking the medicine, and there were still a little tan traces on the corners of his mouth, and his lips were metallic. Alluring texture.Being so close, she could even feel his breathing, with a faint medicinal fragrance and blur.

"Well, you're hungry too, I'll go buy you something to eat." Being so close, Zhuo Ran suddenly felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, with long-lost helplessness and nervousness.She didn't want to know what it was like, she just wanted to stay away from the man in front of her.

"Well, I'm hungry, but it's okay to eat this." The man stretched out his hand to hold Zhuo Ran, and lowered his face forward, the corners of his lips raised slightly, with a seductive smile, a pair of beautiful fox eyes, a He looked at her without blinking.

"Don't-oh-" The woman was startled, and got up in a panic, but forgot that she still had injuries on her feet, and almost fell down.

"Slow down, watch your feet." Ling Zhan quickly embraced the woman's body, helped her sit back on the orange, and knelt down in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Ranxiang withdrew his foot, but was held tightly by him.

"Don't move, Master Ye's medicine, I will apply it for you." The man knelt on the ground with one knee, supported the woman's foot with one hand, melted the medicine poured from the porcelain bottle in the palm of his hand, and then gently Apply to her ankles, the movements are gentle and natural.

I just felt a burst of warmth dissipating on her feet, with a comfortable coolness. "Why are you so nice to me?" She asked in a low voice.

"Because you are the girl in my dreams." The man looked up at her, his eyes shining on his face, with a kind of blurred beauty.

Although, knowing that he was talking nonsense, Zhuo Ran admitted that at this moment, she seemed to be a little moved...

After breakfast, Ling Zhan repeatedly emphasized that his body was fine, and he didn't want to be bored in the house, so he insisted on taking Zhuoran to the streets.

"What do you think of this style?" The tailor shop is located in the southwestern business district of Gufeng City. A man named Ling Zhan is holding a red dress with painted flowers and gold trim, shaking it in front of Zhuo Ran's eyes.

"It's too gimmicky." The woman shook her head, the doctor Ye's medicine was really powerful, and after a short time, the swelling in her feet had subsided, and she didn't feel much pain at the moment.

"What about this one?" The man picked up another one and asked.

"It's too cumbersome." The woman shook her head. She always liked simple and elegant clothing, and she didn't want to wear such a complicated and complicated style.

"What about this one?" Compared to Ling Zhan's positive attitude, the woman in front of her just shook her head blindly, showing that she didn't care much.

"Hey, you don't try any of them, how do you know if it's suitable?" The man complained very dissatisfied, and couldn't help but pick up a lotus root pink waist-length collared Confucian dress, stuffed it into Zhuoran's hand, and pushed her forward into the fitting room.

After all, they are ancient clothes. Zhuo Ran spent a long time fiddling there by himself, and finally asked the staff who acted as maids in the tailor shop to help them change them.

"It's too simple." Although there is a kind of beautiful and soft beauty, but it can't set off the charm of the woman in front of him, the man shook his head very dissatisfied.So I handed her a yellow printed train, which is obviously more complicated to wear than a Confucian skirt, with a middle coat, a lower skirt, a train, a belt, a belt, and finally a girdle. Zhuo Ran felt that she was trapped Fiddled with, my head almost turned dizzy.

But as soon as he walked out, Ling Zhan couldn't stop laughing. "With this dress and your present expression, you look like a grieving woman in a boudoir." Too traditional, too rigid, not suitable for Zhuo Ran's elegance and elegance.

The man looked left and right, and suddenly saw on the display stand on the shelf, there was a pair of pink double-breasted, high-waisted and multi-piece skirts, a two-layer pleated skirt with auspicious clouds and floral embroidery, the inner layer was light orange pink, and the outer layer was embroidered. Gorgeous, yet elegant and sophisticated. "Show me this," he said to the clerk.Imagine what it would be like to wear this dress on Zhuo Ran.

"This one is too gorgeous, I don't like it." Although the lower skirt was an elegant orange-pink color, the upper jacket was too bright red. Even before, she rarely wore this color.

However, it was obvious that Ling Zhan liked it very much, so he insisted on giving it to her for a try.

"This young man has a good eye. This skirt was designed by Master Fengwu himself. It combines classical beauty and modern dynamics. It is the flagship model of the small shop, and this skirt also has matching jewelry. Matching them together will show your temperament and beauty even more.”

Unable to resist Ling Zhan's curiosity in the end, Zhuo Ran changed into the skirt.The maid in the clothing store also skillfully split Zhuoran's long hair, and combed the upper part into a bun, which was fixed with a golden hair crown. She also wore a long fringed waffle, with silk hanging from her temples. The long hair was loose, luxurious and elegant. When the woman walked out of the test room, the man who had been waiting outside for a long time was stunned.

"If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable." She has been wearing sports or outdoor clothes, even in that photo back then, but she never thought that the colors, costumes, and aura belonged to this woman.

She is not beautiful because of her clothes, but she is real like this...

"Miss, can I take a photo with you? You are so beautiful, a mysterious oriental beauty." A blond foreign man asked Zhuo Ran in his not-so-fluent Chinese.

The woman was slightly taken aback: "I'm sorry sir, I don't like taking pictures." I didn't expect that this ancient city would attract foreign tourists, but it seemed a little funny to see him wearing Hanfu.

"Miss, I'm Alan Taylor. I'm a famous fashion designer. Your temperament is very suitable for my work. May I ask you to be my fashion model?" Unexpectedly, I would be rejected, the handsome foreigner The man was obviously taken aback, but he refused to give up and continued.His design style has always been in the east, but he has always lacked a model who can wear his clothing temperament. I didn't expect to meet him here today.The foreign man's eyes were filled with wild excitement and surprise.He believed that the woman in front of him would definitely be able to wear his clothes. If she could be his model for the next season, it would be perfect.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't think I'm suitable to be your fashion model." Even though the foreign man's behavior was particularly in line with the habit of picking up a conversation on the street, Zhuo Ran still replied politely.

"Why, I'm Alan Taylor." The foreign man repeated again, with disbelief in his eyes.Not to mention his name as the chief designer of the East, even in terms of personal image, he is completely comparable to a movie star.No matter where he went, he was always chased by women, but he didn't expect that today he would be completely ignored by others.

Regarding Alan Taylor's obviously shocked expression, Zhuo Ran just nodded, then turned and left.Not to mention the present, even in the past, she doesn't want to walk into any camera.

He didn't forget that this is Gufeng City, and he didn't forget that Tang Yi was still here, so when he left the clothing store, Zhuo Ran found a veil to cover his face.

It's just, don't you really know Alan Taylor? "That is a legend in the history of clothing. The clothing he designed is almost a frequent visitor at Milan Fashion Week, and it is said that he himself has a fanatical love and pursuit of oriental clothing, so most of his working hours will be arranged in China.

Alan Taylor can be regarded as a leader in the fashion design industry, and he is also the chief designer in the industry.

"I don't know." The woman replied flatly.

(End of this chapter)