Belong with me,My Girl!

Xuanxuan not only ate other people's food, but also took other people's.

Xia Zimo thinks that what is the bag of things on her hand? It turns out that there are all e-show clothes inside, and a full bag is full of them.

She also showed it to Xia Zimo.

"Mo Mo, which one of these is your design? Your company's clothes are so beautiful. I like this skirt. Ha ha, I don't have to buy clothes for a quarter."

It's estimated that Han Shao gave Xuanxuan all the samples she had ordered. She was so happy.

"Xia Zimo, look, it's better to know you as a designer than to know handsome Han. If you give me one or two sets, handsome Han will give me a pile of them with a wave of his hand. Ha ha," Xuanxuan turned over those skirts and couldn't close her mouth with laughter.

"If you like e-show clothes, you can come to our company to get them. There are still a lot of them in the exhibition hall," Han Shao said generously.

"Well, well, I won't have to buy clothes in the future."

Xia Zimo stepped on Xuanxuan's foot under her feet. You should take it seriously.

"Ah, what are you doing with me?"

Xia Zimo wants to say, I don't know you.

"Mo Mo, you have so many beautiful clothes in your company, so don't wear your tubulaji clothes. Let's see what you're wearing," Xuanxuan began to say Xia Zimo again.

"I where soil," Xia Zimo looked at her body, e-show those skirts are too short, Oriental Chen did not let her wear.

Han Shao also looks at Xia Zimo's dress, which is not rustic. The sweater on her body is not recognized by others. He still knows Chanel Chanel's sweater of last year.

Ordinary people can't afford it.

Ann recognized the sweater carefully, but Xia Zimo said it was high imitation.

Last time Wang Yang said that she was wearing. After going back, Dongfang Chen almost threw all those clothes out of Xia Zimo, and he threw away those shoes.

Xia Zimo can't help, LAN housekeeper ordered her clothes, she picked a few low-key and her original mixed wear.

The food was served, and Xuanxuan put on her clothes.

Xuanxuan couldn't stop her mouth from eating sushi: "Mo Mo, you can see how generous Han Shuai is. He made his own clothes, so he gave me a lot of clothes. The president of your family produces electronics, but the six generations of M.E. don't give me one Ah... "

Xia Zimo pinches her hard under the table.

Han Shao listened and looked at Xia Zimo suspiciously: "Xiao Xia, what does your boyfriend do?"

"Oh, he sells cell phones." Xia Zimo pinched one.

"No, he is, ah..." Xuanxuan began to cry again.

Xia Zimo pinches her thigh, big mouth and tells you to talk nonsense.

"Those who sell mobile phones can be called 'President'," Han Shao frowned and didn't believe it.

"The president is Xuanxuan shouting," Xia Zimo said with a smile.

Japanese food is some raw and cold things, summer purple ink has never liked to eat, eat a few mouthfuls of salad.

Yuxuan's taste is very strong. The salmon is covered with mustard, which makes it delicious.

"Not used to eating?" Han Shao looks at her.

"Not too hungry," Xia Zimo still smiles appropriately.

"You're the same as you were in high school," Han Shao's eyes still remain on Xia Zimo, with long black hair, white porcelain skin, big clean eyes, and dimples that are very sweet when you smile.

Han Shao remembers that in his sophomore year, a boy wrote a love letter to Xia Zimo and posted it on the bulletin board. There was a sentence in it that he would rather die drunk in your dimple all his life.

Xia Zimo was a famous beauty in high school, but she was very low-key. Her father donated a library for the school. The school took good care of her. Few boys dared to harass her openly.

"It is clear that the longer the ink in our house is, the more beautiful it will be. What does it mean to be unchanged?"

Han Shao means that her eyes are as clean as before.

But the sweet smile that often rose on her face told him that she was already in pain.

A good girl should be hurt.

"By the way, what's the matter with your silver coat, and what kind of craft are you going to use for the pattern on it?" Han Shao, without taking a few mouthfuls, was tasting Japanese Cherry Blossom wine with a porcelain cup.

About that dress, Xia Zimo also wanted to consult Han Shao for advice. She said, "embroidery is of high grade, but it will wrinkle when embroidered. Offset printing is very smooth, but it doesn't feel up to grade."

Han Shao held his glass and thought for a moment: "I'm also thinking about this problem. I'd better choose embroidered flowers. You can dilute the pattern on the design draft, and then embroider with gold thread. You can try the effect first."

"Ah, gold thread? I was going to use silver thread."

"You change thin, with gold thread will have different effect, specific how to do, you can try."

Xuanxuan was impatient to hear that: "eating and talking about work will lead to indigestion."

"Try it out and show it to me," Han Shao added.

After dinner, Xuanxuan happily carried her clothes and left.Xia Zimo and Han Shao enter the elevator together.

Although she was a classmate, Xia Zimo still felt a little stiff. They stood together as if there was no topic. The mirror in the elevator reflected their images, and their expressions seemed somewhat unnatural.

Xia Zimo looked down at her mobile phone,

"did you have..."

Han Shao did not finish, the elevator opened, up a few people, Han Shao did not say.

At work in the afternoon, Xia Zimo called to find an embroidery factory and asked if there was any way to be less wrinkled.

The other side suggested that she take the cloth first and iron a layer of double-sided cloth lining, the effect should be much better.

Xia Zimo changed the design draft, pulled two pieces of cloth and took it to embroider again. The fabric was almost embroidered, so she called to order the fabric. This kind of fabric is extremely expensive, which makes Xia Zimo feel a little distressed, although it is not her money.

At noon did not eat a few mouthfuls, more than three o'clock summer purple ink is hungry, biscuits to Susu to eat.

Just as she was about to make a cup of coffee, a secretary brought up some boxes of pizza and said that Han Shao invited everyone to have afternoon tea.

……

Saturday is the date of Xia Zimo's mother going abroad.

LAN Yin has arranged everything. The plane will be at ten in the morning.

Xia Zimo and Xuanxuan went to send it off. After leaving the airport, they cried in their arms.

Xuanxuan had no mother since she was a child, so she regarded Xia Zimo's mother as her mother.

Dongfang Chen pulled them into the car.

"No crying, no crying."

The driver is Lan Yin. He also turns to comfort Xia Zimo: "Miss Xia, don't worry. I've arranged all the matters. If you miss your mother, you can talk to her every day by video, and you can see it every day."

Xia Zimo wiped her tears and said, "I want to go home."

Dongfang Chen did not agree: "why do you go back, go back to see things and think about people, go back and cry, Lanyin back to the castle!"

In this way, Xuanxuan was pulled to the castle.

Seeing dongfangchen's magnificent castle, Xuanxuan couldn't help crying. She looked east and West.

And played with some birds for a long time.

"Mo Mo, how do I feel that you have been hidden in the golden house? Wow, it's really nice here. You are so happy."

Xia Zimo can't be happy. She is hiding in the golden house. Chen Ajiao, who lives in the golden house, has no good ending.

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