The ruler in Leng Qingzhu's hand tightened suddenly, and it hurt him.

"The day after tomorrow?"

I always said that it was going to be the New Year, Leng Qingzhu thought that Boss Fu would not run in vain today, but he didn't think about it so fast.

Fu Yingshao nodded.

"I don't want to delay until the New Year, let's have a happy New Year."

"That's right, save you more dreams at night!"

The appearance of the windbreaker was drawn on the paper, and Leng Qingzhu handed it to the man: "Let's see how it goes, if there is something I don't like, I can change it." ”

The trench coat version of the male protagonist in "The Matrix" is a proper pirated version.

But super handsome and super stylish, Boss Fu used to like to wear this version of clothes for a while.

Now that I think about it, the steady and deep Boss Fu will also burn the soul of Zhonger in his heart.

I just don't know if people's tastes will change.

Blushing is definitely blushing, pirated things, the name is not right, and the design of clothes still needs to be innovative.

Thinking about it like this, Leng Qingzhu felt that there were still too few things in her head, and she urgently needed to enrich herself.

It turns out that people's preferences do not change, and Fu Yingshao's eyes lit up when he saw this style.

"I haven't seen it before." He boasts that he has seen a lot, but he really has never seen a trench coat of this version.

Leng Qingzhu gently pursed the corners of his lips, he really didn't have the cheek to say that he designed it himself.

Fu Yingshao misunderstood, thinking that this was specially designed for herself, as if she had just drunk a bowl of white sugar water, and the whole person fell into sweetness.

Looking at Leng Qingzhu, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of affection.

Leng Qingzhu was uncomfortable with him, so he simply waved the caliper and drove the person out unceremoniously: "Don't disturb me!" ”

After driving people out, the house finally regained peace, and Leng Qingzhu could concentrate on his work.

After one night, I hurried and hurried, and finally made the clothes.

It was already ten o'clock after ironing the clothes, and I carried it back to my house, planning to hang it up, I thought that Fu Yingshao had gone to sleep, but I didn't expect that people were still sitting next to my grandmother, chatting with the old lady.

Fu Yingshao got up and tried on the clothes, the size was exactly the same, and the man sighed, the tailor-made clothes are really different.

"It's not as good as what you wore before."

Indeed, the fabric is very ordinary, and compared with the haute couture clothes worn by Boss Fu in the future, it is really cold.

"But it's the one that is most in line with me."

Mrs. Leng kept nodding on the kang: "It's really a clothes rack, it looks good in everything." ”

Fu Yingshao smiled, took off his clothes, let Leng Qingzhu hang up again, and whispered close to the girl's ear: "I think something is wrong with grandma." ”

Leng Qingzhu looked back, the old lady was counting the money, since the store opened, this is what the old lady must do every night before going to bed, two days ago, because of Tian Juying's matter, the old lady forgot about this stubble.

Sensing Leng Qingzhu's gaze, the old lady raised her head and smiled at her little granddaughter.

"Ying Shao, hurry up and go to bed, and rest early. I didn't sleep all night last night, and today I ran with it for another day during the day, so I'm tired, right? The old lady chattered, her eyes full of concern.

"Yes, grandma."

The two of them went out of the house, and the others had already rested, only the Westinghouse was still on the light, waiting for Fu Yingshao to pass.

The man didn't move, and spoke to Leng Qingzhu who was leaning against the door: "I think why does grandma sometimes speak in a daze?" Is something really wrong? ”