With a turn of his gaze, he landed on the design draft on the table, Ye Hanyu raised his eyebrows, and took it directly to the front and looked at it.

When Huang Xinying came out of the bathroom with a white towel and a hair dryer, she saw this picture.

The man's handsome and outstanding posture, exuding a noble temperament in his gestures, is sitting in her position domineeringly, and the handsome face that is stunning and captivating, under the bright light, is even more bewitching and charming.

She shook her head helplessly and walked over.

"Mr. Night, do you have any advice?" Huang Xinying gently wiped his wet hair with a towel, and when she saw that he was fascinated, she couldn't help but ask.

"This is, butterfly?" He tilted his head slightly and glanced at her, his eyes full of irrepressible tenderness.

"Well, when I was in the Heart Rain Pavilion before, I saw the inspiration brought by the rose crystal silk butterflies flying all over the sky, so I wanted to design it into a series, as well as the pink rose series in the back, and the fireworks series..."

Ye Hanyu hooked his lips happily, and said with a stinky fart that was not modest at all: "Mrs. Night, in this way, I am still your muse?" ”

"Uh-huh~" Huang Xinying did not deny it.

Ye Hanyu was in a good mood and flipped through again, "What is this?" ”

He pulled out the drawing, which was obviously out of place with the design series he had seen before.

"That's designed for Aunt Tong, didn't I say I was going to give her a gift, but I didn't buy anything? So I thought, why don't I design my own dress for her, and of course, there are some that I can wear on a regular basis. ”

Listening, Ye Hanyu was a little surprised, "Mrs. Ye, what about mine?" ”

Hearing this, Huang Xinying smiled speechlessly, "There are so many sets of customized clothes in your closet, one a day, and you can't wear them all in a year..."

"That's all lost, and I'll only wear what you designed in the future," the man said wickedly.

“…”

"Then won't I become your designer alone?" It's enough to design clothes for him every day.

Huang Xinying smiled helplessly, put the towel aside, and then plugged in the hair dryer and blew his hair.

The man picked his lips intriguingly, and he didn't know what he thought, and smiled a little evilly, "Well, I'm the designer alone." ”

"Mrs. Night, you can only design for me in the future!" The man said domineeringly.

"Huh?" The sound of the hair dryer drowned out his voice, so Huang Xinying didn't hear what he was saying.

She moved the hair dryer to the side, "What did you just say?" ”

"I said, I love you!" The man turned his head to look at her, his expression so sincere that it was unmistakable.

Huang Xinying was so excited by the hot gaze in his eyes that she was about to drown in his affection, her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't calm down at all.

After being stunned for a moment, a shy, sweet and happy smile bloomed on the corner of her mouth, "I love you too..."

She spoke seriously, but she pretended to be careless and whispered, her eyes full of tenderness.

After speaking, Huang Xinying gently dried his hair to hide his shyness and discomfort.

Her white jade hands, shuttling between his soft hair, were like a warm current, flowing silently through her heart, and then flowing all over her body, everywhere was warm and reassuring.

Ye Hanyu hooked her lips, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more brilliant and charming because of her confession.