During the day, I gave advice at the company, and at night, I sewed and mended at home. Wen Qingshen majored in fashion design as a minor in college. After graduation, he rejected an invitation from a top luxury brand company and returned home to inherit the family business because the clothes he made can only be worn by the people he likes.
One night, Wen Qingshen brought a finished skirt to Zhong Zairou to try on.
Zhong Zairou was lying on the bed, eating snacks and watching TV series, and refused without thinking.
"It's okay, let me change it for you." Wen Qingshen said.
The clothes are all ready, so it's time to help her change.
Zhong Zairou straightened up, turned over, knelt down on the bed, and pretended to be obedient and said, "No, no, no, I don't dare bother you, I'll just do it."
The corners of Wen Qingshen's mouth rose, "That's pretty much it!"
Zhong Zairou was about to reach out for her clothes, but Wen Qingshen raised her hand back. Her center of gravity was unsteady and she threw it away. She raised her head and looked at him doubtfully.
Wen Qingshen originally wanted to tease her, but when he saw her kneeling with her legs and hands on the bed, his eyes became dark, as if he had never tried this position before.
"Let's not change it yet, let's do something else." He said in a low voice.
"Huh?"
The next second, Zhong Zairou looked up to the sky and sighed, she had fallen into the trap again!
Wen Qing smiled deeply with satisfaction, "Young man, there's no way you can fight with me!"
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