She felt that such dressing would make students distrust themselves.

Most of the other clothes were dresses, which Xu Qingcheng didn't like, and there were also various high-end dresses. It was impossible to wear dresses to go to work.

After thinking about it, Xu Qingcheng chose a cheongsam.

These cheongsams are all ghost-handed masters, and Bo Zhifu was appointed for Xu Qingcheng back then. One by one, most of them were made by ghost-handed masters.

Many of them are out of print cheongsams, which are precisely unique and belong only to Xu Qingcheng.

Ghost Hand didn't accept orders since ten years ago, and the later Ghost Hand really only served Xu Qingcheng alone.

Not to mention anything else, the value of each of Xu Qingcheng's hundreds of cheongsams is obvious, and even many people in the auction house have found Xu Qingcheng.

First, Xu Qingcheng is not short of money, and second, Xu Qingcheng really likes these cheongsams and respects the ghost hands, so Xu Qingcheng cannot deliver these cheongsams to the auction house.

But Xu Qingcheng doesn’t wear much on weekdays, but this time his work has only made Xu Qingcheng find an opportunity to wear a cheongsam.

But, Bo Zhixue didn't say anything, just looked at Xu Qingcheng like this, Xu Qingcheng's eyebrows and eyes were confused, and then he looked down at himself.

"Is it really inappropriate?" Xu Qingcheng asked directly.

"Why are you wearing a cheongsam?" Bo Zhihui asked without answering a question.

"I can't find the right one, so I think the cheongsam is probably the most suitable. Traditional clothes can't go wrong, and I like them very much. I don't have many opportunities to find them on weekdays, but now I think it's just right." Xu Qingcheng explained.

In Xu Qingcheng's words, Bo Zhihuan didn't say anything, just watched.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned: "Bo Zhifu, do you don't like me wearing cheongsams?"

"No." Bo Zhi's slutty responded, "But I like you to wear it for me to show you alone, but I know you like cheongsams, so I don't stop you."

Xu Qingcheng said oh, nodded, and then she smiled and looked at Bo Zhifu, and became serious again.

"Bozhifeng, I can't stop my love for you, so don't worry. I won't run away with the young man." Xu Qingcheng smiled, but said it directly.

Bo Zhifu made Xu Qingcheng laugh and cry, and then he hugged Xu Qingcheng's waist and kissed him heavily.

Xu Qingcheng was happy to accept it. When facing Bo Zhifeng, Xu Qingcheng's eyebrows and eyes were still smiling, reaching his eyes.

"No seriousness." Bo Zhiqiu cursed with laughter.

Xu Qingcheng nodded: "If you don't have a serious attitude, don't you love me anymore?"

"I love you." Bo Zhifu confessed generously.

Xu Qingcheng was embarrassed, and Bo Zhifu didn't tease Xu Qingcheng, and soon took Xu Qingcheng's hand to the restaurant for dinner.

The cheongsam was just mentioned and then left alone.

The breakfast was still something that Xu Qingcheng liked. After Xu Qingcheng finished eating, he drove to school by himself, and Bo Zhifu didn't stop him.

At the warning of Bo Zhifu, the bodyguard quickly followed to avoid any accidents in Xu Qingcheng.

But Bo Zhifu looked at Xu Qingcheng's cabinet of cheongsam and suddenly felt a little regretful. During the years when Xu Qingcheng was away, he was still using his memory to set up cheongsams for Xu Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng didn't pass through it for himself, but instead showed it to outsiders.

The worst thing is that Xu Qingcheng's attitude is clearly telling Bo Zhifu that when they are outside, they should pretend not to know each other.

Thinking of this, Bo Zhixu laughed helplessly, but he had no choice but to do anything to Xu Qingcheng.

Then Bo Zhifu was cleaned up calmly and drove to the company soon.
Chapter completed!