typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

042 The taste is weak

Collect it, Yu'er's voice is going hoarse, collect it, collect it, everyone, please collect it! Is it because Yu'er's writing is not good, I don't have the confidence to write it.

*

Soon, the car stopped under a building.

Xu Xiaoru followed Ling Lanchen out of the car. Ling Lanchen's strong arms clasped Xu Xiaoru's waist tightly and took her in his arms.

The excessive intimacy made Xu Xiaoru uncomfortable for a moment. She frowned slightly, but did not dare to say anything and followed Ling Lanchen into the room.

shining show image design room.

When Xu Xiaoru saw the signboard of the design studio, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide, and stars kept popping up in her eyes...

"Go in!" Ling Lanchen's voice sounded behind Xu Xiaoru, and she came back to her senses and turned to look at Ling Lanchen with disbelief.

"Do you really want to go in?" Xu Xiaoru couldn't restrain her inner excitement. This is a global high-end luxury design studio that specializes in serving celebrities and ladies. Even if Ms. Feng goes in and comes out, she will look stunning, just to be able to enter such a design.

In addition to having money, you must have status in order to live in a house. Otherwise, no matter how rich you are, you won't be able to get in.

A first-class design studio naturally charges first-class fees.

Looking at the expression of Xu Xiaoru, a commoner, Ling Lanchen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth a few times. He simply didn't bother to talk and just pinched Xu Xiaoru's neck and entered the design room.

As soon as he entered the door, it was obvious that the designer had become familiar with Ling Lanchen. When he saw Xu Xiaoru next to Ling Lanchen, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said with interest: "We haven't seen each other for a few days. Master Ling's taste has become bland."

Too few!"

"I ate too much greasy food. Eat something light to nourish my stomach." Ling Lanchen raised his eyebrows, blinked, and said disapprovingly.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Xu Xiaoru's heart twitched wildly. What greasy and light things are there? Are feelings the meat on the chopping board?

Wrong, Xu Xiaoru is not only meat on the chopping board, but also fish at the mercy of others!

"Let her change her outfit." Ling Lanchen stopped talking nonsense and directly pushed Xu Xiaoru to the man who was talking to him just now. Then he stood aside, picked up a magazine and started reading boredly.

Xu Xiaoru turned her head silently, looking at Ling Lanchen's silent movements, and then turned her head back silently, looking at the stylist who was already doing her hair in the mirror.

The designer vaguely sensed Xu Xiaoru's nervousness, so her beautiful facial features showed a sunny smiling face, and she looked at Xu Xiaoru: "Miss Xu, don't be nervous. Just take a rest when you are tired."

"Your voice is so nice!" She originally wanted to be reserved, but when she heard the man's gentle voice, Xu Xiaoru became obviously excited and almost blurted out, with a little excitement in her tone.

This made Ling Lanchen, who was waiting coldly on the side, look pale, and the designer was even more confused. He looked at Ling Lanchen with concern, then shut up and started silently...


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next