Jiaochen

After being rejected, Ji Qingying was not angry. +++ Catino Novel Network www.readwn.com

She had deliberately teased Fu Yanzhi, and she had predicted the result.

If he did post, she would still feel no challenge (sexual xing).

She laughed in her eyes, and ‘sad, sad’ returned him two words: [Okay. 】

It seems, really unhappy.

Fu Yanzhi didn't reply to her again.

After dinner, Ji Qingying drew pictures and made clothes in the room.

She is someone who needs to do it right away if she has any ideas, and the tools in the room are complete.

At eight o'clock, the doorbell rang.

Melting snow ran to open the door.

"Mr. Jane."

Standing outside the door is the costume design director of the crew. In addition to being responsible for the actor's costume, he will also communicate with every designer.

What he has to do is to control the overall situation.

Jian Ping raised his eyes and looked in, and asked in a low voice, "Qingying is busy?"

Melting Snow nodded.

She leaned sideways: "Is Teacher Jian looking for something to do with her?"

"Well, discuss the issue of clothing."

Rongxue understood, and shouted, "Sister Qingying, Teacher Jian is here."

Ji Qingying responded and walked out of the room.

As soon as she appeared, Jian Ping's eyes fell on her.

After coming back from the crew, Ji Qingying put her cheongsam inspired by Jasmine to the finishing touches.

After it was done, Rongxue yelled to see the effect of her dressing, but she did not refuse.

This cheongsam was done intermittently for a few days, and she would usually try it on after completion.

Although the size deviation is unlikely to occur, just in case.

This will happen to be replaced.

The cheongsam is a long style with sleeves and an open placket. It has the same light white (color) as jasmine, but it is not pure white.

The light yellow (color) of the jasmine heart used for the buckle, coupled with her low ponytail braid, looks gentle and less (female nu).

very beautiful.

Ji Qingying was accustomed to wearing all kinds of cheongsams, but she didn't notice anything wrong.

She cried out calmly: "Teacher Jian."

Jian Ping was taken aback, and then he came back to his senses.

"Is this for myself?"

Ji Qingying nodded and asked directly: "What are you going to discuss?"

She doesn't like to pull the subject up.

Jian Ping was clear and withdrew the gaze that fell on her: "Let’s talk about the costumes of their wedding scene."

Ji Qingying nodded and pulled the notebook on one side: "You said."

Ji Qingying is a person with her own ideas and ideas. She can listen to the opinions of people next to her, but she also has her own persistence.

Jian Ping is a better communicator, and he is a colleague. If you mention it, you will understand.

After the communication is over, the time is late.

When she took the person to the door, Jian Ping suddenly looked back at her: "This cheongsam is very good, and it matches you very well."

Ji Qingying was taken aback, and smiled: "Thank you."

Jian Ping smiled, stared at her face for a few seconds, and whispered: "Get a break early."

"Mr. Jane walk slowly."

After closing the door, Melting Snow came over.

Ji Qingying pushed the people away: "What's the matter?"

Rong Xuezhi (gou) (gou) stared at her for a while, and whispered, "Sister Qingying, haven't you noticed that Teacher Jian's eyes are wrong?"

Hearing this, Ji Qingying took a mobile phone on one side and said coldly, "I didn't think."

Snow melting: "..."

She glanced at the message received on the phone and knocked her head: "Get a break early, I'll go to Yan Yan."

Melting Snow pouted: "Okay."

She whispered: "Mr. Jian just saw your eyes are clearly surprised (yan yan)."

Ji Qingying ignored her.

When most people see a woman wearing a cheongsam, they will be surprised (yanyan), surprised and even curious.

She has long been used to these eyes.

Over time, I will not think deeply.

-

What Ji Qingying didn't expect was that he could still meet Jian Ping in the elevator.

The two looked at each other, Jian Ping looked at her in surprise: "Are you going to go out so late?"

"No."

Ji Qingying said concisely: "Teacher Yan has something to do with me, I will go to her."

Jian Ping nodded and looked at her: "You and Qiu Zhi (Guanguan) are pretty good."

Ji Qingying curled her lips and smiled: "Well, they get along well."

Jian Ping looked at her like this, he wanted to say something, but Ji Qingying already lowered his head to look at the phone.

She is sending a message to Fu Yan.

Fu Yanzhi hasn't paid any attention to her until now after he is not afraid of death.

It doesn't matter if you ignore her, you can't forget good night messages.

Ji Qingying's eyebrows are drooping, and the corners of her lips are pulled up, looking in a good mood.

Jian Ping watched her for a long time, but she never noticed.

On the top floor where Yan Qiuzhi lived, Ji Qingying raised her hand and knocked on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Yan Qiuzhi looked at her and smiled: "It's finally here."

Ji Qingying explained: "I was busy just now."

Yan Qiu Zhi knows: "It's okay, it's okay, let me introduce to you, this is Shen Mu——"

Before she finished her words, Shen Muqing sprang out from the other side, excited and enthusiastic: "Oh my God, Yan Yan, you are not exaggerating at all, this is a great beauty."

Ji Qingying lowered her eyes and smiled.

She raised her eyes, and just about to speak, a familiar figure appeared in the range of her sight.

She froze for a moment, blinked gently and looked over there.

As if he had noticed her gaze, the man diagonally raised his eyes and looked over.

The two eyes collided.

Ji Qingying looked at him straight (gou) (gou), bending her lower lip, her eyes full of smiles.

Fu Yanzhi seemed to have not noticed the look in her eyes, and quickly withdrew her eyes.

After a while, Ji Qingying and Shen Muqing also got acquainted.

These people are here for Yan Qiuzhi's exploratory class. They are friends who have known each other since childhood.

Ji Qingying was absent-minded, and occasionally glanced at Fu Yanzhi.

It is a pity that Fu Yanzhi completely regarded her as air afterwards, except for staring at her at first.

Surrounded by people who are not familiar, Ji Qingying and Shen Muqing are also seeing each other for the first time.

She is not a person who can quickly integrate into other people's circles. Although Shen Muqing is very enthusiastic, and she is also kind from head to toe, but she is still a little cautious.

Not long after, Ji Qingying got up and left.

As soon as she left the house, she immediately poked the phone open.

Ji Qingying: [Doctor Fu, I just confirmed one thing. 】

After the news was sent, Ji Qingying hummed and waited.

After a while, the phone vibrated.

Fu Yanzhi: [Huh? 】

Ji Qingying: [No one looks good at flowers. 】

Ji Qingying: [I just saw the conclusion with my own eyes, do you think I was right. 】

Fu Yanzhi: 【……】

Ji Qingying: [Do you return the ellipsis (gan)? Am I wrong? It is still said that Doctor Fu does not admit that he is more beautiful than flowers. 】

After the news was sent, it took several minutes for Fu Yanzhi to get a reply.

Fu Yanzhi: [I don't think I need to be better than flowers. 】

Ji Qingying: [Oh. 】

Fu Yanzhi frowned slightly as he watched the news from her.

Jiang Chen was talking next to him. He raised his eyebrows in surprise after noticing that he was frequently watching his mobile phone. "Doctor Fu, are you chatting with someone?"

In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked over.

Fu Yan was faint, raised his eyes and looked at everyone: "Something?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

Shen Muqing was shocked: "No, we are fine, but you are very troublesome when you chat with people."

"..."

It's not that everyone is making a fuss. It's mainly that Fu Yanzhi never sends messages to unfamiliar people.

Even for them, he can call but will not send messages. They have a group, and Fu Yanzhi says no more than ten sentences in it all year round.

In Fu Yanzhi's words--

Typing wastes time.

Fu Yanzhi ignored everyone's surprise and looked down at the cellphone that was shaking again.

Ji Qingying: [When are you going back? 】

Fu Yanzhi: [Tomorrow. 】

Ji Qingying: [Then I will invite you to dinner tomorrow? 】

After sending it, Ji Qingying did not give him the opportunity or time to refuse, and continued to send: "It's too late, Doctor Fu rest early, we will see you tomorrow, good night. 】

Fu Yanzhi paused, deleted the two words he had just typed, and turned off the phone.

-

Early the next morning.

Ji Qingying got up early.

She glanced at the phone time, took a set of sportswear and put on it, and went to the hotel gym.

She knows Fu Yanzhi's work and rest very well. Apart from working overtime, this person also arranges fitness time every day.

And he likes morning jogs very much.

If Ji Qingying's estimation is correct, Fu Yanzhi should be in the gym.

The hotel was quiet in the morning, and there were not many people in the gym.

As soon as Ji Qingying arrived at the door, she saw a familiar figure.

She walked straight over there, showing her smile: "Fu Yanzhi, morning."

When she called her name, her voice was brisk and pleasant.

Fu Yanzhi looked at the person who appeared suddenly and paused: "Morning."

Ji Qingying looked at him: "How long have you been here?"

Fu Yanzhi glanced at her: "Twenty minutes."

"Oh."

Ji Qingying whispered: "It's early."

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

She didn't say much to Fu Yanzhi, and drove the treadmill next to her to walk slowly.

Ji Qingying will exercise three or four times a week. Although she is lazy, for those beautiful cheongsams, she still takes time to train her figure.

After walking for half an hour, the person next to him stopped.

Ji Qingying looked at him.

Fu Yanzhi turned his head and looked over: "When do you go to the crew?"

Ji Qingying blinked: "Don't worry, I can go later."

Fu Yanzhi nodded.

Ji Qingying turned the running gear off and looked at him: "Are you going to have breakfast with Teacher Chen and the others?"

"No need to."

Hearing this, Ji Qingying laughed: "Then I will ask you to have breakfast first?"

After speaking, she blinked gently at Fu Yanzhi, and the fox's eyes were full of sly: "Doctor Fu, do you have a good face?"

It sounds a bit pitiful.

Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, stared at her for a moment, and then said softly.

"Then I'll go back to the room first. See you in the restaurant downstairs at 8:30."

"..."

-

Ji Qingying was putting on makeup when Melting Snow came over.

She looked at it incredulously, her mouth slightly opened: "Sister Qingying."

"what?"

Ji Qingying was removing her eyeliner and answered vaguely: "What's the matter?"

Rong Xue pointed to her: "Why did you put on makeup today?"

During the time with the group, Ji Qingying did not make up except for joining the group on the first day.

She has good skin and is beautiful even without makeup.

What's more, their designers are not tired enough every day (sleeping in Shui), and they don't have time to toss other things.

Ji Qingying finished the eyeliner and started to make eye shadow.

"A good mood."

Snow melting: "..."

After the toss was over, Ji Qingying went to change a cheongsam.

As soon as he came out, Rongxue looked straight.

She pursed her lips and said cautiously, "Sister Qingying, I think you are not only in a good mood."

Ji Qingying smiled with full eyebrows: "Well, I'm going out for breakfast."

She urged: "You will go to the crew later, I will go later."

After that, she didn't give Rong Xue a chance to be curious, so she put on high heels and left.

Melting Snow was stunned for a while, before whispering: "Sister Qingying is going to go on a blind date?"

...

A blind date is naturally not a blind date.

But having breakfast with Fu Yanzhi is more worthy of attention than a blind date.

After all, the two have not seen each other for a while. Ji Qingying's dress up surprised him (yanyan), so he couldn't forget.

In the restaurant downstairs, Fu Yanzhi was already there, with his back facing her.

Ji Qingying pressed her upturned lips and walked towards him. When he was approaching the dining table, a familiar voice came from the other side.

"Qingying."

She raised her eyes.

Jian Ping was sitting not far away in black (color) casual clothes, smiling at her, familiar with her words: "Come and sit together."

Ji Qingying's footsteps.

She subconsciously looked at Fu Yanzhi, and he just turned to look over.

The two eyes met.

There is an undercurrent surging silently.

Fu Yanzhi's gaze didn't stay on Ji Qingying for long. After taking a look, he casually turned his gaze to the man diagonally opposite.

Soon, he lowered his eyelids again, and took a sip of the coffee in front of him.

Looking at him, Ji Qingying couldn't figure out his attitude for a while.

She thought for a while, and planned to say hello to Jian Ping first.

moment.

A faint perfume smell penetrated into the nose. It's jasmine, not pungent.

Looking up again, Fu Yanzhi saw the back she left for herself.