Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

About half a minute later, Li Wan took the semi-finished manuscript and got up and knocked on Yan Heming's door.

"Yan Heming, look at this, I always think it's not suitable, I can't draw the thoughts in my heart."

Li Wan pressed his eyebrows, his tone was light.

"Sister Wan, Uncle, I'm leaving first!"

Akko had bright eyes, holding a pile of materials, and left with vision.

Li Wan and Yan Heming were left in the room, and the two looked down to exchange ideas and ideas.

Within a few minutes, the current dilemma was revealed.

Li Wan excitedly patted Yan Heming on the shoulder, and praised: "Yes, you can, my brother is good!"

Yan Heming's eyes were curved, and his expression was very happy: "Sister Wan, you are laughing at me again!"

"No, I'm telling the truth, let's go, and go out for lunch."

After speaking, Li Wan turned and walked out.

In the next second, Yan Heming stretched out his hand and took the woman's wrist.

"Sister Wan, wait."

Li Wan stopped.

At almost the same time, Yan Heming let go of his hand like an electric shock, apologizing: "Sorry late sister, I, I'm rude."

Even with a layer of fabric, Yan Heming still felt hot on the palm of his hand.

He blamed himself and was flustered, and didn't understand why he was so rude just now.

"Sister Wan, I'm quick for a while, don't mind..."

Li Wan pursed his lips and smiled softly, "Stop me, what's the matter?"

Yan Heming paused, feeling helpless and embarrassed. .

He questioned himself very much, where did his polite education go.

It took half a minute for the man to regain his former appearance as a gentleman like Yuqianqian.

He bowed and solemnly apologized.

The bottom of my heart is very sad.

Li Wan pressed his eyebrows, his tone was helpless and relieved: "I don't mind."

What you are pulling is just a layer of clothing.

"I don't mind, thank you Sister Wan, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Yan Heming curled his lips and smiled lightly.

This look can make thousands of young girls crazy.

"Sister Wan, are you good friends with Dawn designer?"

The man's eyes are filled with anticipation, he likes designer Dawn very much.

In his mind, this designer who has never shown up is his favorite second only to Li Wan.

It is worship and pursuit.

Li Wan pursed his lips and shook his head two seconds later.

"no."

"Is that so? Then I am abrupt."

Yan Heming wiped out the anticipation in his eyes very well.

He didn't want to distinguish whether what Li Wan said was deliberately hiding from him or unwilling to answer.

In short, he believed everything Li Wan said.

In the next second, another reply from Li Wan sounded in the man's ear: "It's me."

"what?"

"Dawn designer, it's me. I am her." Li Wan smiled lightly and looked serious.

Yan Heming's unbelievable eyes were completely on Li Wan's beautiful smile.

He smiled so well, he liked it very much.

what! ?

wrong.

What did Sister Wan just say?

Is she Dawn?

Yan Heming subconsciously took a step forward, and in the next second, he felt wrong again and hurriedly backed away.

He was very excited now, raising and lowering his hands, his eyes didn't know where to look.

The man's beautiful lips trembled for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

Li Wan did not speak, and quietly waited for him to digest the shocking news.

She had anticipated this since the wrong Weibo was posted that day.

After all, Dawn is Yan Heming's idol.

For each of her entries, he collected pictures, made them into pamphlets, and looked through them from time to time.

Yan Heming also asked at the time, did he really know Dawn, can he meet him?

But she didn't think about how to answer, so she pretended not to see it.

She thought about it for a few days, and felt that she should tell him the truth.

Yan Heming also asked her the last time she went abroad to present awards.

Who did she learn her design from?

He probably noticed that her design habits and some details are very similar to the Dawn designer.

Although she has tried her best to avoid these when designing.

But "the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders", she is not a god, and she is perfect without hiding.

It was a matter of time before Yan Heming was recognized.

Now she has become friends with this big designer again.

It will be even harder to explain later.

It's better to take advantage of the present, open the skylight to speak brightly, and do it all at once.

Li Wan raised his eyebrows, and his smiling eyes fell on Yan Heming who was dumbfounded.

Her red lips curled up, and she joked: "Why? Don't you believe it?"

Yan Heming had some reaction now, and a low smile slowly drifted away in the room.

"So Sister Wan, my idol, my love, my pursuit, and my desire are all you, right."

Li Wan: "..." speechless.

"Hidden you are compelling, don't mind."

"Sister Wan, you joked, why would I mind? I'm too late to be happy."

Yan Heming's eyes flashed, and he continued to speak softly and elegantly:

"That's all right, I will become your fanboy again in the future."

Li Wan didn't answer, but said: "You don't mind."

"Sister Wan, can I give you a hug?" Yan Heming said abruptly.

He has always regarded Dawn's design works as his weather vane.

Now the idol is right in front of me, and I am still the same person I have loved for so many years.

He was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. I will always like you. No wonder you didn't bother to post on Weibo last year."