711 Reality (5)

Ye Yuxuan walked quickly, came to Bai Weiwei's side, and pulled her behind him with a cold face.

He looked gloomily at the tailor's wife, "I asked you to measure, not to touch my wife with your ugly, old and wrinkled hand that has lost all moisture."

Because they were all women and an old woman, Bai Weiwei didn't think much about it.

But Ye Yuxuan's appearance was similar to catching a traitor.

The old woman smiled stiffly and was about to say something.

The old tailor had come over, and he respectfully bowed to Bai Weiwei, "This is the negligence of my wife, please forgive her."

The old couple together are one hundred and fifty years old.

No matter how big her face is, Bai Weiwei knows how to respect the elderly.

She hurriedly replied, "No, this... mother-in-law didn't do anything, she just praised kindly."

The old man said that it is good to have a good life.

It's just habitual politeness.

The old woman also came up to apologize.

The scene was once harmonious.

Bai Weiwei's face froze with laughter, but Ye Yuxuan still had a cold face, her eyes extremely gloomy.

It's like he was the one whose butt was touched.

Bai Weiwei's brain twitched, she patted his buttocks, and her palms shook slightly.

Damn it, how well-proportioned and firm the body is.

She said calmly: "You are also good-looking and good-natured, so is there another similarity between the two of us?"

Ye Yuxuan turned to look at her.

The expression is a little complicated, but it is not so gloomy after all.

He brought the cup of hot drink and handed it to her, "Drink something, and we'll go back to the hospital to check on your physical condition later."

Bai Weiwei was holding a hot drink, which seemed to be a traditional Chinese medicine drink, but it was sweet after a sip.

It felt that Ye Yuxuan was very familiar with this place.

Ye Yuxuan sat next to her.

The long stool, the tall one, sat next to her, a long head taller than her.

The old tailor brought the fabric, and Ye Yuxuan took the fabric and the picture book with great vigilance.

Then explain the fabric to Bai Weiwei.

Ye Yuxuan was expressionless, turned his body on his side, lowered his head, and opened the picture book, with a small piece of fabric in his hand.

When it comes to a fabric, just flip through the picture book to show her the final effect.

Bai Weiwei listened, but her attention was slowly drawn away by his face.

The small shop is a wooden structure, and the sunlight comes in more.

When he turned his face and spoke to her seriously in a low voice, even if he had no expression, he seemed very soft.

There was a hint of brilliance in Bai Weiwei's emotionless eyes.

Warm little shop, quiet atmosphere, only his voice exists.

Rarely did not think of the strategy, nor did he think of his pitiful life, and even forgot his inner anxiety.

Bai Weiwei looked at him quietly.

Ye Yuxuan stared at the album, but her ears warmed because of her gaze.

The pain of those dreams was healed by her gaze.

He felt a completely different emotion.

It is peaceful and pleasant, the frozen calm turns into a warm spring, neither intense nor ups and downs.

After Ye Yuxuan finished explaining the fabric, he automatically started to talk about other topics.

He had never experienced such a thing before, and it was time for the conversation to end, but he still wanted to say some nonsense to delay the time.

Just to not let this time pass easily.

"This old tailor is a clothing designer who has served the Ye family for 40 years."

He closed the album and said.

"It's very safe here, don't worry about him being bribed."

After Bai Weiwei finished her drink, she glanced at the tailor who was modifying her clothes.

Ye Yuxuan continued: "After he retired, he opened a small shop and was sheltered by the Ye family to live in peace."

Bai Weiwei: "You have done a good job of arranging a place for retired workers. You can buy people's hearts and make people who work now feel at ease."

Hearing the compliments, Ye Yuxuan's eyes lit up.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and pursed it back.

"The material and color of the dress are probably decided. I'll let him choose."

After speaking, he stood up and took the empty glass in her hand.