The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1696
The first thousand 690 nine chapters flourishing beauty
"rogue--"

Hearing these numbers, Song Hongyan blushed, kicked Ye Fan lightly, and was about to turn around and leave.

With amnesia, she couldn't adapt to Ye Fan's ambiguity.

"Whoosh!"

But at this moment, Ye Fan grabbed the woman, then turned and ran to the workbench.

His slender fingers slid over more than 100 pieces of fabric.

Suddenly, he stuck his fingertips on a piece of red cloth, and then pulled it out with a clatter to attract everyone's attention.

Before Jessica could react, Ye Fan picked up the sharp scissors.

He looked up at Song Hongyan with a kind of expression in his eyes.

At this moment, in his eyes, heart, and bones, there was only Song Hongyan.

Afterwards, Ye Fan stabbed the cloth with sharp scissors.

He didn't even measure, just cut, dropped the knife, opened the mouth, and flowed freely.

Jessica and the others didn't take it seriously at first, and felt that Ye Fan was just playing around with violence.

But when they saw Ye Fan move, they all froze their eyes.

They found that Ye Fan's movements were not inferior to their masters at all, as if he had also been a designer for decades.

And it's indescribably beautiful.

Ye Fan's hands are like two butterflies, dancing flexibly, and all kinds of scissors are intertwined with the light red fabric.

Sometimes I use scissors to cut the fabric, sometimes I use my fingers to measure the size, and sometimes I use a sewing machine to sew it together. The smoothness is outrageous.

"how can that be?"

Jessica and the others all stared wide-eyed.

If Ye Fan hadn't humbly asked them about cutting five days ago, they would have thought Ye Fan was a hidden master.

Yuan Qingyi was also dumbfounded: Young master Ye can also make clothes?

"Cha-"

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to everyone's thoughts, just kept looking at Song Hongyan, as if he wanted to bring her appearance into view.

That passion, that enthusiasm, that tenderness not only made Song Hongyan stay in place, but also made Jessica and the others feel strong love.

Only when Song Hongyan is in his eyes and in his heart can Ye Fan not need any data cropping.

Soon, Ye Fan cut the fabric in a smooth manner, and turned to sewing with the sewing machine.

Going back and forth, wedding dresses with smooth curves and three-dimensional effects gradually appeared.

This stunned Jessica and the others again.

No matter what, Ye Fan can not only cut, but also tailor.

Moreover, the tailoring technique combines the essence of Jessica and 24 masters.

Whether it's a stitch or a line trace, there are shadows of Jessica and the others, but Ye Fan brings them to the extreme.

These ideas in turn gave Jessica and the others a lot of inspiration, and virtually made their pattern and realm a step further.

At this moment, Jessica and the others understood what a genius is.

No one made a sound, no one moved, and no one even helped. They just quietly watched Ye Fan perform.

At this moment, he is a world master, and his every move attracts the eyes of Jessica and others.

"Whoosh-"

I don't know how long it took, Ye Fan finally came to the last step, sewing the fabric, and then sewed on the thin straps one by one.

The straps are long or short, like flying flowers when they are scattered, and peonies when they are in season, as if full of vitality.

"Whoa!"

When Ye Fan dropped the last stitch of the wedding dress, a red wedding dress appeared in the eyes of everyone.

All in one go.

There are no fine diamonds and no fluorescence, but it still reflects a luster under the light.

The luster is not dazzling, not bright, not indifferent, on the contrary, it gives people a sense of enthusiasm and pride.

Jessica and the others looked excited, with a wave of worship.

This kind of wedding dress, if you don’t move or wear it, you will have a sense of sacredness and inviolability.

Looking at it, I can't help thinking that it is pure and noble, and it will not change until death.

Compared with Ye Fan's wedding dress, the white wedding dress in his hand is soulless.

"Hong Yan, do you like it?"

Ye Fan didn't care about the fiery gazes of the crowd, he lifted the red wedding dress and smiled at Song Hongyan.

Song Hongyan didn't respond, but rushed over happily and hugged Ye Fan.

The pretty face was indescribably happy.

Obviously this wedding dress hit her heart.

"Don't get excited, go and change it."

Ye Fan smiled softly: "I'm just a tailor with a half bucket of water, and my techniques and tailoring are not in place."

"Jessica, it was on a whim, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

Ye Fan also smiled apologetically at Jessica and the others: "The class has messed up."

Jessica smiled wryly: "Young Master Ye is going to ruin us."

At this moment, Song Hongyan took the red wedding dress to the cloakroom to change.

Several assistants followed to help.

In less than 10 minutes, Song Hongyan walked out wearing a red wedding dress.

The confidante is still the same confidante, but her temperament is completely different.

The wedding dress wraps the graceful body, and there is a hollow under the collar, revealing the slender neck and the straight and straight collarbone.

The slender waist is not enough for a grip, and the long legs are white and straight.

The current Song Hongyan is like a red peony, and the wedding dress perfectly sets off her own temperament.

Under the converging lights, the skin glows intoxicatingly, making it extraordinarily alluring.

"call!"

Before Jessica and the others could speak, Song Hongyan turned around in place, and the skirt of the wedding dress fell apart in an instant.

The room is full of fragrance and endless red.

At this moment, the woman is like a delicate and beautiful peony, blooming quietly in the middle of the night among the lonely flowers.

The red lips are tapped, the eyebrows are swept lightly, the skirt is flying, and the smile is looking forward...

A beautiful face loomed in the red light.

But Song Hongyan's eyes were like the morning sun in winter, full of vigor and redness.

The arrogance and coquettishness revealed at this moment made everyone hold their breath, and they couldn't describe her beauty in words.

That face, those eyes like autumn water, and that red peony that keeps blooming occupy everyone's mind.

Jessica couldn't control it, she trembled slightly and shouted again: "Young Master Ye, what's its name?"

"unique!"

Ye Fan said softly: "The beauty of the prosperous age."

Flourishing beauty?

Hearing the name of this wedding dress, Jessica and the others were amazed.

Everyone looked at Song Hongyan enviously.

This is a happy and sweet woman.

"Ding--"

At this moment, Ye Fan's cell phone vibrated.

He took it out and opened it.

Tang Ruoxue's video came in.

A pale and haggard face appeared in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this, he never thought it was Tang Ruoxue's video.

After the mute incident, he thought this woman would never call him again.

He looked at Tang Ruoxue with a hesitant expression and asked, "Ruoxue, what's the matter?"

"Tang Sect Chen Yuanyuan..."

Tang Ruoxue stopped talking halfway through.

Her gaze jumped over Ye Fan's cheek through the camera, fixedly looking at Song Hongyan who was admired by all the stars.

That red wedding dress, which was beautiful in the prosperous age, pricked her eyes like needle points, and her heart...

(End of this chapter)