The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 935

"Really?" Keigo Atobe's eyes widened in surprise, and he stood up from the stool in excitement.

"That's right," Qingqian nodded seriously: "Not only do you have to design, but also design a few more sets for parents, uncles and aunts, so that we can better push them out."

"Okay, I look forward to wearing the clothes you designed for me." Keigo Atobe couldn't help grinning, showing a row of neat teeth.

In fact, he was just joking just now, in order to say a few more words with Qingqian, and he was prepared to be rejected by Qingqian, who knew that Qingqian agreed so readily, This is really a surprise today.

"Atobe, thank you very much." Qingqian is still thinking about what Atobe Keigo just said: "I ignored this road before, but fortunately you reminded me."

Qingqian patted her head, and it turned out that the sentence of being pregnant and stupid for three years was not nonsense, she had never thought of such a simple thing before!

"Thank you for what." Atobe Keigo was dumbfounded by Qingqian's gratitude: "Actually, the biggest beneficiary of this matter is my uncle. You don't know how much my uncle envies my brother. I heard that most of his private servers are It came from your hand."

"What's there to be envious of?" Qingqian smiled: "Designing clothes for my brother is mostly practiced, and some design ideas are still very immature."

"Of course I'm envious. When I think that my uncle can also have clothes designed by you, I feel so happy that I can't sleep." Keigo Atobe still smiled like a fool. Those clothes were designed by Qianqian himself, even if he was practicing. The ones are also good, my uncle doesn’t even have a semi-finished product now, there are only some design manuscripts that Qingqian drew a long time ago.

Qingqian smiled and didn't speak.

"Qianqian, do you want to eat when supper is ready?" While the two were chatting, Su Qingxian knocked on Qingqian's door.

"I want to eat." Qingqian nodded.

"Then I'll bring it to you." Su Qingxian laughed: "Are you chatting with Atobe?"

"Yes." Qingqian nodded, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Don't worry, I'll go downstairs to eat by myself."

"Go to bed early after supper, do you know? I won't bother you anymore." Keigo Atobe said with a wink.

"Okay, goodbye." Qingqian nodded and hung up the video.

Here, Qingqian went downstairs to have supper with Su Qingxian, but Keigo Atobe was holding his mobile phone with a black screen, still smiling silly.

It took a long time for Jingwu Ajibe to recover from his excited state, and then he reached out and took a piece of drawing paper out of the drawer, intending to design the wedding scene.

It's just been holding the pen for a long time, and the drawing paper is still blank without even a draft.

Atobe Keigo sighed softly, threw the pen aside, rubbed his hair, stood up from his seat, and went straight out of the study and back to the room.

From hanging up the video to now, Keigo Atobe still feels a little smug, and Qianqian actually agreed to design clothes for herself.

I no longer have to look at Mommy's gown, Cilang's Hanfu and other people's handkerchiefs with secret envy.

Keigo Atobe remembered that Qingqian had promised herself when she was a child that she would give herself the first set of clothes she designed when she became a fashion designer.

(End of this chapter)