Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 1601 Unreliable

His breath was all over her ears, she didn't know whether it was hot or shy, Ye Liran's earlobes turned pink.

And her face, which was already painted with blush, became more and more red, making her look even more bright and charming.

Standing under the street lamp, the two of them were shrouded in a thin yellow veil by the faint yellow light, and the two of them were also covered by the yellow veil, hazy, as if they couldn't see clearly. ink painting.

"Okay, let's go in." Jun Mohan slightly tightened the hand on Ye Liran's waist.

When the two entered the show, all the spotlights and cameras were aimed at them. For a while, only the sound of snapping pictures was heard in the quiet show.

Ye Liran was not familiar with such a scene, but she was not unfamiliar either. She leaned on Jun Mohan, and with a twist of her lips, a flawless smile appeared on her face.

The two stood for a minute before sitting down.

Ye Liran rolled his eyes when he was in the dark, didn't he say it's not important?Don't you mean casual?So what's going on?

"Mr. Jun, it turns out that you are sometimes unreliable." Ye Liran whispered in his ear.

"Where is it unreliable?" Jun Mohan whispered to her.

For someone who is pretending to be stupid, Ye Liran will give another big white eye for free.

As soon as Jun Mohan took his seat, Ah Bo winked at the staff.

The host said a few words on it and left the battlefield to the models.

The first ones to come out were fashion models. When Ye Liran saw the clothes on those models, she felt very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before.

After thinking about it carefully, I quickly remembered where I had seen it before.

This is clearly the clothes in her design book.

She looked at Jun Mohan with doubts in her eyes, what is he planning to do?
Jun Mohan squeezed her palm reassuringly, signaling her to be calm and calm.

After modern clothes, there are ancient clothes, all of which are representative clothes designed by Ye Liran.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Jun Mohan let go of Ye Liran's hand.

Ye Liran's attention had been taken away by the models on the field, and he didn't notice what Jun Mohan said at all.

Jun Mohan glanced at her worriedly, he didn't know if she could bear such a stimulus, but he couldn't wait any longer.

He wants her to remember quickly, he doesn't want her to be a diplomat.

She can't go anywhere, she can only be by his side and be his wife.

Ah Bo passed through the crowd and came to Jun Mohan's side silently.

"Are you ready?" Jun Mohan withdrew his gaze from Ye Liran.

"Ready." Ah Bo bowed his head and said respectfully.

Jun Mohan nodded, and walked towards the dressing room.

When Jun Mohan appeared in front of Ye Liran wearing an ancient costume with the appearance in the painting, Ye Liran only felt that something revived in his head.

Her eyes were glued to his body, and she couldn't move at all.

And Jun Mohan didn't say a word, and walked through the entire runway in silence. He would never say provocative words, but now he talks too much for fear of putting pressure on her.

Later, Ye Ranran was absent-minded until after the show, on the way back, Jun Mohan asked: "Of course, do you remember anything?"

Ye Liran nodded: "Yes, but my head is very messy and I can't figure it out."

Many things were hazy, and all of them were backlogged in her head, and she felt very tired.

(End of this chapter)