A week later, Yan Bai and Ji Baimo came to the store that specially customized dresses together. This is the most famous one in Beijing. Many celebrities wore clothes from them. But this time, the clothes Ji Baimo asked them to customize were not designed by the designers in this store, but by Ji Baimo himself.

"Actually, I drew this picture many, many years ago." Ji Baimo looked at Yan Bai, with unparalleled confidence in his eyes. Yes, it seemed that he was convinced that this manuscript of the design would be used one day.

"Is Mo Mo so sure?" Yan Bai raised his lips lightly and spoke.

"Of course, this is destined, even if it is not destined..." Ji Baimo narrowed his eyes, and the eyes hidden under the lenses were cold and bright, and then they returned to the usual gentle jade-like jade, as if it was just an illusion. If it was not destined, he would have turned it into destined.

"Mr. Ji, Miss Yan, your customized dress has been completed. Please come and have a look." The staff in the store looked at Ji Baimo with slight eyes, with a flushed face and a little moved. Such a man probably will feel moved no matter who he is. Every move seems to be seductive, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

When Ji Baimo heard the words, his eyes moved away from Yan Bai's body, and he slowly stretched out his hand, letting Yan Bai put his hand on his palm. His movements were very gentle and elegant, and his voice was even more low and tired.

"Let's go, my fiancée." Ji Baimo spoke.

"Okay, my fiancé." Yan Bai gently put his hand on Ji Baimo's palm. The two had been engaged before, and now they are just making up for the lack of wedding. After saying this, Yan Bai gently tiptoed and squirted on Ji Baimo's face, then leaned on Ji Baimo's shoulder, looking at the shop staff who were standing behind Ji Baimo, with a red face, and was moved by Ji Baimo.

He was obviously smiling, looking soft and cute, but for some reason, the store employees paused and moved away from Ji Baimo with a little panic.

Ye Ming, Wen Youchen and Wen Xinsheng sat on the sofa together, eating dog food silently.

"Think Xinsheng, you are in high school now. If you have a girl you like, you can tell me. Maybe I can ask Bai Mo to design a set for you." Wen Youchen spoke and patted Wen Xinsheng beside him. He had read the manuscripts of Ji Baimo's paintings. I have to say, what else in this world is that Ji Baimo can't do.

"There are no girls for the time being." Wen Xinsheng shook his head when he heard Wen Youchen's words, and looked at Wen Youchen beside him thoughtfully. He really has no girl he likes, maybe he will never have one in his life, but...

"What's wrong? Did you find something on your brother's face?" Wen Youchen noticed Wen Xinsheng's gaze and touched his face.

"It's nothing, Brother Chen, remember you promised me that if I get the first place in the grade, you will realize my wish." Wen Xinsheng spoke, as if he was very concerned about the promise he had made.
Chapter completed!