I'm the big guy's little fairy

Chapter 305
The next day, Chang'an got up early.

At seven o'clock in the morning, a makeup artist and stylist came to the door. A group of people arrived at the Xu family's old house in a mighty manner, and placed all the high-end dresses and jewelry they brought in the living room for her to choose.

Chang An went downstairs wearing a pink nightdress, rubbing his sleepy eyes, seeing the scene in front of him, almost fell down the stairs in shock.

Xu Yao walked up to the little girl silently.

The man pursed his thin lips, his peach blossom eyes glanced up and down at Chang An's exquisite figure wrapped in thin pajamas, and frowned displeasedly.

He casually took his own camel-colored overcoat from the hanger, stepped forward a few steps, and put the overcoat on Chang An's body, wrapping the little girl tightly. j
Xu Shi had just woken up, and there were still a few delicate and silly hairs standing on her soft black hair.

A hint of pampering flashed in Taohua's eyes, and she stroked her hair with her big palm, smoothing her hair out.Xu Yao approached her and whispered in her ear: "Come here and pick out some dresses."

Chang An was surprised, and subconsciously blurted out: "Didn't you already choose yesterday?"

She watched Xu Yao check out and pay with her own eyes, and that apricot-colored long dress is still hanging in her closet!

The man smiled, and his tone was almost coaxing: "Hey, that dress reveals too much. I asked them to send some conservative styles. You can take a look and see if you can sleep well."

Chang An twitched the corner of his mouth calmly.

It's just showing a shoulder, why is it worth such a big fight?

The little girl stared at the haute couture dresses in the living room, feeling horrified: so many clothes are worth a lot at first glance, isn't he busy?How could he put so much effort into her clothing?

Just thinking like this, in the next second, a man's deep cello-like voice rang in his ears.

"Your business is more important than any official business."

Chang An felt a little sweet in her heart, and she touched her numb earlobe: I always feel that since yesterday, something has become different between her and her brother...

I don't know if it's her illusion, but now, this man seems to be sending out hormones to her all the time.

The little girl's pretty and delicate cheeks couldn't stop getting hot.

She coughed a few times to hide her embarrassment, wrapped her coat around her body, and went downstairs.

His eyes swept over those dresses, and finally his eyes fell on a long white dress with a Chinese style: the upper body is a sleeveless cut design, and the lower skirt is a white gauze skirt that is so fluffy that it reaches to the ankle.

The most eye-catching thing is the landscape painting stretching from the left shoulder of the dress to the tail of the skirt like splashed ink.The ultimate black and the ultimate white reflect each other, but there is no sense of abruptness, but a strange harmony.

Chang An held his breath, and gently stroked the upper skirt with his slender and fair fingers.

Seeing that she liked it, Xu Yao stood beside her and said softly: "This dress is a dress made by Song Min, a master of traditional Chinese painting, and his daughter Song Miaozhu. Mr. Song's daughter is now the leading fashion designer in Huaguo. It is not easy for Mr. Painting, but for the love of my daughter, I still painted calligraphy on the dress she designed."

The little girl's eyes were full of astonishment, and she couldn't wait to change into this dress.

Ten minutes later, Chang An came down the stairs in a long white dress.

Xu Yao only took one look, then suffocated, and could no longer look away.

(End of this chapter)