The book-wearing female supporting role and the passer-by president HE

Nan Luo heaved a sigh of relief after receiving Nan Li's affirmative answer, and his face looked much better after coming out of the toilet.

After she came out, she saw Dongfang Che looking at the discarded design drafts she had thrown on the ground, and she immediately felt a little blushing.

Trotting forward, Nan Luo stood about a meter in front of Dongfang Che, and said pleadingly, "President, this, these are all my discarded manuscripts, no, there is nothing interesting."

Dongfang Che ignored Nan Luo's words and carefully looked at the drafts.Although he doesn't understand design, he still has the vision to judge how a piece of clothing looks.

"Your design looks good to me, why throw it away?" Dongfang Che asked.

Nan Luo grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously, and replied cautiously, "I found that this design is flawed in the process of designing the clothes. The clothes will feel tight and uncomfortable when worn by children. , I need to modify it again."

When talking about his profession, although Nan Luo's expression was still cautious, he seemed more confident, and his speech was very confident and fluent.

Dongfang Che heard it in his ears and kept nodding his head.He looked at Nan Luo approvingly, "Your idea is very good! The main function of clothes is comfort, not beauty. Especially for clothes sold to children, we must pay attention to not having any mistakes. Any No flaws can appear, it must be perfect!"

Dongfang Che's words made Nan Luo's impression of him much better.

As a children's clothing designer, Nan Luo also knows that some designers have completely different ideas from hers. They pay more attention to the aesthetics of the clothes, and what they care about is whether they look good on the body. For this reason, they can sacrifice some comfort. .But Nan Luo didn't like this.

She wants the beauty of the clothes, and she also wants the comfort!
Finding that Nan Luo was more natural when talking about her designs, Dongfang Che intentionally brought the topic to this aspect.Although he doesn't know how to design clothes, but his vision is here, the clothes he thinks are good will definitely sell well.From the consumer's point of view, Dongfang Che gave some opinions on Nanluo's design, which made Nanluo gain a lot.

She looked at the draft paper in her hand with excitement, and the inspiration in her mind couldn't stop, and she wished she could rush to the workbench immediately to embody the clothes that appeared in her mind.

What Nan Luo was thinking was clearly written on his face.A smile flashed across Dongfang Che's eyes, and then he coughed dryly, and said deliberately: "Why are you still not moving? Why don't you hurry up and draw everything you just thought of! What if the inspiration disappears?"

Dongfang Che's tone didn't sound very good, but Nan Luo didn't take it seriously. Instead, he glanced at Dongfang Che with sparkling eyes, thanked him from the bottom of his heart, and rushed to his workbench in a hurry. up.

Dongfang Che was glanced at by Nan Luo's tender eyes, and his mind was unconsciously swayed, and the eyes he looked at Nan Luo's back were much deeper.

Nan Luo was oblivious to the scorching gaze behind her, and waved her hands excitedly, drawing everything that appeared in her mind on paper.

Dongfang Che also noticed Nan Luo's undivided attention. He sat down on the sofa with great interest, played with his mobile phone, and looked up at Nan Luo from time to time to see when she would realize that he was still here.

Time passed bit by bit, the red sun in the sky had already set on the hills, and the brilliance of street lamps replaced the sun to illuminate the world.Nan Luo found that his vision was getting darker and darker, so he subconsciously reached out to turn on the small desk lamp next to him.

Together with the bright white lamp, there is also the time on the lamp display.

Nan Luo saw that it was already past six o'clock, he was startled, and subconsciously jumped up.

Oops, she forgot to pick up Jiujiu!
The panicked expression had just appeared on his face when Nan Luo trotted out and saw Dongfang Che sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Suddenly seeing a dark and blurry figure sitting there, Nan Luo screamed in fright and called out. ,
She took several steps back, hugging herself nervously with her arms around her chest, her heart beating like a drum.

Dongfang Che was also taken aback by Nan Luo's voice.But he was calmer, and immediately realized what was going on. He raised his hand and made a "snap", and the lights in the living room turned on.

It was only then that Nan Luo saw clearly that the figure was Dongfang Che, and the rationality of running away from home finally came back.

She was a little surprised, "President, President, you, why are you still here?" She thought Dongfang Che had already left!
Dongfang Che glanced at her, but did not answer her question, but said, "I'm hungry."

Nan Qiu has already been picked up by Nan Li, there is no need to worry about the two of them bumping into each other, Nan Luo is more courageous.She said nervously, "Then, shall I treat you to dinner?"

Dongfang Che nodded, and reservedly agreed.

Nan Luo was a little annoyed, and asked for advice more humbly.

"So, what do you want to eat? Or do you have a favorite restaurant?"

Dongfang Che glanced at Nan Luo again, and then looked at the kitchen, "Why bother, isn't this your house? Why don't you cook?"

Nan Luo's eyes widened in surprise, "President, do you want to eat my cooking?"

Dongfang Che frowned, and the expression on his face immediately showed displeasure, "Why? You don't want to?"

Nan Luo's heart tightened, and the refusal that he was about to say was swallowed back in embarrassment.

"No, that's right, it's the rice I cooked, and the taste may be average." Nan Luo carefully vaccinated Dong Che.She was really afraid that Dongfang Che would be dissatisfied after eating and would get angry at her.

Seeing what Nan Luo was thinking, Dongfang Che's expression became more tense, and he couldn't help letting out air from his body.Nan Luo lowered her head deeply, not daring to look at Dongfang Che.

Realizing that he had frightened Nan Luo, Dongfang Che's brows furrowed even tighter, and then he took a deep breath, trying to soften his tone.

"It's okay, I don't mind, you can cook!"

Although he tried his best to slow down his tone, there was no difference in Nan Luo's ears.At most, it is the kind of feeling that the temperature in the words has risen so much that it can be ignored!
Nan Luo immediately stood up straight, said yes nervously, and then rushed into the kitchen quickly.

Looking at Nan Luo's busy back in the kitchen, Dongfang Che felt a little frustrated.This kind of emotion really appeared for the first time, so rare!
While Nan Luo was busy, Nan Qiu and Nan Li on the other side were already sitting in a certain restaurant, eating happily.