Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Mo Chenyi couldn't help but smiled and shook his head, putting away the cup she had drunk.

When Zhifei came back from washing, he was still reading.

She was actually a little embarrassed to be too intimate with him, but now her attitude towards him has changed, and the fact that two people are husband and wife is already an established fact, so she relaxes a lot.

She rolled over onto the bed, rubbed his arm, and asked lazily, "What are you looking at?"

"Just flip it." He put away the book and patted her on the head, actually waiting for her to come and sleep together.

"Oh." Zhifei was already a little sleepy, lying on the bed, and hitting him with his arms, "If it's a novel, can you read a paragraph to me?"

She just said casually, her eyes closed.

Mo Chenyi grabbed her palm and said in a low voice: "Go to sleep. Otherwise, there is no guarantee that you will have time to sleep for a while."

He lay down holding her hand.

Zhifei is already asleep.

Mo Chenyi couldn't help but smile, raised the temperature of the air conditioner a little bit, covered her with a thin quilt, and then lay down.

Zhifei rubbed his chest reluctantly, turned over, and fell asleep completely.

The next day Zhifei’s work was still a bit heavy. In the future, there will continue to be fashion design exhibitions and the work of pulling customer orders, and I cannot relax at all.

Many designers may rely on these days for the work and income of a year.

Knowing the fault must also work hard.

As soon as she arrived at the scene, she immediately said: "Everyone pay attention to today's model, don't have any more problems. Look at all the clothes."

The secretary nodded immediately: "Ms. Jian, I specially let people look at the model today, I believe there will be no problems."

But before the words fell, a model clutched her belly: "I'm sorry, Ms. Jian, I am particularly uncomfortable today. I have been to the toilet many times. If I go on stage, I can't guarantee that there will be no mistake... Let's change someone."

This model looked pale and looked extremely uncomfortable.

The secretary immediately said: "Why are you doing this? This is your job. I told you that you have already agreed. If you don't go out temporarily now, what should you do?"

"I didn't think about what I had eaten in the morning, and I would have diarrhea..." The model's dishes looked so sad that even on stage, he might not perform well.

The secretary was so angry that he said to Zhifei, "Miss Jian, what should I do now?"

"Let's take a look right away, if there are any problems with other models and clothes." Zhifei said.

She guessed that Sheng Yurou also came to make trouble today, and might have eaten something bad for the model, causing the model to have diarrhea.

Fortunately, the secretary went to check it again. Except for this one, no other models had any problems for the time being.

Zhifei said: "Okay, let's arrange it like this, I will replace the position of the last model."

"Can it work?" The secretary was a little worried, after all, Zhifei hadn't really walked the show.

"I will try my best." Zhifei said.

The secretary looked at her up and down and saw that she was tall and slender. Although she was not as tall as the model, the proportion was better than that of the model. He smiled and said, "Miss Jian, you can definitely do it. I'll change your clothes for you."

Mo Chenyi was also on the side, slightly chins his head: "Knowing wrong, you should be good on stage."