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The two eyes collided suddenly.

Wen Ruoxian was stunned for a moment, looked at Cheng Suran with soft eyes, and quickly realized, showing a gentle smile: "Boss Jiang."

"Mr. Wen is back." Jiang Yu smiled back, but there was a wave of waves in his heart.

What I saw at the dinner table that day is still vivid in my memory.

"I don't know that Boss Jiang is here to play today. I should have come back earlier." Wen Ruoxian changed into her slippers and came over, exchanging pleasantries naturally, her eyes inadvertently fell on the hands holding Cheng Suran's shoulders.

With a smile on his face, Jiang Yu looked at her indiscriminately, and he was familiar with her warmth, "Boss Wen is too polite, I just came here to give Ranran some clothes."

The hands on the shoulders clasped tighter...

Cheng Suran froze in place, so embarrassed that he wished he could just disappear.

She regrets it.Just now, I only thought that it was just a few pieces of clothes, so I would just have a look at the door, but I didn't expect "private customization" to be very expensive, and there was such a big battle.If she knew it earlier, she shouldn't have agreed to Jiang Yu's coming up, but...she was really curious about these clothes.

etc--

Could it be that Jiang Yu did it on purpose?

The size of the trousers and skirt is neither too big nor too small, they are just right, they fit her figure perfectly, and they are specially given to her... What kind of expensive fabrics can't be kneaded or folded?She crumpled it just now when she tried it on, but it was not damaged.

The more Cheng Suran thought about it, the more something was wrong, but this was not the time to flirt, Ruoxian knew that she and Jiang Yu knew each other, but Jiang Yu didn't know that she had told Ruoxian, she had to introduce each other again.

"Oh, Ruoxian, let me introduce again formally. Jiang is always a friend I knew before, a big model, you should know her."

"Mr. Jiang, this is Ruoxian. You know her, so I won't introduce you. We have known each other for five years and we live together now."

She tried her best to maintain a generous and decent smile.

Jiang Yu was startled, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, she didn't expect that Ranran would introduce her like this in front of her girlfriends, she thought... she could only be a "partner" from beginning to end.

The empty corners of my heart were filled with comfort, filled with infinite warmth.

"They're all friends," she said.

Wen Ruoxian nodded lightly, "President Jiang will eat here tonight."

Jiang Yuzheng couldn't get what he wanted, but he glanced at Cheng Suran's face, and said politely: "No, I'm bothering you too much."

"Since we're all friends, there's nothing to disturb or disturb. It just so happens that there are fresh ingredients at home. Mr. Jiang doesn't mind that he can try my cooking." Wen Ruoxian glanced at Cheng Suran after saying this.

Cheng Suran was short-handed, looked at Ruoxian's opening, and naturally wouldn't demolish her, and said with a smile: "Yeah, don't be polite to us."

Jiang Yu smiled: "Okay then, the kindness is hard to turn down."

The three looked at each other and smiled.Wen Ruoxian patted Cheng Suran on the shoulder, and said softly: "Of course, you sit with Boss Jiang first, and I will cook." She turned and walked to the kitchen.

"Eh--"

Cheng Suran broke free from Jiang Yu's hand, chased after him a few steps, and hugged Wen Ruoxian's arm, "You've been busy all day, I'll cook the dinner."

"fine."

"I slept at home for most of the day, and it happened to be active."

"Tsk, pig."

"That `s a deal."

Her voice was very soft, the corners of her lips were raised sweetly, and she was shaking her arms as if she was acting like a baby.

"Okay," Wen Ruoxian smiled helplessly and dotingly, "Then you try on the clothes first, and I'll go and handle the ingredients, and then you'll be in charge."

"Row."

The two small pears are sweet.

Jiang Yu looked at them, clenched his hands holding the clothes into fists, the thin fabric was wrinkled, showing tiny creases, just like her mixed feelings at the moment.

After all, this place belongs to Ranran and Wen Ruoxian's home.

She is just a guest.

The softest part of her heart was stabbed, she suddenly took a deep breath, lowered her head silently, and carefully smoothed the crumpled clothes.

"Jiang Yu..."

Cheng Suran came back to her.

Jiang Yu raised his eyes as if nothing had happened, "Huh?"

"You just said that these clothes are designed according to my figure?" Cheng Suran stared at her with a serious expression.

"Correct."

"Can so many clothes be made in a few days? Although I don't understand the process of making clothes, I know common sense."

"..."

"It means that you have planned long ago, and you did it on purpose."

The serious questioning tone, word by word, hit Jiang Yu's heart heavily, and she thought of Cheng Suran's ease in front of Wen Ruoxian, which was completely different from now, her heart boiled with sourness, and her heart became more and more sad.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" She smiled wryly.

Cheng Suran nodded, with an expression of "I knew it".

Jiang Yu's eyes were gloomy, he took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I did it the year before last. At that time, I just started trying to make my own designs, and a lot of my inspiration came from you. I always feel that if you are here, I will definitely would like it."

"I just thought, let's try a few pieces first. I just remember your size and make them for my own collection. But I didn't expect...we will meet again."

After she finished speaking, she smiled, and the light came into her eyes again.

Then, as if he was afraid that Cheng Suran would be disgusted, he quickly turned the topic back to the clothes: "I'm worried that you have lost weight or gained weight over the years, and the original size is not suitable. I will bring it here for you to try on today. If it fits, I will try again. Redo it all."

Cheng Suran stared at her, his frown was slowly loosened, but his throat was blocked.

yes……

Why would you push her away if you hated her so much?

"Of course, try this one again." Jiang Yu smiled and raised the clothes in his hand.

The sleeve was crumpled by her just now, and there were a few obvious creases under the lamp. Cheng Suran saw it, stretched out his hand to stroke it, and wiped it unevenly. Finally, he completely believed her words.

"You can iron this at that time. It's best to use a hanging iron and iron it hanging up." Jiang Yu patiently explained.

Cheng Suran nodded silently, put on his clothes, went back to the room and changed into trousers and short skirts in turn, came out and stood in front of the full-length mirror, taking a good look at himself.

The hem of the short skirt was just halfway up her thighs, and through the light, one could vaguely see a faint scar on her leg, which was white and different from the natural color of the surrounding skin.

that scar...

Jiang Yu suddenly remembered the night in the deep mountains and old forests a few years ago.

She gritted her teeth.

"I like the design of this chain. It's pure color. Adding a little metal element won't make it too boring, and this kind of fine style won't look dirty..." Cheng Suran turned sideways to the mirror, very satisfied, and turned his head Looking up, he saw Jiang Yu staring at his legs.

She froze for a moment, then suddenly realized, she quickly turned her back, "I still like trousers and long skirts."

He hurried back to his room and changed back into his trousers.

Jiang Yu's complexion had returned to normal. He walked up to her, looked at her in the mirror, and explained in a warm voice: "The flared trousers visually elongate the calf. If the calf is long, the whole leg will be longer. It makes people look taller and straighter. And this pair of trousers It's a high waist, and you can wear it with a short vest or other short clothes. Your height is actually just right, neither tall nor short, and your proportions are normal, but because of your profession, you at least look imposing..."

Then, she roughly talked about the design ideas.

Cheng Suran tried one by one, and she explained one by one.

There is a "YR" letter logo on each piece of clothing, hidden in a hidden place, unique, there is no second one in the world.

No matter the style, style or fabric, they all stepped on Cheng Suran's preferences with great precision.

Except for skirts.

"Do you like it?" Jiang Yu pursed his lips and smiled.

Cheng Suran couldn't tell a lie, "Yes."

"It's all for you."

"Thank you."

Jiang Yu was silent for a while, and then said: "In the future, as long as I have inspiration, I will make clothes for you."

"Then you will become my exclusive tailor?"

"Is it not good?"

Cheng Suran was at a loss for words.

Fingertips slowly brushed the fabric of the clothes, soft and slippery, she had some expectation and longing in her heart - the thing she likes is the only one in the world, and money can't buy it, how can she not be tempted Woolen cloth?

"Yes," Cheng Suran nodded, "but you can't give it to me, I want to buy it with money."

Jiang Yu smiled, "Okay."

After trying on the clothes, Cheng Suran brought the hangers and hung them up according to Jiang Yu's instructions.Jiang Yu cleaned up the cardboard boxes on the floor, piled them up at the door like in his own home, and turned around to look around.

She wants to visit the whole house and see Cheng Suran's room.

But Ranran didn't intend to show her around.

Jiang Yu didn't mention the fun, went back to the sofa and sat down, sipping warm water slowly, took out her mobile phone, and wrote down the house number here in the memo.

[Ranran Address: Marina Bay Phase II, Building 1802, Floor [-], [-]. ]

"I'll cook, you sit with Ruoxian."

"it is good."

Cheng Suran went to the kitchen.

In the semi-open kitchen, two figures were swaying inside, and there were conversations and laughter...

Jiang Yu looked at them quietly, and squeezed the cup tightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but no matter how she sees Wen Ruoxian, she doesn't look like a normal girlfriend, with such eyes, such small movements... Whether it is between her and Tian Lin, or between her and Pei Chutong, it will never appear.

Wen Ruoxian's eyes looking at Ranran were gentle and soft, as if looking at a lover.

She will unconsciously avoid Ranran's intimate movements, as if she is enduring something, restrained and helpless, which is the opposite of her eyes.

Jiang Yu was upset and a little irritable.

After a while, Wen Ruoxian came out, Jiang Yu put away his expressions and thoughts, and looked at her with a smile.The two sat diagonally opposite each other, secretly looking at each other.

"Mr. Wen, did you introduce me to you before?"

"Well, she said you knew each other before."

"Yeah, we knew each other before, but we haven't had much contact in the past few years, and I didn't expect such a coincidence."

"The explanation is fate."

The two chatted for a while about work.

Wen Ruoxian spoke in a calm manner, very gentle and cautious, Jiang Yu carefully insinuated about her life, and didn't ask anything.

Related to the two of them, I only talked a little bit superficially.For example, how many years you have known each other, your work situation, etc.

An inexplicable tension spread between the two.

……

There are five dishes for dinner, two meat and three vegetables.

Cheng Suran, who never liked spicy food, put some chili peppers in some dishes. She remembered that Jiang Yu said that she liked spicy food since she was a child, but it was very painful to quit later, and she still ate some occasionally.

Jiang Yu never knew that Cheng Suran could cook, and this was the first time she tasted Cheng Suran's cooking skills.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, her desire to take pictures was about to move, but she still held back.This is not her home, but Ranran's and Wen Ruoxian's.

She is just a guest.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu felt sour in his heart, so he could only pretend to eat calmly.

There is a dish on the table that is stir-fried yam.

As she ate, she kept looking at the dish, and suddenly a thought flashed in her mind, she hesitated for a moment, and slowly stretched out her chopsticks towards it...

Cheng Suran and Wen Ruoxian sat side by side, Jiang Yu sat alone opposite, the three chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was harmonious.Cheng Suran's eyes seemed to glance over Jiang Yu, focusing on her chopsticks, wanting to see which dish she ate most frequently.

It seems to be yam.

"Boss Jiang, is my workmanship okay?" Cheng Suran couldn't help asking, and unconsciously clenched his hands under the table.

This was her first time cooking for Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu raised his eyes to stare at her, with the corners of his lips raised, and praised without hesitation: "I want to come here for dinner every day."

Cheng Suran blushed slightly, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was instantly filled with infinite satisfaction.

She praised her.

How can I be happier than making money...

bah bah.

……

After eating, Wen Ruoxian brought the washed fruit, and the three of them sat on the sofa, eating the fruit while resting.

After resting for about half an hour, Jiang Yu gradually felt a little hot and itchy. He couldn't help stretching out his hands to scratch. His fingertips touched the slightly hot bumps on his skin, and the more he scratched, the more itchy.

My head started to feel dizzy, and my stomach felt sick.

"Of course..." She frowned, clutching her stomach tightly with her palms, "Where is the toilet?"

"over there."

Cheng Suran pointed at her, and suddenly realized that her expression was wrong, she was startled, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling sick to your stomach?"

Jiang Yu didn't speak, and got up to go to the bathroom.

There was vomiting from inside.

"!!"

Cheng Suran and Wen Ruoxian looked at each other, stood up abruptly, and rushed to the toilet, "Jiang Yu—"

I saw Jiang Yu squatting by the toilet, curled up, vomiting upside down, his arms and neck were swollen and red like mosquito bites.

Cheng Suran was scared out of his wits, squatted down and hugged her, "What's going on? Why are there so many on you..."

A terrible thought flashed through my mind.

Food poisoning?

"What's wrong?" Wen Ruoxian followed, also startled by the scene before him.

Jiang Yu was panting with difficulty, her whole body was itchy and hot, in a daze, she grabbed Cheng Suran's hand, "Of course..."

"Hey, I'm here, I'm here, what's going on, it's not food poisoning..." Cheng Suran murmured, his mind went blank.

Wen Ruoxian frowned and said, "It shouldn't be food poisoning. There are so many red rashes, it might be an allergy..." She reached out and hooked Jiang Yu's shoulder, "Help her up quickly, and go to the hospital."

"Oh, good..." Cheng Suran panicked, nodded repeatedly, and tremblingly supported Jiang Yu to stand up.

Wen Ruoxian was calm and quick, took his bag and car keys, opened the door, and the two of them joined hands to help Jiang Yu into the elevator and down to the parking lot.

"I'm going to drive."

Wen Ruoxian let go, and most of Jiang Yu's body weight was on Cheng Suran's shoulders, as if she was limp and boneless. She panted, her lips moved slightly: "Yam...Of course, there's no need to go..."

In a panic, Cheng Suran heard "take medicine", anxious and afraid at the moment, his hands tightly wrapped around her waist, "No, I have to go to the hospital, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here...I'm here."

Allergies can also be fatal.

"It's me...allergic to yam...don't need to go to the hospital..." Jiang Yu struggled to say each word while enduring the nausea in his stomach.

Cheng Suran was stunned.

Yam...

Yams on the dinner table?

Isn't that Jiang Yu's favorite dish?She clearly saw that she ate most of the plate, why——

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Cheng Suran understood something.

"Are you allergic to yam?"

"Um……"

"Then you still eat so much? You ate most of the plate, don't you know that you are allergic? Did you do it on purpose?" Cheng Suran was furious, and his voice raised a few degrees.

unacceptable.

Knowing that I am allergic, I still eat so much, making a joke of my own life safety.

"I do not have……"

Jiang Yu leaned against her weakly, his eyes were red, and his voice was weak: "Because it's your cooking, I don't want to waste it... I don't know when the next time I eat it."

Cheng Suran's anger was instantly extinguished.