my daughter

In the middle of the night, Xuanyou woke up from the cold.

In her sleep, she shrunk herself into a small ball, still feeling cold.After waking up, her whole body was very stiff. She stretched her legs and accidentally kicked something soft, followed by a small "hum".

Not long after Zhan Qianrui fell asleep, Xuanyou also fell asleep.

The air conditioner kept blowing cold wind. She got up and took the remote control to look at it. It was turned on at [-] degrees and the wind speed was the highest. No wonder she was cold without a quilt.

Xuanyou turned the wind speed to the lowest and adjusted the temperature to 26 degrees. When he was about to lie down, he caught a glimpse of Zhan Qianrui lying on his side, sleeping on his back, and the thin quilt had already been kicked aside.

She was worried that she would catch a cold, so she gently put the quilt on her, brushed her skin with her fingertips, and Zhan Qianrui was as warm as a small stove.Xuanyou purposely folded the thin quilt in half to only cover her stomach.

The lace curtains tactfully hang down on the ground, dragging out two wrinkled shadows.It was already bright outside, and the chirping of birds could be heard.

Xuanyou woke up in the natural light, turned his head, and looked around.

The lights were dim last night and I couldn't see clearly, but I took a closer look this morning, and Zhan Qianrui's room was indeed a mess.

A myriad of quirky gadgets to fill this sizable bedroom suite to the brim.Wardrobe, dressing table, display cabinet, desk, and bookshelf are all available, but coats, perfumes, dolls, picture albums, and various colored pens are still scattered all over the place.

The huge room is not convenient for people to get in if the route is not planned in advance.

Unfortunately, I almost got hit last night, but thanks to my good sense of balance, I didn't fall off.

Xuanyou laughed, and opened his palms a little embarrassedly, covering his pretty eyebrows.

Zhan Qianrui: "What are you laughing about here?"

Xuanyou put down his hands and saw Zhan Qianrui facing her, his eyes wide open.

Zhan Qianrui: "Scared to death!"

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a man lying next to him, covering his face with his hands, with the corners of his mouth curled up, thinking it was a pervert.

"It's nothing." Xuan You suppressed his expression, turned his back to her.

—What a shame!

At this time, a sketch book under the bed attracted her attention.Xuan You opened it casually, and a pencil-drawn person jumped out on the paper, which looked very familiar.

It's just a silhouette of a woman, with slender index fingers supporting a straight bridge of nose.On the extension of the fingertips, there are peach blossom eyes that are only slightly upward hooked.The lowered upper eyelids, dark eyes with streamers.

The person in the painting seems to be himself...

With such a guess, Xuanyou secretly turned a page back.

This time the scene was more familiar.The woman is wearing a dress, her long hair is loose, and she is sitting in the center of the picture. There is a light ball painted obliquely above, which is often seen in nightclubs.What seems to be copied is the photos they took when they went to Hengzhou on business and they played with Yinuo in a nightclub.

Xuan You's hand stopped, and indescribable emotions surged in his heart, he couldn't explain clearly, just like this, he was filled with a strange feeling in his chest.

"You..." She was rarely at a loss for words.

Zhan Qianrui glanced at her sideways: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xuanyou flipped forward quickly, and found that the first few pages were full of colored clothing design drawings, which were quite detailed.

She picked up the sketchbook in shock: "You drew these?!"

"Ah!" Zhan Qianrui took a look and snatched it away.

In the next second, she jumped up from the bed, and she held the sketchbook tightly in her arms: "How can you peek!"

peep?That's right...

Xuanyou narrowed his eyes slyly: "I not only peeked at your design drawing, but I also saw me in your drawing."

Zhan Qianrui's face flushed instantly.

Xuanyou also sat up, reached out and touched his cheek: "How much you like this face, you can paint it so beautifully and vividly. I even..."

Her mouth was suddenly covered by Zhan Qianrui, and she only spoke half of her words.

Zhan Qianrui stared and said loudly: "Don't be narcissistic! You can grow up like this because your parents have good genes. What does it have to do with you?"

Xuanyou blinked, the thick eyelashes formed a flat fan shape.

Zhan Qianrui's gaze sank into her eyes, and his hands gradually lost strength.

Xuan You said slowly: "Of course it has something to do with it."

Zhan Qianrui really wanted to slap him across the face, but Xuanyou looked serious, not dignified at all in his bones.For someone like her, she can be the biological daughter of her parents!

She turned around and sulked, with unhappiness written all over her back.

Xuanyou touched her shoulder lightly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have rummaged through your things without your consent. I apologize."

Then, she said sternly: "However, I don't regret that I flipped through it. Because your design drawings are very good, and the clothes must be beautiful when they are made into clothes. It is completely amazing to see such excellent drawings full of whimsy. It's beyond my expectation. I didn't expect, Ruirui, you are so talented!"

Zhan Qianrui's heart skipped a beat.Her sketchbook is hardly seen by anyone, not even her parents.

She has never studied fashion design systematically, but is only interested in it.Subconsciously, Zhan Qianrui felt that these were all drawn by himself, and no one would appreciate them.

Xuanyou gave her a very high praise.

"Really?" Zhan Qianrui asked uncertainly, "I just drew it casually."

Xuan You affirmed: "You draw quite well! Better than many designers who graduated from fashion design!"

She wasn't flattering, she was telling the truth.

The several works that Xuanyou saw not only had front and back views, but also showed side views and details. The proportions were very accurate, and they could be regarded as finished products.

Zhan Qianrui scratched her messy hair: "Thank you."

She was ashamed by Xuanyou's praise.

Xuanyou: "Do you want to make your designs into ready-to-wear?"

"Can you?" Zhan Qianrui's eyes lit up.

She had thought about it a long time ago, but she was embarrassed to do it specially, for fear of being laughed at by the uncles and aunts in the factory.

Xuanyou smiled, got out of bed and said: "Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face."

"Ah...?" Zhan Qianrui held the sketchbook and looked up in a daze.

Xuanyou was already wearing slippers: "Hurry up, I can't wait. You are ready, let's go directly to the factory."

Zhan Qianrui, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was very excited, and kept asking Xuanyou along the way: "Can these paintings I made really be ready-made clothes?"

Xuan You couldn't help laughing, and only after a few seconds did he seriously answer: "Of course, you drew it yourself, don't you know it yourself?"

"I've never tried it." Zhan Qianrui looked at the scenery outside the window.

There are fewer and fewer buildings, and the car is on the highway: "I studied business in college, not art design, and I didn't study it specifically. I drew it based on my imagination. The proportions are not necessarily correct. I guess the master who made the sample was very It is difficult to make samples according to the drawings."

Xuanyou tapped the steering wheel with his index finger: "If you really didn't study and just drew casually. Then, you are very talented in this line of work."

"Really, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Zhan Qianrui didn't quite believe what Xuanyou said.

Since she was a child, she was not a very good person.I never feel that I am better than others in any way.

Xuanyou said decisively: "I didn't lie to you, you have to believe in yourself!"

Zhan Qianrui sighed: "How can I believe it? I'm just an ordinary person. Even if I study hard, my grades are very ordinary. You graduated from Tsinghua University, Tsinghua...! With my grades, no two universities Dare to think about it, but I didn’t take the college entrance examination in the end. I finished the IELTS test in the second year of high school and went to London to study at the university where I entered the preparatory course.”

"I chose business administration as my major, one of the most popular subjects in China, and it's not technical or difficult. I worked hard in class and did my homework, and I failed several courses. I finally graduated." Talking about my own difficulties Zhan Qianrui was very sad about his school history.

"This only proves that you are not good at learning business knowledge, but it does not mean that you are not good at drawing design." Xuanyou said.

Everyone's talent is originally displayed in different aspects.Ino also has no advantage in cultural studies, but this does not prevent her from becoming a top Internet celebrity by virtue of her own beauty and aesthetics that are higher than ordinary people.

Xuanyou glanced at Zhan Qianrui from the corner of her eye. The expression on her face was a mixture of confusion and expectation.

"A genius is not a master of everything, but she has achieved the ultimate in what she is best at." Xuanyou said slowly.

With a "poof", Zhan Qianrui couldn't help laughing: "Genius, I'd better forget it. The word genius is too far away from me, and it's closer to people like you."

Xuan You smiled without saying a word, she was far from reaching the realm of a genius.Otherwise, there would not be that period of hard to say, helpless years of life.

Zhan Qianrui relaxed her body and leaned on the back of the chair: "When I applied to the university, I actually wanted to learn fashion design. But I heard that a portfolio is required, and I don't know what to submit. Besides, most of the other preparatory students I chose business, so I did too."

"I thought at the time that when my parents were old, the company would be handed over to me. It would be more useful for me to study business administration. Now it seems that it is really useless! But in three years, the company will give me It's broken." She sighed, shaking her head.

"Don't say that." Xuanyou wanted to comfort her: "You open the glove box."

Although Zhan Qianrui was a little puzzled, he took the initiative to do so.

When I opened it, there were actually a lot of colorful fruit candies inside.

"You pick one to eat." Xuanyou said with a smile.

Zhan Qianrui chose a lychee-flavored one, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth.The unique sweetness of lychee permeates the taste buds along the tip of the tongue.

"Can I only eat one? You are so stingy!" She wrapped her tongue in sugar and said vaguely.

Xuanyou's smile deepened: "You can eat as much as you want, as long as you don't have a toothache."

Zhan Qianrui picked another grape-flavored one: "I don't have toothache."

She tasted all the flavors inside, and then remembered Xuan You who was driving next to her: "Do you want to eat it, I will peel it for you."

"Okay." Xuanyou's voice couldn't help softening: "Which flavor do you think is the tastiest?"

Zhan Qianrui held her chin and thought about it carefully: "They are all delicious. But if I have to choose, I will choose lychee flavor."

She has a special preference for lychee flavored things.

"Then peel one for me, except for the lychee flavor." Xuanyou said naturally.

Zhan Qianrui couldn't figure it out and asked, "Why?"

Don't normal people always ask for the best flavor, and choose that one?

Or, Xuanyou doesn't believe his tongue?Zhan Qianrui is going to be unhappy...

The weather was clear, cloudless, and everything in sight was shrouded in sunlight.

Her tone and expression were filled with infinite tenderness: "Because you love lychee flavor the most, so in the end, you can eat one more."

The author has something to say: Zhan Qianrui: "Do you not believe my taste and aesthetics, or do you not believe my tongue?"

Xuanyou: "Tongue, I won't know until I try it."

Zhan Qianrui: "..." (Smelly. Rogue. Hooligan)