I am super sweet when I get the certificate [Transmigration Book]

At the end of the video with Shen Zhuo, Shen Cifeng got up and went back to the room, and was about to lie down quietly, but found that something was wrong with the sleeping person.

With the help of the dim night light, he saw that Jiao Tan was sweating profusely, his two beautiful eyebrows were tightly knit, and a water mark slipped from the corner of his eyes. In the quiet bedroom, the sobbing sound of "woo woo woo" seemed extremely worrying.

Haven't recovered from the sadness yet?

Could it be related to meeting Zhou Minghui yesterday?Shen Cifeng's heart seemed to be pierced by thin embroidery needles. During the day, he saw that Jiao Tan didn't want to talk about this episode, so he didn't ask. Now that he thought about it, Zhou Minghui must have done something.

Shen Cifeng lowered his face, silently wiped off the cold sweat on his face with a tissue, and tucked in his quilt.When the back of Shen Cifeng's hand brushed Jiao Tan's chin inadvertently, the sleeping person unconsciously rubbed his face with his face coquettishly.

The warm and delicate cheeks slid softly over the slightly cool back of the hands, causing a tingle like an electric shock.What Shen Cifeng thought of was: in his dream, who was the person who comforted him?

Subconsciously wanted to take back his hand, but Shen Cifeng didn't expect that, the moment he tried to pull out his hand, Jiao Tang sniffled and let out a very soft whimper, like a kitten whose toy had been robbed, it was heartbreakingly aggrieved.The brows that had been gradually relaxed were frowned again, the corners of the slightly raised mouth kept turning down, and the moist lips were lightly pressed against Shen Cifeng's knuckles, as if begging.

Shen Cifeng froze.

"Be careful not to pretend to be real."

Shen Zhuo's words just now sounded in his head for no reason.

This is not good, very bad, Shen Cifeng lay down in an awkward position, staring at the ceiling, from the moment Jiao Tang threw himself into his arms, things began to get out of control.There is no doubt that if this continues, he will violate the original intention of obtaining the certificate, let alone "divorce on time".

The sun shone warmly on the quilt.

"Hmm..." Jiao Tang hugged the "big doll" in her dream comfortably, rubbed her cheeks reluctantly, and then slowly opened her eyes.The sandalwood aroma lingering in his nose was fresh and pleasant, and he saw clearly the true face of the "big doll". Right now, he not only hugged Shen Cifeng with both hands, but also nestled in Shen Cifeng's arms.

Before going to sleep, the two of them were obviously on one side, and the gap between them was wide enough to build a wall. Why did they hug each other when they woke up?

However, Jiao Tang knows it later, and can sleep until dawn without using "husband and wife exercises".So the trick to falling asleep is actually in Shen Cifeng?

When he was dreaming, he raised his eyes and met a pair of deep eyes, his heart trembled: "Did I wake you up?"

Shen Cifeng looked away from his neckline: "No."

The more silent that person was, the more guilty Jiao Tang felt. If Shen Cifeng knew that he wanted to "run away after sleeping", he might not want to divorce on the spot.

And Shen Cifeng's face doesn't seem very good-looking?Is it getting up?

Shen Cifeng was indeed very irritable, because he noticed Jiao Tan's small movements of moving away quietly.

After breakfast, Jiao Tang tried a few stitches of new embroidery, and received a message: Hello, Mr. Jiao, I am Wen Jiu.Sorry to bother you, I have a costume here and I will use it tomorrow. There is no master who is willing to help me change it. I wonder if it is convenient for you to spare a little time?

Jiao Tang, who was about to change his mood, readily agreed: Yes, when is the most convenient time to meet?

Wen Jiu: After half an hour?

It seemed that the other party was really in a hurry, Jiao Tang hurriedly changed his clothes, and arrived at the appointed cafe on time, when he saw Wen Jiu sitting on the second floor from a distance, he couldn't stop looking at the side of the road.Seeing him getting out of the car, Wen Jiu stood up with a "chuckle" and waved vigorously at him.

"This is the costume I want to change." As soon as Jiao Tang sat down, Wen Jiu took out the clothes mentioned on the phone and explained: "I tried to change a little myself, I hope you can help mend the skirt here A little pattern, of course, the price can be opened at will.”

Jiao Tang knew at a glance that this was a Cantonese opera plum fragrance dress embroidered by hand, similar to a Hanfu with peach red lining on a white background. The biggest flaw was the large area of ​​sequins on both sides of the front and skirt, like a moving fluorescent light.The reason why machine embroidery cannot replace hand embroidery at present is the limited choice of color transition and thread hardness, which will also be reflected in the expressiveness.

What this wind skirt needs is not embellishment, but to simplify and highlight the key points. Judging from the traces of the neckline being removed, Jiao Tang believes that Wen Jiu thinks the same way.

"Do you want to use bundle embroidery to cover the traces of sequin embroidery, so as to ease the color transition on the edge of machine embroidery?" Seeing him nodding vigorously, Jiao Tang boldly proposed: "If you are willing to trust me, I will take it home and change it." , someone will send it back to you this afternoon."

Seeing that Wen Jiu still hesitated, Jiao Tang thought for a while and added: "This is the phone number of the only costume factory in the city. The factory manager is a friend of my grandfather. I asked him before coming here. He happens to have a This is a photo of Mei Xiangzhuang's sample clothes." He showed the picture on the photo to the other party, "If you think I'm not satisfied with the changes, maybe you can borrow this one?"

In fact, changing this kind of costume is an overkill for Jiao Tong, and he only agreed to it because he wanted to try something he hadn't tried before.

Wen Jiu didn't expect that in such a short time, he had already thought about these things in advance, and said gratefully: "Then it's up to you."

Bringing the clothes home, Jiao Tang sat in front of the computer, quickly browsed through pictures of costumes, and his thoughts flooded in: Wen Jiu said that the character is a peasant girl who sells lychees, so it is not suitable to use gold and silver threads, which are too luxurious The decoration does not match the setting; but the stage must be colorful to be eye-catching.

The reform method was gradually pictured in his mind, and the moment before Jiao Tang turned off the screen, a familiar name attracted his attention:... Cantonese opera famous actress Yang Liu... the eldest grandson Shen Cifeng... a car accident... one person survived...

Eyelids twitched, Jiao Tang hesitated for a moment, clicked on the webpage, it turned out to be news from many years ago: Shen Cifeng was in a car accident on the way home when his grandparents were picking him up, the driver and the old man died on the spot, only Shen Cifeng was killed Grandpa protected him and narrowly escaped death.

That year when Shen Cifeng was five years old, Jiao Tang closed the webpage, remembering Qin Xueyi's attitude towards him at that time, he couldn't express his feelings.

In order to change the costumes before evening, Jiao Tang was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat. When he played a video to show Wen Jiu the finished product, he heard the other party's exclamation as expected: on both sides of the peach-colored double breasts, he used wool and sequins to hook. A few pink lotuses were produced, and the rest only kept the sequin embroidery on the hem of the skirt, simplifying the complexity.Compared with the original pattern, the changeable stitches of colored threads improve the rigidity of machine embroidery, making the overall pattern look flat, bright and lifelike.

Not only that, on the basis of referring to other costumes, Jiao Tang boldly replaced the white water sleeves with yellow and green collocations, so that when displayed on stage, Wen Jiu will be like a light flower butterfly, bright and lively, but not at the same time tacky.

"Thank you so much." Wen Jiu was very moved, Jiao Tang's remodeled costume was better than all the ready-made clothes he found in the city: "I must thank you well some other day,"

Going downstairs to hand over the costume to Wen Jiu's driver, after Jiao Tang went upstairs, he accidentally found the door open, and two uniformed workers were moving two large pieces of furniture inside.

Jiao Tang asked the cooking aunt who was helping in front of the door: "What is this?"

"Massage chair." The aunt said with a smile, "Mr. Shen and I mentioned something at noon, saying that Mr. Xiao Tang embroidered in front of the embroidery frame all day, and it was not good for his back. He immediately placed an order for this."

Jiao Tang was stunned: No way?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Shen looked like a workaholic with no emotions on the surface, and he doted on his partner so much in private. Auntie smiled: "It's installed, go and try it?"

Jiao Tang repeatedly waved his hands and refused: If it wasn't for him, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

As if at the right time, his cell phone rang, and it was a message from Shen Cifeng: Is the massage chair suitable?Not suitable for other models.

Jiao Tang: Really for me?

He doesn't know much about massage chairs, but it seems that the functions include massage, wormwood hot compress, full-body Thai stretching... and the soft and comfortable leather, which should not be too cheap.

The moment you lie on it, you will feel as if you are covered by soft white clouds from head to toe, and it will automatically play soft music that soothes your nerves, making you feel so comfortable that your whole body will melt away.

Jiao Tang did not forget to reply to the message: Thank you, little pig is more than heart.jpg

Shen Cifeng:?

Jiao Tang posted a selfie on the massage chair: very comfortable (piggy dancing)

"Boss?" In Lei Ze's conference room, the meeting had ended, but Shen Cifeng who had just stood up looked at the phone and sat down again in the main seat, frowning.

staff:?

In the mobile phone screen, Jiao Tang's collar was half loosened, revealing a little bit of red on his collarbone, his lips were slightly parted, and his eyes were blurred.

Shen Cifeng is facing an enemy: what does he mean?

The secretary and the assistant looked at each other, and the latter said cautiously, "Boss, is there anything you need to add?"

After nearly 5 minutes of silence, Shen Cifeng raised his head and glanced at the meeting room expressionlessly: "Are you still going back?"

Employees present: ...

On the other side, seeing that Shen Cifeng didn't reply, Jiao Tang thought he was busy, so he opened his own video account instead.Except for the two days when he was sent to the hot search, the playback volume of the embroidery video he recorded has been declining all the way, he doesn't care, even if one person stays because he likes embroidery, it is a profit for him.

As soon as the background was opened, his eyes were attracted by the prompt of "Comments (+10)", and Jiao Tang's eyes lit up: the comments were all from an ID named "Little Taozi". "Pretty, come on" was left under one video.

Looking at the other person's profile picture, it seems that he is also doing embroidery by himself, Jiao Tang couldn't help smiling, and carefully replied to each of his comments: Thank you, you also work hard.

Not long after, Shen Cifeng came home from get off work, and without taking off his coat, he went directly to Jiao Tang who was on the balcony, and asked, "What does the message mean?"

"What do you mean?" Jiao Tang was taken aback by his actions, saw him showing the photos on his phone, and asked in confusion, "The massage chair is very comfortable?" Is it difficult to understand?

Shen Cifeng: ... Oh.

Such a simple question, he actually thought about it all the way?

"This is?" To cover up his embarrassment, Shen Cifeng awkwardly raised his hand and pointed to the easel in front of Jiao Tang.

"I'm relaxing." Jiao Tang smiled. After busy work, he likes to draw a watercolor painting to adjust.Looking at the corner that was being painted, he said regretfully, "The painting here is not very smooth."

Shen Cifeng: "Can I try?"

Shen Cifeng can draw?Jiao Tang said pleasantly, "Of course."

He raised his hand, thinking that Shen Cifeng was going to take the brush, but unexpectedly, the man took his hand and said, "The tip of the pen is a little bit off..."

What Shen Cifeng was saying, Jiao Tang didn't hear anything, he just remembered the scent of pine wood that enveloped him, and the heat of the man's breath blowing through the tips of his hair.

"...What do you think?" Without hearing his answer, Shen Cifeng stopped writing and looked at the person beside him.

In the distance in front of the two of them, the sunset glow was colorful, like a layer of golden tulle covering the scorched and slender eyelashes; his eyes were black and clear, and when he was talking about the things he loved, his eyes would shine like a small sun.

"En." Jiao Tang lowered his eyes, not wanting him to notice his strangeness.

The corners of Jiao Tan's mouth were naturally upturned, and there were two shallow dimples on his cheeks. When he unconsciously pursed his lips, the two pink lips were moistened and glistened.

Shen Cifeng's Adam's apple slipped instinctively, and the fragrance of irises in his nose seemed so strong that it made people intoxicated.

Staring at Shen Cifeng's hand that let go of the pen, Jiao Tang blinked, and just raised his head when the man leaned over and kissed him.