what's under a boy's skirt

Wei Ran found out Qiulin's residence the night after meeting Qiulin by chance, but Feng Diduo forbade him to take any action and told him to wait.

This wait, more than half a month has passed.

"I said, when will I be able to find Qiulin?" Wei Ran sat on the sofa, looking at Feng Diduo who had tried on one skirt after another with disinterestedness, and the long overlapping legs were exchanged up and down again - he couldn't remember This is the first time.

Feng Diduo held the hem of the skirt, turned left and right to admire the skirt on her body, and replied casually: "When you don't think about it anymore, you can go to see him."

"I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I die." Wei Ran leaned against the back of the sofa, her head weakly thrown back.

"Hey, how could I have a worthless cousin like you?" Feng Diduo rolled her eyes fiercely, regardless of her appearance.

"Speaking of which..." Wei Ran sat up straight suddenly, "When I was checking Qiulin's residence, I saw that Qiulin posted information on the Internet about accepting oil paintings. I can buy his paintings without revealing my identity. Is it? He must be short of money now."

"I know that I have contacted him without revealing my identity. It seems that I have gained a bit of brains during this time." Feng Diduo first asked the salesperson to wrap up the dresses she tried on before, and then walked to Wei Ran to sit next to Wei Ran. Next, "Okay, how are you going to buy his paintings?"

"Qiu Lin's contact information is his WeChat account, so I bought a trumpet with complete information online to add him as a friend." Speaking, Wei Ran showed Feng Diduo the trumpet he bought, and it was exactly as he said , all the information is complete, and there is no way to tell that it is a temporary account.

Feng Diduo thought for a while, and felt that this would not affect the development of the main line, and it was right to be a copy task for the side line, so she only asked, "Make the price reasonable, and don't just think about giving him money." Then went to the next store to continue shopping up.

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This Saturday, Yu Han took over the job of arranging flowers for a party, and needed to take the shop assistants out, so there would be insufficient manpower in the shop, so An Yuxi took Qiu Lin and Hua Yunyi to the shop to help—of course, An Yuxi was sitting in the lounge reading a book and drinking tea, while all the outside work was handed over to Qiulin and Hua Yunyi.

Thanks to the rapid development of the Internet, even if "éphémère" is located in a remote place, many orders can be received online every day, so the only clerks who stay in the store, together with Qiu Lin and Hua Yunyi, are also very busy open hand.

As soon as Qiu Lin was able to catch his breath, he heard a notification sound from his mobile phone in his trouser pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a request from a WeChat friend who wanted to buy an oil painting he had drawn.

In fact, receiving jobs on the Internet was also inspired by "éphémère", but he didn't think that anyone would come to buy the paintings of a little-known painter like him, so he only posted the receiving picture information on the Internet and there was no Regardless, if it wasn't for this news, he would have almost forgotten about it.

After adding a friend, the other party quickly sent a request and asked about Qiu Lin's drawing cycle.

Qiu Lin saw that the request was simple, excluding the usual working hours and the temporary time of being dragged to help by the wayward landlord, and answered: "One month."

Half a minute later, the other party replied: "Then I will give you 30 yuan as a reward, and you will be paid 15 yuan as a deposit first, and then I will give you another 15 yuan after the completion."

If ordinary people were hit by this kind of stuffed pie that fell from the sky, they would jump for joy, but Qiu Lin just took a deep breath, so as not to shake his hands so that it would affect his typing—"Wei Ran, I don't need your sympathy." .” Then delete the other party’s friend.

Wei Ran on the other side of the screen couldn't help howling, "Why did Qiu Lin find out!"

Feng Diduo looked at the chat records and sneered, "What did I remind you about? 30. If he doesn't find out, he will be as stupid as you."

"What's wrong? 30, [-] a day, isn't it reasonable?" Wei Ran hasn't realized where the problem is.

"I said, Wei Ran, do you know that 30, a year's salary for a child who just graduated from university is far from that much." Feng Diduo pinched her upturned nose, looking quite helpless.

"Of course I know, but he is Qiu Lin, and I have already given what I think is the lowest reward." Wei Ran continued to argue.

Feng Diduo put her palm against his face, "Okay, from now on, I refuse to talk to you."

Compared with Wei Ran, Qiu Lin seemed much calmer, he just held back the tears before they flowed out, and went back to the shop to continue working.

At this time, Hua Yun was also struggling with a card, and while whispering the words, he wrote each word on the card.

"Jet'aimeraisjusqu'alamort, this French translation is 'I love you until death'." Qiu Lin stood behind Hua Yunyi, read out the message on the order, and then looked at Hua Yunyi's crooked seven on the card The characters were twisted, so I had to go to get a new card, bent over to hold the pen, and the beautiful cursive appeared on the paper.

"Wow, it's so beautifully written!" The clerk standing next to them couldn't help admiring after seeing it, and added: "Usually the card is written by the store manager. He said that the message on the card is entrusted with his heart, so we must Just treat it with care."

Hua Yun also threw his discarded cards into the trash can, and looked at Qiu Lin with more curiosity, "I didn't expect you to be able to speak French."

"Because I went to university in France." Qiu Lin narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a cute smile.

"Hey... you actually went to university in France. I can't tell." Hua Yunyi's tone sounded a little unbelievable.

"Is there anything you can't see?" Qiu Lin pouted.

"I just think that a young master like you who can't take care of himself can study abroad alone." Without giving Qiu Lin a chance to retort, Hua Yun also continued: "Speaking of it, 'éphémère' is also a French word, isn't it? Yu Han also learned French?" Remembering that when he saw the villa for rent, he deliberately looked up the meaning of this word.

The clerk shook his head, "No, the store manager majored in Spanish at university."

"Then why do you use French words for the store name?" Hua Yun also expressed doubts.

The clerk's tone turned low, "I don't know about that..."

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Yu Han finally finished the work of arranging the flowers before the party started, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Boss Yu, it's really hard work for you. The hostess of the party is also the hostess of the Qin family—Xiao Lan is in a good mood today, and she is always smiling when she sees everyone.

"Where, I want to thank Mrs. Qin for taking care of the business all the time." Yu Han is not being polite, the Qin family is a well-known super rich man, and being able to make a relationship is something that many people dream of.Xiao Lan appreciates Yu Han's flower art very much, so she often visits "éphémère" and recommends Yu Han to her friends, which brings Yu Han a lot of income.

Xiao Lan accepted his thanks with a smile, "Today my youngest son came back from his graduation from England, that's why I held this party. Before he came home from vacation and saw the flower basket you sent, he also praised it. How about Are you staying at the party too? Just let me introduce you. The child is young and always rebellious. I hope he can grow into a person with a gentle temperament like Boss Yu." Xiao Lan is telling the truth, like Yu Han There should be no one who can not be attracted by his gentleness after contacting him.

"Your son must be much better than me. It is my honor to know him." Yu Han humbly lowered his eyes and smiled, accepting Xiao Lan's invitation.After Xiao Lan went to greet other customers, she sent a message to An Yuxi, telling him that he could not go home to cook tonight, and by the way, please ask him to invite the clerk who returned to the store to have dinner.

After the party started, Yu Han saw tonight's protagonist - Qin Muyang from afar.On the temporary stage set up in his garden, he thanked all the guests for attending tonight's party, and announced that he would officially enter the Qin family.

It is said that all roads lead to Rome, but Qin Muyang was born in Rome.Looking at Qin Muyang, who was holding a goblet and coping with everyone with ease, Yu Han, who was standing in the corner, couldn't help but think so.

Halfway through the party, Yu Han was sitting and eating alone when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Yu Han turned his head and saw Qin Muyang standing behind him with a bright smile, "Hi, are you Yu Han?"

It would be a lie to say that he was not shocked. Yu Han never expected that the protagonist, who was supposed to be surrounded by the crowd, would suddenly appear in front of him and greet him specially, but his long-standing habits prevented him from revealing his emotions He calmly stood up and said with a smile, "Yes, hello, Young Master Qin."

He smiled, and Qin Muyang froze.

In fact, Yu Han's facial features are not outstanding, they can even be said to be ordinary, but he has a special temperament, and when he smiles, even Young Master Qin, who is used to seeing beauties, is amazed.

"Master Qin?" It was the first time someone stared at him like this, and Yu Han also felt embarrassed, so he couldn't help reminding him.

"Cough." Qin Muyang stopped talking and scratched the back of his head to hide his blushing face, "I'm sorry, I... I just wanted to tell you that I really like your flowers, they are very beautiful..."

"Thank you." Although Qin Muyang's behavior just now was a little rude, Yu Han didn't hate him.Most rich young masters have arrogance, but Yu Han didn't find such a bad habit in Qin Muyang's words and deeds. Instead, he felt that he was like a cute big dog.

If Qin Muyang knew that Yu Han's first impression of him was like this, he would definitely vomit blood from depression.

"You don't have to be so polite to me, I...I want to be friends with you." After finishing speaking, Qin Muyang felt that this seemed inappropriate, and asked again: "Can I...can I be friends with you?"

What he said made Yu Han dumbfounded. Does this young master Qin know the value of his net worth... How many people want to be friends with him, why is he short of friends?

Yu Han was right, Qin Muyang did not lack friends, so after the party, Qin Muyang hugged his mother excitedly, "Mom, thank you, I think, I have found my lover!"