When Qin Huan heard Zhou Tiantian's surprised voice, she subconsciously turned around and met Jiang Jingchu's playful eyes.
"What a coincidence, we can run into each other here."
Is it a coincidence?
Qin Huan twitched the corners of her lips.
Then Han Xian stood up and explained for him,
"Brother Jing is my friend. Let's go to Ueno together after this."
Zhou Tiantian secretly rolled her eyes at Han Xian, wondering what Han Xian was up to.
"Han Xian, come here for a moment. I have something to ask you."
After Zhou Tiantian finished speaking, she pulled Han Xian over, ignoring his grimacing, and walked out by grabbing the flesh on his arm.
Only after they were completely outside the VIP dressing room did Zhou Tiantian let go of Han Xian's hand.
Han Xian rubbed his arm and laughed.
"Zhou Tiantian, you want to murder your husband!"
Zhou Tiantian put her hands on her hips and snorted coldly.
"Tell me, why did you call Brother Jing here?"
Han Xian chuckled,
"Didn't I just say that we haven't gotten together in so long? I'm going to organize a party so we can all catch up and bond."
Zhou Tiantian said "tsk".
"Why are you trying to be so cunning in front of me? Do I need to explain more about the situation between Huan'er and Brother Jing? It's so embarrassing for Huan'er if you put them together!"
"Is it embarrassing?"
Han Xian scratched his head.
"I didn't see that. Besides, we're all adults. Who says we have to stop talking to each other forever after breaking up?
Qin Huan will also be developing in North City for a long time in the future. Managing her relationship with Brother Jing well will only benefit her in the future, right? "
Zhou Tiantian listened to Han Xian's analysis and felt that there did seem to be some truth to it.
A little worried, he glanced at Han Xian suspiciously.
"That's the only reason, nothing else?"
Han Xian smiled and moved closer to Zhou Tiantian, put his arms around her waist, pecked her pink lips, and coaxed her softly.
"That's it, nothing else."
…
In the huge VIP dressing room, after Zhou Tiantian and Han Xian left, only Qin Huan and Jiang Jingchu were left staring at each other.
There was a moment of silence in the air.
Qin Huan didn't want to stare at Jiang Jingchu awkwardly, so she lifted the hem of her bridesmaid dress.
"I'll go in and change out of my bridesmaid's dress first."
Jiang Jingchu said "hmm" lightly, watching Qin Huan's slender figure gradually disappear in the locker room.
The design of Qin Huan's bridesmaid dress is very unique. It has an invisible zipper on the back and layers of white gauze on it to form the shape of butterfly wings.
When she was putting it on just now, Zhou Tiantian helped her, so Qin Huan didn't think there was anything wrong.
Now she took it off herself, and when she was halfway through the zipper, she felt a little obstructed.
I glanced at the wall mirror behind me and found that the zipper had actually tucked a piece of white gauze into it.
Qin Huan frowned, put her hands down to rest for a while, and reached for her back again. As a result, the white gauze became more and more tangled, but she didn't dare to use too much force for fear of tearing the gauze. Zhou Tiantian became even more devastated.
After trying this several times, Qin Huan had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, but she still couldn't get rid of it.
I glanced at the fitting room and realized I had forgotten to bring my phone in again.
There was no choice but to bite the bullet and open the door of the fitting room a little.
"Jiang Jingchu?"
Jiang Jingchu was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing with his mobile phone. When he heard Qin Huan's cat-like voice, he looked over lazily.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Huan pulled the corners of her lips awkwardly.
"My skirt zipper is stuck and I can't get it open. Could you please call Tiantian for me? Or any female staff member would be fine."
Jiang Jingchu raised his eyebrows, stood up, patted the crease on his trouser legs, and walked to the fitting room.
"Oh. If you need my help, it's Jiang Jingchu. If not, it's Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang..."
Jiang Jingchu leaned one hand on the door frame of the fitting room, his head slightly lowered, and glanced at Qin Huan with a half-smile in his eyes.
Qin Huan bit her lower lip. As expected, Jiang Jingchu's revenge might be late, but it would come anyway.
He had told her not to call him Mr. Jiang on WeChat before, but she didn't reply to his message. Who could have thought that she would fall into his hands so soon?
Qin Huan took a deep breath and decided that a man who knows the current situation is a hero.
"Okay, if you don't like me calling you Mr. Jiang, I won't call you that anymore. Could you please help me now?"
Jiang Jingchu got the desired result, but he was still not satisfied, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.
"Then next time you see my message, can you reply promptly?"
Qin Huan gritted her teeth secretly.
"I'll try my best."
Jiang Jingchu was finally satisfied. He turned around and looked around the dressing room, but did not find any living female creature.
The end of his eyebrows raised with interest, he turned around again, opened the door of the fitting room and squeezed in quickly.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
Qin Huan didn't expect Jiang Jingchu to suddenly squeeze in. She was inexplicably half-pushed and half-hugged in by a tall figure. When she reacted, the door of the fitting room had been closed again by Jiang Jingchu.
Although the fitting room was spacious, Jiang Jingchu, a tall man of over 1.8 meters, felt cramped the moment he stood inside.
Qin Huan's cheeks flushed, her eyes widened, and she instinctively pressed her back against the wall, clutching her loose collar with both hands.
"Jiang Jingchu, who let you in?"
Jiang Jingchu lowered his eyes, with an innocent look on his face.
"Didn't you ask me to help you?"
"I asked you to help me find someone!"
Jiang Jingchu said "Oh",
"It's all the same. It's just the zipper that's stuck. It's not like I can't undo it."
Qin Huan rolled her eyes helplessly. If she had known that she would let a wolf into the house, she would rather wait in the fitting room than ask Jiang Jingchu for help.
At this moment, she regretted her decision and wanted to push Jiang Jingchu out of the fitting room, but she couldn't loosen the collar easily.
Jiang Jingchu silently watched Qin Huan sulking, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he let out two low, hoarse laughs.
"Do you want my help or not? Han Xian and Zhou Tiantian will come in later. I can't explain the whole thing of us being locked up alone in the fitting room even if I have a mouth full of it."
When Qin Huan heard what Jiang Jingchu said, she had nothing to worry about. She closed her eyes and reluctantly turned her beautiful back to face Jiang Jingchu.
"Hurry up!"
Jiang Jingchu's smile remained on his face, but when his eyes fell on Qin Huan's smooth and white back, his heart couldn't help but beat a few times, and he couldn't help but feel a heat somewhere in his lower abdomen.
"How did you get into this state? This is a bit troublesome."
Qin Huan bit her lower lip.
"Nonsense, if I want to do it well, I will ask you for help."
Jiang Jingchu lowered his head and moved his fingers back and forth where the zipper was entangled.
His fingers were icy cold, and when they touched Qin Huan's skin, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a thin layer of goosebumps appeared all over her body.
Jiang Jingchu noticed it with his sharp eyes and said jokingly,
"Why are you so sensitive? Relax a little."
Qin Huan's face instantly turned red to the roots behind her ears. She glared at Jiang Jingchu through the mirror in front of her.
"Can you hurry up?"
Jiang Jingchu's voice was hoarse.
"I want it to be quick too. Can this be quick just because you want it to be quick?"
This statement was too ambiguous, and Qin Huan felt that Jiang Jingchu was taking advantage of her.
Just when she couldn't think of any words to retort him, Jiang Jingchu suddenly froze, pulled her into his arms, covered her lips with his big hands, and leaned down to her ear and whispered "hush".
"Don't move, there's someone there."
Jiang Jingchu deliberately lowered his voice, and his breath sprayed on Qin Huan's earlobe, making her feel itchy and numb.
When Qin Huan heard that someone was coming, she was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe.
Sure enough, I heard a rustling sound coming from outside.
It was probably a staff member who came in to clean up, walking back and forth in the dressing room in thin high heels.
Qin Huan's heart was beating fast with the sound of her footsteps.
Fearing that she would suddenly come to the fitting room to check, Qin Huan subconsciously shrank back into Jiang Jingchu's arms.
When she touched Jiang Jingchu's hard and warm chest, she remembered that her back was still mostly exposed, and her face turned even redder.
She took a small step forward reflexively, but Jiang Jingchu behind her forcefully hugged her back.
Qin Huan turned around and glared at him. He looked at her with his eyes lowered, a playful smile on his lips, and a face full of scoundrelliness.
Qin Huan was both embarrassed and annoyed, and she hit his waist with her elbow. Jiang Jingchu dodged it easily, and Qin Huan missed, and her elbow hit the wall with a dull "bang", making quite a noise.
The staff outside noticed that high heels were coming towards the fitting room with a clattering sound.
Qin Huan's heart instantly rose to her throat.
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