Chapter 50 Fu Linghe personally ties Zheng Zheng's hair!
Yun Zheng was feeling annoyed when there was a knock on the door. She had to stop choosing clothes and go to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Fu Linghe's handsome face appeared at the door.
"Is there anything wrong?" Yun Zheng's tone was cold, but she still had basic courtesy, at least she didn't give him a cold look.
In this world, no one except Yun Zheng can talk to Fu Linghe like this.
Fu Linghe was not angry, but instead a doting smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
He handed the bag to Yun Zheng and said, "Open the clothes I prepared for you and see if you like them."
Yun Zheng hesitated for a moment before raising her hand to take the bag.
She didn't have high expectations for the clothes he gave her. After all, there were so many clothes in the closet that she hadn't picked out a single one that satisfied her.
Could what Fu Linghe gave her really reach her heart all at once?
Yun Zheng didn't open the bag immediately. She took the bag and went back to the room.
She opened the bag and took out the clothes inside. The moment she saw the clothes, a hint of surprise flashed in Yun Zheng's eyes.
It was a moonlight-white cheongsam, the delicate silk fabric emitting a soft luster, and the collar and cuffs were embroidered with exquisite light blue irises. Every stitch was so delicate that you could almost smell the fragrance of the flowers.
It can be seen that the embroiderer's skills must be extremely exquisite, and it must be the work of a master embroiderer.
Yun Zheng was slightly stunned when she looked at the cheongsam. She liked cheongsam very much, but she had never mentioned this hobby to Fu Linghe.
How did he know?
"How is it? Do you like it?" Fu Linghe had been secretly observing Yun Zheng's expression. Seeing that she was reluctant to speak, he finally couldn't help but spoke first.
Yun Zheng nodded hurriedly, "I like it, thank you."
"Okay, stop being polite with me and go change into it and see if it fits you. If it doesn't, there's still time to change it now."
Although this cheongsam was custom-made by Fu Linghe according to Yun Zheng's size, he did not measure her personally for fear that it would not fit her properly.
So Fu Linghe specially asked the designer to wait downstairs so that he could make changes to Yun Zheng directly.
"Okay." Yun Zheng responded, turned around and walked into the cloakroom holding the cheongsam.
She unzipped her cheongsam, put it on, and then skillfully started zipping it up with her backhand.
When Yun Zheng opened the zipper just now, she felt it was very smooth, but when she tried to close it with her backhand, she couldn't do it no matter what.
She tried many times by herself but failed.
Yun Zheng couldn't help but frown slightly. She tried a few more times, but the zipper still didn't move. She didn't know if it was stuck in the material of the clothes.
Anyway, I’m in a state where I can’t pull it up or take it off, which is quite embarrassing!
Yun Zheng definitely couldn't solve this situation by herself, all she could do was ask for help from outside.
Yun Zheng took a deep breath and spoke with a hint of embarrassment, "Fu Linghe, are you still outside?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Linghe at the door immediately spoke up, "I'm here, what's wrong?"
"Can you come in and help me?" Yun Zheng's tone was filled with a hint of impatience.
When Fu Linghe heard the voice, his heart skipped a beat. He calmed himself down before responding, "Okay."
He walked quickly to the door of the cloakroom and knocked gently on it. "Zheng Zheng, can I come in?"
"Can."
After getting Yun Zheng's reply, Fu Linghetai slowly opened the door.
Yun Zheng was seen holding the zipper with her backhand, exposing a large area of her fair back. Her cheongsam hung loosely on her body, and she looked a little disheveled, yet also charming and naive.
Fu Linghe's eyes touched that piece of skin, and his face instantly turned red. His heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably. He turned his head away and stammered, "What...what happened?"
Yun Zheng leaned slightly to the side, trying not to look too embarrassed. She pointed at the zipper that wouldn't close and said helplessly, "I don't know what's going on. I just can't get it to close. I'm afraid if I use too much force, I'll tear the clothes. Can you help me?"
Fu Linghe swallowed, tried to calm himself down, and slowly approached Yun Zheng.
His hands trembled slightly as he stretched out his fingers to pinch the zipper pull ring and carefully pulled it up.
But the zipper was still stuck and showed no sign of sliding smoothly.
"The zipper is stuck in the material." Fu Linghe whispered, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Yun Zheng's ears slightly red from anxiety. "Don't worry, let me take another look."
As he spoke, he leaned over and carefully examined the zipper.
His breath gently brushed Yun Zheng's back. Yun Zheng felt uncomfortable all over and her face became redder and redder.
"Or, let's ask the designer downstairs to come up." Yun Zheng suggested in a low voice, with a hint of shyness in her voice.
Fu Linghe paused, then raised his eyes to look at Yun Zheng's profile, "No, I can fix it."
After saying that, he once again turned his attention to her clothes, working on them carefully and attentively.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the only sound in the entire cloakroom was the faint breathing of the two people.
Finally, after some efforts by Fu Linghe, the zipper was successfully closed.
Fu Linghe breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, took a few steps back, and said in an unnatural voice, "Okay."
Yun Zheng turned around, the blush still on her face, and said, "Thank you."
She looked at herself in the mirror. This cheongsam seemed to be tailor-made for her, outlining her figure perfectly.
Fu Linghe looked at Yun Zheng with eyes full of amazement, and praised her generously, "Very beautiful."
He suddenly remembered something and took out an exquisite box from his pocket. When he opened it, there was a white jade hairpin inside. The hairpin was crystal clear and white, emitting a soft luster.
"Yun Zheng, this hairpin goes perfectly with your cheongsam. Would you like to try it on?"
This white jade hairpin was also selected by Fu Linghe himself, and it matches Yun Zheng's cheongsam perfectly.
Yun Zheng was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Give it a try, but I don't know how to do it."
"It's okay, I'll help you." Fu Linghe took her hand, led her to sit in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb, and gently combed her long hair.
Fu Linghe's movements were very gentle, for fear of hurting her.
After combing her hair, he skillfully tied up Yun Zheng's hair, picked up the white jade hairpin, and slowly inserted it into the bun.
"Okay." Fu Linghe looked at Yun Zheng in the mirror and said softly.
Yun Zheng's hair was tied loosely behind her head, and the white jade hairpin embellished it perfectly, making her look more gentle and charming, like a classical beauty walking out of a painting.
It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it!
I can only say that the compatibility between cheongsam and white jade hairpin is 100%, and the compatibility between Yunzheng and cheongsam is 1000%!
She raised her hand and brushed Fu Linghe's bun, and said casually, "I didn't expect you could tie your hair."
"Well, I just learned a little bit on my phone, but I didn't expect it to be successful."
I just learned a little on my phone. Mr. Fu lied without blushing or beating his heart!
Although it was true that it was his first time to tie her hair, he had already practiced this action thousands of times in secret, so he was able to succeed in one go.
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