Mo Han stood diagonally behind Gu Xun, looking at the little girl with a smile as beautiful as a flower, his heart full of emotion.
At least we took a photo together...
Then everyone took photos in groups of three or four.
…
afternoon.
Gu Xun put on the dress designed for her by Yan Xiaoqian.
It was a white suspender dress with the hem reaching the calves, paired with a pair of white shallow-mouth high heels. Her long, slightly curly hair fell behind her, making her look like an immortal.
Gu Xun picked up his phone, checked the time, and opened WeChat.
What’s strange is that the last time Ye Muchen spoke to her today was four hours ago when he said “Happy Graduation” to her.
Normally, he would talk to her in less than two hours.
Is it because you are too busy at work?
It's possible.
Gu Xun didn't care, turned off his phone, picked up his bag and went out.
When he arrived at the living room, Gu Xun found that there was no one at home.
Are you all out?
Well...it's possible.
She came to the door.
Yan Xiaoqian was already waiting there.
She was wearing a cream-colored dress and driving a silver Panamera.
"Xiao Xun."
Yan Xiaoqian looked Gu Xun up and down.
"This skirt really suits you."
Gu Xun looked down and saw that the cut of the skirt fit her figure perfectly.
Gu Xun has a particularly thin waist and a very good waist-to-hip ratio, so most clothes made for ordinary people cannot perfectly show her advantages.
Either the bust and hips fit but the waist doesn't, or the waist fits but gets stuck at the hips...
Only tailor-made clothes
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