Under the warm yellow light, Xu Jiaojiao is as beautiful as an exquisite porcelain doll.

Xie Zhi squatted on the ground and silently washed the girl's feet, never missing a day, and even gave her a foot massage with interest.

The girl slumped on the bed with her upper body, and said softly, "Honey, do you think I should design some autumn clothes and shoes? But I don't know how to make shoes."

"Oh, you can also wear it as an inner layer, but it's better to make a set. I feel like it's hard to match the pieces if I buy them separately."

"Well, how about getting some accessories?"

"Oh, forget it. I'd better not make too many. I feel like making accessories is too much trouble."

Xu Jiaojiao kept chattering on the side, but every time she looked down, she saw Xie Zhi responding to her eyes, so she continued talking with confidence.

The man took out a light yellow handkerchief and wiped the girl clean. He finally spoke: "Okay, whatever Jiaojiao said is fine. I can't help you with anything, but don't worry about the money, baby."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sent the girl to the bed. Xie Zhi poured some water and came back. He lay on the bed, but Xu Jiaojiao was lying on top of the man, even moving around dishonestly.

I got slapped on the buttocks, but it didn't hurt. I felt more ashamed, and said coquettishly, "What are you doing?"

Xie Zhi looked over with his narrow black eyes, with an inexplicable dark emotion in his eyes, and his voice became a little hoarse: "It's okay, go to sleep. If you don't sleep, I have a lot of things I want to do."

Then, he stretched out his hand dishonestly, but was slapped down by the girl. He quickly moved to the side, his eyes watery: "Brother, I will be very tired tomorrow, I will make it up to you on the weekend."

Xie Zhi turned off the bedside lamp. In the darkness, the corners of the man's lips curled up. He forcefully pulled the girl over and kissed her deeply. This was the necessary goodnight kiss every day.

When Xu Jiaojiao was kissed until she was in a daze, she remembered something and pushed Xie Zhi away with all her strength, making a "wuwu" sound.

The man was so strong that it was hard to resist. He suppressed all her struggles with one hand, frowned impatiently, and coaxed her softly while kissing her hard: "Be good, baby, give your husband another kiss. I haven't seen you for a long time, baby, I miss you so much, just touch you, quickly, nothing else."

Xie Zhi tried to comfort her casually, but was let go again. He didn't know what year it was. Xu Jiaojiao was taken advantage of by him until her skin was no longer her own.

The man lifted his hair up in a casual manner, his movements were unrestrained, and he could clearly feel the girl's warm touch on his skin: "What do you want to say?"

Xu Jiaojiao finally came back to her senses, blinked her eyes, and it took her a long time to remember what she wanted to say: "Xie Zhi, we don't know what happened to our wedding dress yet, let's go ask tomorrow and bring it home early."

"Okay, if it's okay, I'll go get it over the weekend. We'll have to get up early tomorrow."

Accompanied by the chirping of cicadas outside the house and the creaking sound of the fan, the girl fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware that the man next to her was staring at her in the darkness without blinking.

There was a deep, dark and terrifying possessiveness in his eyes. The girl was a little scared by the oppressive atmosphere in the air. She rolled around in the bed and finally rolled into Xie Zhi's arms.

Surrounded by that very safe embrace, I slept more soundly.

............

The girl got up early the next day. Since opening the store, she started a life of going back and forth between home and work. Yan Fenglian sometimes returned home and didn't see her daughter, which made her feel very sad.

At noon, Xu Jiaojiao was the only one who was not at home to eat. The house was unusually quiet, and even the laughter at the dinner table was gone.

The girl welcomed Lin Lin into her shop, and then went to the bridal shop. Lin Lin looked at the empty shop door, which seemed a bit messy. Did he trust herself like this?

But she just took a look and went on reading. The swing was swaying, the window was open, but the bed curtains were not drawn. The white and green curtains swayed in the wind, which looked particularly beautiful.

Xu Jiaojiao watched Boss Hu introducing the bridal shop to others. There were quite a few people in the shop, but they were all from the same family. It seemed as if the whole family had come to help look around. In this era, getting married was a top priority.

The girl sat aside by herself, watching Boss Hu say that he had finished his meal, but those people still thought it was too expensive, curled their lips and left.

The woman sighed, thinking that the wedding dress business was really difficult to do, and sat quietly next to Xu Jiaojiao.

"How's the store going? Can I take a look?"

"It's almost done. I want to ask about the progress of the wedding dress."

"It's changing the size. I'll take you to see it."

Xu Jiaojiao nodded, and Boss Hu locked the shop door and took the girl to the opposite street. There were few traffic lights now, so crossing the road was purely based on your eyes. Fortunately, there were very few cars now, and owning a bicycle made you considered rich.

"My aunt helped to modify it. You'll see her technique later. She's an experienced craftsman. But the shape you want is quite complicated, so it can only be sewn by hand."

The girl nodded. These were all agreed upon by them. She had never expected that she could have someone modify her work manually. After the price pressure in later generations, she knew too well the value of craftsmen. Maybe she could become an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage in the future.

Boss Hu took her into a small courtyard. The sun was shining brightly in the courtyard. An old lady was sitting on a cushion. Clean cloth was spread around her, and the wedding dress was placed on it. "Aunt."

"Hey, this comrade is."

"Aunt, the wedding dress you made is hers, come and check on the progress."

The old lady adjusted her glasses, looked kind, and said to Xu Jiaojiao with a smile: "Come and take a look, if it's not appropriate, just say it."

Xu Jiaojiao did not refuse. Wasn’t this her main purpose?

She squatted down, took the wedding dress, and touched the chest area of ​​the dress with her warm fingertips. The stitching was fine. She then looked at the style and gathered the sleeves as required, and also sewed the neckline.

She looked at it and nodded with satisfaction. Even craftsmen in later generations might not be able to match her. The girl's smile widened.

Boss Hu and the old lady were still a little nervous. After all, they had paid so much money. But when they saw Xu Jiaojiao's expression, they finally felt relieved.

Praise: "It's done just right, my machine can't do it."

"Right, my aunt has a great craftsmanship. I'm not afraid to tell you that she used to make clothes for the county lord's family. Many young ladies of landlords would come to her for help."

"Really? Looks like I really found a treasure."

Xu Jiaojiao nodded in cooperation, and after watching for a while she went back to the store. There were people everywhere, and she was afraid that more customers would come. When she was leaving, she insisted on leaving five dollars for the old man. She did a really good job.

She forcefully stuffed the money in, her face sank, but her beautiful face didn't show any intimidation at all: "Take it, this is my gift, if you do better, I will give you money."