After the registration procedures for the baker star assessment were completed, Lou Qingyu began to prepare for the content of the exam, although he was confident that he would pass this assessment, but the review that should be done was still needed.

On the way back to the shop, he "accidentally" bumped into someone under the excuse of the alley, and heard someone nervously saying something, a pair of burning black eyes stared at him and refused to move away, his voice was low and nervous, "Little boss, this is a big help, you won't help, right?"

In the end, I promised someone a big favor.

“？？？”

Xi Yue jumped up from the sofa violently, her apricot eyes were round, and she seemed to be a little unable to believe what she had just heard, Xiao Yu actually said that the owner of the hot pot restaurant next door asked her to do her a favor and be his dinner lady? !

Although Lou Qingyu explained that he was helping to investigate the authenticity of antiques, he always felt that the old man next door had bad intentions.

And his little feather has just become an adult, and he looks delicate and good-looking, not to mention for the time being, the little feather can do baking, write elegant calligraphy, and protect girls, and the owner of the hot pot restaurant next door...

Thinking of that person, Xi Yue's brows furrowed violently, no matter how she looked, she looked like an old man who was nearly 30 years old, she always looked fierce, although her facial features were very handsome, although her body and temperament were very good, from the perspective of some kind of male charm, she was even better than Xia Ziran.

But even so, his own little cabbage, absolutely, must not let the arch next door go, thinking of this, Xi Yue asked with a nervous expression, "Little Feather, you won't agree, right?"

Lou Qingyu nodded lightly, "Because I promised him before that I would do him a big favor." ”

I don't know what to think of, a pair of clear eyes like ink were dyed with a smile, that kind of smile was different from what Xi Yue usually saw, it seemed to be because of a certain man's emotions, and the ripples caused by him revealed a trace of inexplicable feelings.

Hemp eggs!

Xi Yue saw Xiao Yu's eyes, and realized that something was wrong, this TMD, there must be a situation between these two people!!

When did that old man arch his little cabbage?!

Xi Yue's face was angry, as if she was coming to catch a husband who had come to catch an adulterer, and anger came out of her chest as if she had been betrayed by his wife.

The girl's lemon essence expression provoked Xia Ziran a little, the handsome boy pinched the girl's chin, twisted it slightly, and successfully made the pair of apricot eyes reflect his own shadow, and his eyebrows hooked a thin smile, "Since it's help, what else do you say, why don't you hurry up and help choose a dress for tonight's banquet?"

When Xi Yue heard this, she was even more dissatisfied, and unceremoniously slapped away Zhuma's hand, "Xia Ziran, you didn't see it..."

But he was quickly interrupted, his palm pressed Xiao Qingmei's mouth slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, "I happen to be a little interested in antiques, and I also have an invitation to tonight's dinner, so we can go together." ”

Although Xi Yue was covered by the bamboo horse, she still tried to make her heart out, "When will I..."

"Stylist: I've made an appointment for three o'clock in the afternoon. Xia Ziran quickly pinched the tender flesh on both sides of Xiao Qingmei's cheeks, so that she couldn't continue to speak, Xiao Qingmei was pinched and pursed her mouth, and stared at Xia Ziran very dissatisfied, why did you want to help the old man next door?

Say, were you bought by his hot pot?!

Xia Ziran seemed to see through Xi Yue's thoughts, the handsome young man leaned closer, the distance between the two was slowly decreasing, and the smell of the young man was faintly smelled in his nose, refreshing and clean.

"Xiao Yue'er, don't worry. ”

The warm breath was unintentionally sprayed on the girl's white and tender cheeks, and the clear voice was slightly lowered, with a hint of doting "Xiao Yue'er", a burst of itchy feeling spread from her ears to her whole body, and Xi Yue's face was dyed a moving crimson.

"Listen to me, since Lou Qingyu has agreed, it means that she thinks she must do this matter, we can't stop it, even if we can stop it for a while, can we stop it for a lifetime?"

Xi Yue's expression seemed to move slightly, Xia Ziran's lips were slightly hooked, the tip of her nose smelled the fragrance of the girl's hair, and there was a trace of pleasure in her eyes, "If we go together, you can still guard by the side, and you can also guard against that old man." ”

Although they are both men, in order to spend one more night with their little Qingmei, Xia Ziran unceremoniously belittled the "old man" next door.

"Okay. ”

Xi Yue thought about it, and finally agreed, and the group of three set off to Shudao Street in the magic capital, which is the most famous fashion avenue in the magic capital, from the street to the end of the street in just 10 minutes, there are forty or fifty clothing design studios or modeling studios.

The wide streets are lined with camphor trees, their tall poles and lush foliage providing shade for the shops below, and the entrances to these shops are small and narrow, with the occasional one or two showcasing floor-to-ceiling window cabinets displaying design-filled haute couture clothing.

Xi Yue took Lou Qingyu to a small shop on the corner, the narrow door seemed to be a small shop, but in the next second, the door was pushed open, and the stairs appeared in front, and the three of them stepped on the second floor, but what they saw was a cheerful space.

On the bright and spacious second floor, a men's suit is placed on one wall, and a woman's luxurious and sophisticated gown is placed on the other, and next to it are three sofa chairs, and a middle-aged lady is sitting in one of the chairs, next to the stylist is repairing her curly hair.

"Is it Mr. Xia?"

Even though Xia Ziran was wearing a simple blue and white school uniform, but the noble temperament and the upbringing revealed between her words and deeds, the new front desk girl in the studio still recognized it at a glance, and said politely, "Stylist Jenny is coming down from the third floor, please wait a moment." ”

Xi Yue had already pulled Lou Qingyu to the open wardrobe with great interest, each women's dress is from the world's luxury brands, famous designer studios, each of which has a different style, luxurious and prosperous lace haute couture dress, simple and atmospheric black long skirt, hollow deep V-style white long skirt...

"Little Feather, which one do you like?" Xi Yue's first thought was not to choose for herself, but to help her friends choose, I have known each other for so long, I have never seen Lou Qingyu wearing a skirt, and my heart is full of curiosity and expectation.

Lou Qingyu on the side didn't answer, her eyes stared at those delicate and cumbersome long dresses, and she had some complicated emotions in her heart, and even a little resistant to this, since the accident at home, she had never worn such a beautiful skirt again.

Since she was sensible, she unconsciously threw away the aesthetics of those little girls, delicate and beautiful things, all of them were pressed by her in the bottom of her heart, and even had some disgust with it, beautiful means expensive, delicate means not durable.

"Little Feather, how about this dress?" Xi Yue picked out a simple beige long skirt from it, this skirt did not have too much decoration, the cut lines were simple and smooth, and the design of the waist strap was a little neat and handsome, obviously Xi Yue took into account Lou Qingyu's acceptance.

However, Lou Qingyu's gaze fell on other places, and after looking at it for a moment, he suddenly asked Xi Yue a question, "Xi Yue, the dinner is actually just a formal attire to attend, right?"

"yes..."

So what do you want to do?

Xi Yue followed Lou Qingyu's gaze and landed on the other wall, should the little feather be...