Mu Qingqing looked at him with half-squinted eyes, and she couldn't take her eyes off such Quan Zichen.

A cold and resolute face, a tightly knit brow, a high nose, and sharp obsidian-like eyes that radiated a cold light.

Looking at it, she was not sleepy.

"Mrs. Quan, it's time for you to get up." Quan Zichen said while arranging his suit.

Mu Qingqing smiled: "Got it, Mr. Quan." ”

"Did Linda tell you everything?"

"It's all explained, I'll go to the group to meet them later, and set off from the group to the International Exhibition Center together."

"Okay."

After getting dressed, Quan Zichen rang the call bell.

After a while, a servant came up from downstairs and knocked on the door.

Quan Zichen walked to the door, opened the door, took a set of clothes from the servant's hand, and closed the door again.

"This dress is made for you." Kwon Zichen brought the clothes to her pillow.

Mu Qingqing sat on the bed, put his hands flat on his stomach, and asked curiously, "Open it up and let me take a look." ”

Quan Zichen hooked the corners of his lips and opened the exquisite wooden gift box.

Mu Qingqing looked at it intently, she also wanted to see what kind of custom-made dress it was.

As soon as the box is opened, it exudes an elegant and charming aroma, like a rose scent mixed with some bergamot.

Packed layer by layer, fine and tight.

It is a pure black skirt with low-key diamonds at the cuffs, which is beautifully and gorgeously made, but the overall style is calm and low-key.

Quan Zichen took out the skirt, and it turned out that there was a shawl jacket of the same color underneath.

"The showroom won't be cold, but you should also pay attention to keeping warm." Quan Zichen said lightly.

"Black...... Am I going to be unable to handle it? Mu Qingqing was a little apprehensive. She had not yet attended any official occasions, especially of such an international nature.

"So unconfident?" Quan Zichen raised his eyebrows, "Get up and try." ”

"If you're pregnant, won't you be able to wear it?" Mu Qingqing looked at him apprehensively.

"......" Quan Zichen didn't speak, just looked at her like this.

"Okay, okay, try." Mu Qingqing lifted the quilt at this time.

"Slow down." Quan Zichen held her with one hand, and his eyes were full of worry.

Mu Qingqing grabbed his hand and accidentally scratched his suit out of the folds, and she raised her innocent big eyes like a helpless child.

"My clothes are wrinkled by me." Mu Qingqing pointed to his sleeve.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, and I won't let you lose."

Quan Zichen helped her up from the bed and bent down to put on her shoes.

When Mu Qingqing looked down at him, he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

A man in a fancy suit who bent over to put on her shoes, she knew he was sincere to her.

Walking up to the wide European-style carved floor-to-ceiling mirror, she rubbed her hair and looked at her face in distress.

"It's a mess." Mu Qingqing is talking about herself.

"I don't dislike you." Quan Zichen took the clothes and walked over to her, "I'll ask the hairstylist to make you a hairstyle later, just cooperate well." ”

"Oh." Mu Qingqing looked at him, "Don't you really dislike me?" You see, after I got pregnant, my complexion was not as good as before, and I seemed to be getting a little older. ”

"Cranky."

"I'm not cranky, look, am I getting old? I don't think you've changed at all, you're more handsome than you were five years ago. But I'm not young anymore......"

Quan Zichen was helpless: "If you are beautiful, I will not be able to catch up with you." ”

"Sweet words." Mu Qingqing smiled.

She thinks this man is the cutest when he still talks sweetly, and he is especially good at coaxing people.

"Try on clothes." Quan Zichen handed the black dress to her.

"This dress can only be worn once, and when the baby is born, it can't be worn." Mu Qingqing said, "It feels like a waste, it's still customized." ”

"Where do you get so much nonsense." Quan Zichen was also drunk.

It's just a piece of clothing, what is there to waste and not waste, does he have no money to buy a piece of clothing? What a stupid woman.

"......" was yelled at by him, and she glanced at him resentfully.

Since this time, he often helped her take a bath and get dressed, and she didn't have to care about Quan Zichen's absence when she changed her clothes now.

So, in front of him, she calmly took off her pajamas and put on a skirt.

The small black fragrance style is elegant and generous everywhere, of course, more mature and steady.

After Mu Qingqing put it on, she was amazed, this set of clothes was really beautiful.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at herself in the mirror, looking up and down.

"Not bad." Quan Zichen exclaimed, "My vision is still okay." ”

"Do you want to be embarrassed again?" Mu Qingqing snorted coldly.

"Do you like it?" Quan Zichen said.

"I like it, I like it." Mu Qingqing smiled, "Do you think I'm a few years older?" ”

"It's good, it's a good match for me." Quan Zichen said lightly.

Mu Qingqing really convinced him, he was really shameless.

However, Quan Zichen stood beside her, and when she looked in the mirror, she was really a good match, of course, her hair had to be properly combed.

Seeing it like this, Mu Qingqing grabbed his arm and pillowed his head on his shoulder.

Quan Zichen hooked her waist and hugged her tightly.

Quan Zichen hugged Mu Qingqing like this, and when the sun shone on the floor through the gaps in the curtains, he was still reluctant.

Mu Qingqing snapped his fingers: "Do you still want to go to the group?" ”

Quan Zichen kissed her on the forehead: "See you at the exhibition." ”

"Okay." Mu Qingqing nodded.

He let go of her and looked at her reluctantly, the dress matched her perfectly, and when he saw her at the fair, the hairstylist and makeup artist would clean up for her, which would definitely surprise him even more.

"Go quickly, don't make others wait." Mu Qingqing said to him.

"I'll call Wang Ma up to help you." Quan Zichen frowned, still not worried about her.

She was pregnant, how could he rest assured.

"It's okay, I'm not that delicate."

"In my eyes, of course, you are the most delicate." Quan Zichen retorted.

"Uh......" Mu Qingqing felt that this man's sweet words were really slippery.

He glanced at Mu Qingqing a few more times, and then finally went downstairs.

After eating a few bites of breakfast, Lao Cheng sent Quan Zichen to the group.

Not long after Quan Zichen left, the hairstylist and makeup artist arrived at the same time, and it turned out that there were more than two people, like two teams.

Mu Qingqing felt that Quan Zichen really attached great importance to this exhibition, but she didn't know if the necklace she designed could win the first prize.

But with Quan Zichen's self-confidence, I'm afraid it's not difficult, right?

Mu Qingqing smiled, will there be a lot of bonuses?