Unknowingly, when it came to the end of the year, Desti started to have a holiday a few days ago, and Ji Tong was not idle at home, helping Ji's mother clean up for two days. By the time of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I temporarily received a call from the manager, saying that the new wedding dress sent from abroad a while ago had arrived at the store a few days ago due to a week delay in transportation. Let Ji Tong take it apart and tidy it up when he has time, and take a few promotional photos by the way.

Xiao Xuan bet with her on the other end of the phone that Manager Zhang was absolutely deliberate, when would this wedding dress not be sorted out well, and it was necessary for people to rush over in Chinese New Year's Eve. He still remembered the hatred of the last time, and he had nothing to do.

As a result, Xiaoxuan still came out of the house to help, and there were a total of five sets of wedding dresses in this batch, all of which were the works of well-known designers. These clothes are usually either extremely simple or extremely complex. Ji Tong has a good figure, and every time he is called to try on the wedding dress for the first time, take promotional photos and upload them to the official Weibo.

Xiao Xuan acted as the bride's assistant to help her change her clothes, this time she changed into a retro-style off-white wedding dress, with many layers and complex structure, with many straps tied on the back, and it took a full ten minutes to put on a dress.

During this period, Xiaoxuan sighed with emotion: "Eh, help others try on wedding dresses all day long, when can I wear them by myself?" ”

Ji Tong pointed to the next room, "You can wear it if you want, you can pick so many clothes." ”

"That's not what I meant!" Xiao Xuan sighed helplessly, "I mean, it's really difficult to find a man who can make you happy to wear a wedding dress for him." ”

Ji Tong smiled and quipped: "Hate to marry?" ”

"I've become an older leftover girl, and I'm still doing happy things for people every day, can I not hate to get married?"

"Then find someone."

"How easy is that?" Xiao Xuan took two photos and made another gesture, "Turn around and take a picture of the back." ”

Ji Tong turned around, and the two continued to chat.

"Eh, anyway, I've thought about it, and if I haven't found a partner by the age of thirty-five, I'll find someone to marry."

Ji Tong frowned and snorted: "Don't say it so desperately, you can't think of something good for the New Year?" ”

"The New Year's Eve can only remind me that I am one year older." Xiao Xuan put down the camera casually, "This set is OK, I'll help you change it." ”

At that moment, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

"Who will come at such a time?" Xiao Xuan looked at Ji Tong inexplicably, "Wait a minute, I'll go downstairs and have a look." ”

**

Ji Tong looked at himself in the mirror, a gorgeous long gauze, and the design of the shoulder called the clavicle groove connected to the shoulder. She leaned over to the mirror to put on a lipstick and pursed her lips gently.

In fact, she has gained some weight recently, and this type of wedding dress is especially cinched at the waist, and she is now having some difficulty breathing. Just thinking about why Xiao Xuan hadn't come back, even footsteps sounded at the staircase behind him.

"Coming back?" Ji Tong turned around, and the whole person was stunned.

Hang Jiabai stood at the door, also looking unprepared. This was the first time he saw her in a wedding dress, and his heart skipped half a beat, he never dared to imagine it, and he was so surprised that he didn't expect it.

"Why are you here...... What about Xiaoxuan? ”

Hang Jiabai was speechless for a while, skipped a lot of content, and replied succinctly and clearly: "I'll take you home for dinner." ”

"Huh?!" She lifted her skirt and thought he was joking, "My family? ”

"Of course." He stepped forward with a smile, but his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at her, "Do you mind?" Go to your house for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. ”

Ji Tong joked: "How dare you, if I have to mind, my mother won't send me back to the furnace to rebuild?" ”

"No, I won't agree to send you back to the furnace to rebuild." He replied quite seriously, lowering his eyes and looking at her firmly.

Some boring jokes are nothing, but they always become extra funny because of Hang Jiabai's seriousness.

Ji Tong pursed his lips and smiled, and asked him where Xiaoxuan went.

"Your colleague said she had something to do, so she went back first."

"Something?" Ji Tong frowned, thinking to himself why that guy didn't say anything just now, and Hang Jiabai would be in trouble as soon as he came......

Anyway, whether it's true or not, Xiaoxuan is really gone, and she still has a bunch of messes for her.

Now Ji Tong has to look at each other with Hang Jiabai, in a dilemma.

Hang Jiabai saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, so he asked, "What's the matter, is the work over?" ”

In fact, there is still a set that I haven't tried, but Ji Tong didn't want Hang Jiabai to change her clothes, so she naturally nodded and said that it was over.

But after closing the round curtain, Ji Tong began to struggle. Reaching behind her back to open knots without seeing it is simply a difficult movement, she has never practiced yoga, and she does not have such good flexibility. One person tossed for ten minutes without progress, but Hang Jiabai noticed something and asked her again, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay......" As soon as Ji Tong's voice fell, he realized that it was almost dark if he continued to stalemate, so he had to sigh as if compromised, "Hang Jiabai, can you help me?" ”

He stood up and asked her in a deep voice through the high floor-to-ceiling curtains, "Yes, what do you need me to do?" ”

"Help me untie it, I can't reach ......"

Hang Jiabai was stunned for a moment and said "Okay", so the whole picture became a little weird.

In the small space, Hang Jiabai stood behind Ji Tong, carefully brushing away the hair scattered around her neck. The surgeon's hands are very skillful, but he is not very good at taking care of the girl's long hair, so Ji Tong has to help him brush his hair to the front.

He began to untie the drawstring of his wedding dress, and when his fingers accidentally touched the skin behind her, the temperature of his fingertips came, causing goosebumps everywhere he went.

Ji Tong began to feel uneasy, and even blushed, and his head could not help but recall some not very good pictures.

It's not the first time Hang Jiabai has helped her change her clothes. Once upon a time, when she was changing clothes, the zipper on the back of her dress was stuck, and she tossed for a long time before she ran to Hang Jiabai, who was reviewing her homework in the room, for help. His hand movements were very delicate, and he loosened the jammed zipper in three or two clicks. But that time, he also loosened a button by the way, so he didn't review it at all that night.

Although he took the exam the next day, he still took the first place.

The picture in this replayed in Ji Tong's mind over and over again, and the gentle movements behind him continued. His breath spilled across her neck, tickling her. She was always extremely sensitive to Hang Jiabai's touch, as if even if her head would forget him, her body would remember his feelings.

When Hang Jiabai finished unbuttoning the last button and helped Ji Tong pull her arm out of the wedding dress, there was only one underwear left on her upper body.

Ji Tong hugged the wedding dress to his chest a little awkwardly, turned his face slightly and said, "I can do the rest, thank you." ”

Hang Jiabai nodded, then opened the curtain and went out. Ji Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even began to wonder if he was as cranky as she was just now.

When he changed his clothes and went out, Hang Jiabai was calmly sitting on the sofa next to him flipping through the magazine, and raised his eyes to look at her lightly, "Do you need to clean up?" ”

"No ......" Ji Tong looked at the white yarn all over the ground embarrassedly, "I'll clean it up another day." ”

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the sky is getting late and the streets are empty. As soon as Ji Tong closed the door of the company, the backpack on his shoulder was changed. Hang Jiabai carried the bag in his left hand, and his right hand naturally held her hand.

Her body temperature was always cold, especially in the winter, and her fingertips were as cold as popsicles. In the past, she was not very peaceful, and she liked to sneak her hand into Hang Jiabai's clothes in winter, and then look at the way he curled up reflexively, and she always felt very naïve when she thought about it.

The corners of Ji Tong's mouth were always smiling, and he quietly looked sideways at the people on the side, and his mood was different from the day he went home alone on Christmas Eve. Hang Jiabai spotted her gaze and asked her what was wrong.

"It's fine." She shook her head, "Hang Jiabai, can you not tell my mother about the two of us?" She's such a screaming person, if she knew it, she would have informed the world overnight. ”

He was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "Okay, listen to you." ”

**

Ji's mother has already prepared a large table of dishes at home, and in the past few years, the mother and daughter have been celebrating the New Year together, and today there are finally new members, and Ji's mother is overjoyed all day.

As soon as he saw Hang Jiabai, he greeted him warmly, and by the way, he yelled at Ji Tong on the side: "You girl is really good, you still run to work overtime in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Xiao Hang is finally free!" ”

Ji Tong smiled humbly, and quietly poked the back of his hand when his mother entered the kitchen, "It's the New Year, you're still busy......"

Hang Jiabai also leaned over and explained softly: "I'm on duty, but it's much better than usual." ”

He smiled and looked at Ji Tong's face full of regret, turned his palm down, and held her hand, "I'll accompany you whenever I have time, okay?" ”

Ji Mu just came out with a spring roll, and Ji Tong withdrew his hand in fright, and the two instantly changed back to respecting each other.

After Ji Mu sat down again, she cared about Hang Jiabai's affairs: "Xiao Hang, don't you take a break every year for the New Year?" ”

"No, but I have ...... at home No one is in Shanghai anymore. Hangjia Baiguaner replied, "I'm fine alone, so I applied to be on duty." ”

Ji Mu sighed lightly: "Xiao Hang, come to our house for the New Year in the future, Xiaotong and I are your family." ”

"Thank you, Auntie." He smiled politely, and took the time to slant his gaze to look at Ji Tong, who was eating vegetables and pretending not to care.

The more serious she acts, the cuter she becomes in Hangjiabai's eyes. So he was smiling all night, not at all like the cool doctor he used to be.

Halfway through eating, Ji Mu went to the kitchen to serve the freshly steamed hairy crab to the table, and carefully selected the fattest one for Hang Jiabai. Ji Tong sometimes really feels that he is not biological, and his mother seems to only have the great Doctor Hang in her eyes, but she treats her daughter with a ruthless "You pick it yourself".

She didn't bother to pick and choose, frowned and grabbed a hairy crab casually, "hissed" again, and withdrew her hand so hot.

Hang Jiabai was calm, peeling the crab's hand bones were distinct, and her movements were clean and neat, so she couldn't help but make up for his dissecting a hairy crab on the operating table.

"Laughing at what?" He raised his eyes and looked at Ji's mother, who was back in the kitchen, and took the opportunity to put the hairy crab in his hand in front of her, "Eat it, it's not hot." ”

Ji Tong smiled comfortably.