An Jingchen's coat lasted for a week, and when Qin Xiaoxian came back, he took him upstairs.

This is the first time Qin Xiaoxian has seen An Jingchen's second floor in so long, simple white, rows of clothes, neatly placed design drafts on the table, and chaise lonnies and hanging chairs by the window, which are not clean like the place where the designer in his print works.

He saw the black streamer coat on the model, and An Jingchen stepped forward to get it off the model and held it in front of him.

"Do it fit?"

"For me?"

"yes, I don't know other cross talk actors."

Amused by her innocent big eyes, Qin Xiaoxian took off the fan hanging on his waist, put on the coat directly, and looked at An Jingchen without moving after putting it on.

An Jingchen stepped forward with a smile to help him sort out the buttons, Qin Xiaoxian looked down at the coat, the fabric was very comfortable, and the buckles were different from the buttons of the coat he wore on stage, the length was right, and the size was also suitable.

"How do you know my size?"

An Jingchen raised her head and was quite proud.

"I can do it visually, isn't it?"

"It's pretty impressive."

Getting closer, as soon as Qin Xiaoxian lowered his head, he saw Xiao Xuan'er on An Jingchen's head, the jasmine fragrance on her body seemed to be hovering around his nose clip, and for a while, the sound of cavity agitation was a little violent.

"Alright."

Buttoning the button, An Jingchen took two steps back to carefully check whether the coat matched the person, and after a few seconds, nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, this is the most accurate I've ever seen."

An Jingchen clapped her hands and smiled brightly, Qin Xiaoxian felt that the smile was simply piercing the darkness and the sun was shining brightly.

"Thank you, I'll treasure it."

I couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the top of her head, looking at her smile and giving her a promise.

"Okay."

An Jingchen's mental condition has been much better recently, Yan Yixi obviously felt her changes when chatting with An Jingchen, she was relieved and curious at the same time, what kind of boy was the boy who let An Jingzhan out of the haze?

After doing psychotherapy, An Jingchen received a call from her aunt as soon as she returned to the store.

"Auntie."

An Jingchen shouted sweetly, and Song Please on the other end was silent for a while.

I heard Dr. Yan say that An An's condition has improved recently, but if he doesn't tell her, in case he goes to find An An, will An An be fine?

"An An."

Because this was not good news, Song Qing's voice was not so light when she spoke, An Jingchen suddenly felt the deliberation in her aunt's tone, and her smile slowly disappeared.

"Auntie."

She shouted cautiously, and her aunt had never spoken to her in that tone, unless......

"An An, Fang Yihe has returned to China."

My aunt said it very lightly, thinking that this would not scare her, and after finishing speaking, she didn't listen to An Jingchen's voice, only the sound of slightly heavier breathing, and she was a little worried.

"An An, An An, don't be afraid, it's okay, he will be locked up at home as soon as he comes back, the Fang family will take a good look at him, don't worry, don't worry, take a deep breath An An, take a deep breath, don't think too much, it'll be fine."

In response to Song Qing, An Jingchen's silence and the busy sound of a dud.

She patted her head in annoyance, regretted telling An Jingchen the news, and hurriedly began to book air tickets, and called Yin Yixi while collecting things.

Yin Yixi immediately put down what he was doing and rushed to the store when he received the call, and grabbed the fluoxetine on the table when he left.