"Okay, I think that's cool!" Ivy clapped her hands in agreement.

"Come on, in that case, I will definitely be invited out by the security guards, you must know that although the drinking party was held by Chu Yu, Charoline is his suspected fiancée after all."

"You...... This one seems to be used well. Ivy nodded, as if savoring the words.

Xia Yi????

That's the point!

She's speechless!

"Okay, I naturally have an idea, don't worry about it, I'm going to see how beautiful the suit you designed for me is."

Xia Yi no longer wants to exist on the same level as Ivy's brain and humans.

Although they are good friends, it can't get in the way, and she and Ivy have communication difficulties.

After all, being able to do this is enough to understand a lot of problems.

If you don't spare it, I guess Ivy would have been angry to death.

As he spoke, Xia Yi moved to the fitting mirror on the side.

Looking at myself inside, I couldn't help but praise in my heart.

This dress as a whole is a long skirt of milk tea color and gauze that has been very popular recently.

As for the design of the straight shoulder, the sleeve made a puff sleeve.

In fact, this is a very simple and very common design.

But the fabric she uses is very light, softer and lighter than ordinary yarn.

Xia Yi touched it with her heart, this skirt that looked thin actually used more than a dozen layers of fabric.

Layered on top of each other, quite willing.

On the right front of the skirt, there is a high fork, and the position is very high.

But because the skirt is light and cumbersome.

So when you walk, you don't expose your legs too much.

Moving, looming, as if in the clouds

"Where did you get this stuff from? I don't think I've ever seen it before, huh? ”

Xia Yike is the editor-in-chief of a well-known fashion magazine, which brand has a new product and can't wait to send it to them, asking for a rainbow fart.

Xia Yi has never seen this kind of good thing.

That's amazing.

Seeing Yi mention this, Ivy immediately had a triumphant smile.

As if it were written, beg me, I'll tell you.

But Xia Yi, who knew her as well as herself, interrupted the topic in time.

I looked at myself in the mirror and admired myself.

Ivy, who was suffocated and about to explode, blocked the mirror.

"Hey, why don't you keep asking."

"Ask what?" Xia Yi deliberately pretended to be stupid.

"Ask me where did you get this material?"

"What is this for?" Xia Yi blinked, still looking like I didn't care.

Ivy gasped, "I don't care if you want to know or not, you have to ask me now anyway!" ”

"Oh, that's right. All right. ”

Xia Yi is happy, Ivy has such a temper.

"Then tell me, where did this material come from?"

"Your attitude is wrong, how can anyone ask other people's questions so arrogantly."

"Then may I ask you, will you tell me? I beg you. ”

"Well, then I'll tell you reluctantly." Satisfied, Ivy laughed.

In fact, Xia Yi's tone didn't change just now, it was nothing more than a request for you.

That's enough to satisfy Ivy.

"This is a new product that I found developed by a fabric factory."

"Oh, and then?"

Ivy glanced at her, and Xia Yi realized that she had missed her language, "Please tell me." ”

"Then I saw it, I asked for their exclusive license, isn't it super beautiful, isn't it particularly !!"

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