Shen Fanyin is a person who especially likes to prepare for the worst.

This is a disadvantage as well as an advantage, the advantage is that no matter how bad things are, she rarely feels caught off guard, and the disadvantage is ...... The chances of someone around you being injured by mistake are too great.

If it weren't for Jing Zeheng forging a pair of steel and iron bones in the mall, Shen Fanyin's words would have made him jump off the building.

But she was used to boiling poisonous chicken soup by herself, and the anti-toxicity was too strong, so that when she saw the black green under Jing Zeheng's eyes the next day, she asked suspiciously: "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Didn't sleep well? ”

Jing Zeheng drank coffee and said "um" in a muffled voice.

Shen Fanyin comforted him sincerely: "You are not young anymore, pay more attention to your body." ”

Jing Zeheng's hand holding the coffee cup couldn't help but tremble twice.

Shen Fanyin: "Look, your hands are shaking, will you go for a physical examination after the New Year?" ”

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Shen Xin came down from upstairs and happened to hear this conversation.

She came to the dining table, patted Jing Zeheng's shoulder sympathetically, and then glared at Shen Fanyin: "Can't stop your mouth when you eat?" In the new year, can you give a good idea of what 'silence is golden'? ”

Shen Fanyin: "......?" ”

What pot is hers?

She shrugged her shoulders and lowered her head to eat.

Shen Xin sat down at the table, drank milk and said to her, "Are you okay today?" I'll take you to buy a few clothes. ”

Shen Fanyin lowered her eyes, obeyed her mother's orders, and experienced the feeling of shutting up.

"If you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise."

“…… Don't go, work overtime. Shen Fanyin raised his head, "It's not that I don't want to experience, it's that you don't give me a chance." ”

"Aren't you on vacation?"

"Vacation and overtime are two different things." Shen Fanyin shoved the last bite of sandwich into his mouth and said to them, "You eat slowly, I'll go to work." ”

"Huh?" Shen Xin watched her walk away in wonder, and could only ask Jing Zeheng, "Ah Heng, is she really so busy?" ”

Jing Zeheng nodded and explained for her: "Yes, their newly rented store is in the business district of the Case Hotel, which is relatively large and will receive more guests, so she needs to make a batch of wedding dresses." ”

"That's ......"

Shen Xin frowned, looked back at Shen Fanyin's back, and there was a little more worry in his eyes.

In the studio, Shen Fanyin looked at the lapis lazuli again and was very satisfied with its appearance.

When she was done, she placed it on the bottom of the material shelf, flipped through a stack of drawings she had drawn before, and returned them to the table, picking and revising as she went.

She consciously did what she had to do, and now she is relaxed physically and mentally, and she is fully committed to the preparation of the bridal shop.

As for whether he is good or bad, good or evil, she is no longer willing to delve into it.

Memories were blurred on the left and right, and the starlight was dimmed.

Shen Fanyin's design drafts are in stock, and she has not made many wedding dresses in the past six months since the store opened, but there is a thick stack of design drafts. The previous store was small, and there was nowhere to put new ones, and there were few customers, so the cost had to be strictly controlled.

It's convenient now.

She had only revised the third design when there was a knock on the door.

She thought it was Uncle Wang who came to bring her fruit, so she casually responded: "Please come in." ”

It was Jing Zeheng who came in.

He took the book, stood by the door, and asked her, "Can I borrow a place?" ”

As he spoke, he pointed ahead: "There are guests coming, it's too noisy." ”

Shen Fanyin turned down the volume on the radio: "You are free." ”

"Thank you."

Jing Zeheng closed the door and took the book to sit down on the recliner where Shen Fanyin usually rested.

He opened the book, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at Shen Fanyin.

Today, the sun is good, sprinkled on her body through the white veil, as gentle as moonlight. She was wearing a linen dress, loose and comfortable, and her long thick hair was braided and hung down on her chest, making her slap face even smaller.

The slow flow of soft music on the radio rustled on the paper, adding a touch of quiet time to the conservatory, and the speed of time seemed to slow down.

She was so attentive that she didn't notice his gaze, and this indifference made his gaze bolder and bolder, and the book in her hand always fell on the first page.

Jing Zeheng didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up, Shen Fanyin was no longer at the table.

Without seeing her, he woke up in an instant and sat up.

The blanket on his body slipped off, and he saw that there was an extra blanket on his body at some point, and the book in his hand was also put aside.

He also saw Shen Fanyin's shadow.

She sat by the window, her slender fingers hooking a piece of lace, and in three or two strokes she twisted the slender lace ribbon into a rose.

Jing Zeheng's voice as she stood up alarmed her.

Shen Fanyin glanced at him and said, "The water is in the refrigerator." ”

After saying that, she continued to fiddle with the lace in her hand, still concentrating.

She didn't say that he didn't feel it yet, but when she said that, he was really thirsty.

He went to get a bottle of water, and after drinking a small half bottle, he also walked over to her.

Looking at her dexterous movements, he said, "What a skillful hand. ”

"If you do too much, you will be cooked." Shen Fanyin responded, put down the freshly made lace flowers, and then asked him, "You're not sleeping?" ”

"Hmm." Jing Zeheng nodded, "Do you want me to help?" ”

"I'm used to doing my own work." Shen Fanyin said and stood up, "I'm going to cut the cloth, the sound will be a little loud." ”

She had finished the design half an hour ago, and seeing that he was still asleep, she was very kind and did not cut the cloth, so as not to make too much noise to wake him up.

Jing Zeheng glanced at the time, it was noon.

"Will you cook it after you've eaten?"

Shen Fanyin stretched: "I'm not hungry, and my mother just sent me a message saying that there are some more guests, I think it's good for me to hide here." ”

Jing Zeheng looked at her and smiled: "Uncle Wang will bring us food later." ”

It is impossible for Uncle Wang to forget that there are two other people here, they just have to wait to eat.

"Then we'll talk about it later." Shen Fanyin went to the cloth frame and rummaged carefully.

Those white silks are all the same in Jing Zeheng's eyes, but they are completely different in Shen Fanyin's eyes.

After a while, her small hand rested on a piece of cloth, and before she could exert any force, there was an extra big hand on the cloth.

"I'll come." Jing Zeheng said, carrying the cloth she wanted.

It was very heavy, more than forty pounds.

He didn't feel anything when he held it, but there was a little more distress in his eyes when he looked at Shen Fanyin.

Such a heavy thing, she used to carry it by herself?

Looking at her delicate body, it was hard for him to imagine how she moved.

"Where?" He asked.

Shen Fanyin was a little dazed when he was robbed, and when he heard him ask, he hurriedly said, "Just put it on the table." ”

She neatly stepped aside, and waited for him to put it down before saying, "Brother, you go and rest, I'll come by myself." ”

Jing Zeheng stood there and didn't move: "I've slept enough, move around, tell me what you want." ”

Shen Fanyin's gaze unconsciously fell on his waist: "Then you be careful, don't be awkward to your waist." ”

Jing Zeheng: "...... My waist is fine. ”