Su Yanyan pulled the album closer, drowning in the cold incense of his body.

Right Frost was dragged by him, and Su Weiyan whispered close to her ear, "If you are in a hurry, you have to wait for the sun to go down."

His warm breath fluttered like perfume, and the frost on his right side stiffened, tensing Yubai's neck.

Her hand in the picture book was light, and she looked at him with a blank eye.

Looking at his high nose bridge and deep eyebrows, the shadows are scattered, revealing the mysterious darkness of a man.

Right Fanshuang looked at his words, but did not refute it, the girl's eyes looked at him stunned, the extremely black eyes were bright and seductive, like a child, looking at his handsome face intently, his eyes were warm, and he fell into it gently, not kitsch, let alone seducing, it was simply a naïve fall.

But the feeling of losing his mind and falling for him, Su Weiyan could feel it clearly.

The little fool who never understood anything was guided by him little by little, knowing how to ask for it from him, and also knowing how to be plundered.

Her clear and clean eyes saw that Su Yanyan couldn't help but feel his blood boiling, he suppressed the impulse in his blood, and whispered, "Doesn't Shuangshuang answer me?"

Right Fanshuang suddenly turned her head, her lips brushed Su Weiyan's lips, but she suddenly stopped, as if she couldn't suppress her desire, touched his lips, but slowly and gently moved away a little, her eyes were facing each other, her eyes were innocent, the little fool's voice was sweet and light, and more importantly, there was a messy loss: "Okay..."

Su Yanyan gently hooked her lips, hugged her from behind, and asked her to read the album: "This is a series of the new brand, but this series is related to Frost, if Frost is unwilling, there will be no this series."

Right Frost was puzzled, and Su Yuyan opened the album and asked her to see the design drawings.

Right Fanshuang flipped through a few pages, and suddenly realized what kind of design it was.

Daddy's drawings.

Su said softly, "Last time, the box of diaries, Frost said that she allowed me to read it, and I found a picture album in it, which should be my father's, right?"

Right Frost was a little sluggish: "Yes..."

She looked at the familiar design drawings, the brushstrokes were Su Weiyan's, but the design was Youchunsheng's.

The design is very local, and it does not cater too much to foreign aesthetics.

For example, Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum will be used, some young people may feel earthy, but in fact, the color and painting are very beautiful, it is a design with the charm of the millennium of China and in line with modern habits.

Right Frost saw those redrawn drawings, as if time had traveled back to the first time he saw these drawings.

The one who died prematurely was the Chunsheng Textile Factory that did not open.

Daddy's dream.

The sun poured in through the old wooden window of the alley, and the father had a big belly, his chubby face was glowing with the sun, and his eyes revealed yearning: "This skirt will be worn on my daughter in the future."

Right Chunsheng smiled innocently: "We Frost will be very beautiful when we grow up wearing this."

And she was short and tilted her head, she could only see her father's big belly, and she pressed her little hand on her father's bulging belly: "Daddy, I want to see!"

Right Frost will be a little sad when I think about it.

If Li Yuejuan hadn't forced her father to drive back, maybe there wouldn't have been such an accident, she wouldn't have become an orphan, and her father would have been able to realize his dream.

Chunsheng Textile Factory may have become a brand now and is thriving.

Her nose was sour.

It's a pity that the money from the textile factory was taken away by Li Yuejuan, and my father died in an accident, and my father's factory never had a chance to open again.

Su Weiyan turned the pages of the book for her, and said softly: "I have been looking for local designers all along, so that J will not lose his Chinese aesthetics in order to cater to the world.

Su looked at the design drawings: "Although it was designed more than ten years ago, the concept and style will never go out of style, and there is no doubt that my father is a very outstanding designer."

Really understand the culture of your home country

The design is so local, so magnificent, the design drawings of Right Chunsheng will even mark the materials and stitches, Huaguo's unique fragrant cloud yarn, Zhuang brocade, tie-dyed cloth... And Suzhou embroidery and Hunan embroidery and other traditional Chinese embroidery schools, although local, but not vulgar, but gorgeous and dignified, complex craftsmanship, inheritance of thousands of years, compared to those foreign luxury goods that move hundreds of thousands but simple craftsmanship, this should be the real luxury.

Shuangshuang's father knows too much, and truly understanding design and Chinese culture is the designer he has been pursuing, and it is a height that young people who have just graduated from school are far from reaching.

He was desperate to find such a designer, but he didn't expect that it would be Frost's father who had this ability, and had an adventure in such a way.

Right Chunsheng's thoughts and designs are mature and charming, and he is the best designer who has grown up in the local area for a long time and cultivated with long-term cultural immersion.

This kind of soul resonance across time and artistic collision made Su Weiyan feel moved and sympathetic.

But Shuangshuang's father has been dead for a long time, and this kind of regret of meeting a confidant, but the confidant is no longer alive.

If Right Chunsheng is still alive, he will not only become a big tree of frost, but also a first-class designer.

Su said softly: "Dad is a very good designer, I think he must also want his works to be seen, but, everything is left to Frost Frost to decide, the copyright of these clothes will be all marked with Daddy's name, this series will also be named after Daddy, OAR only collects the principal of production and store transportation, Frost Frost signs the contract on behalf of Daddy, and every money is put into Frost's account."

Right Frost clenched the album.

Su Yanyan took the right Frost in his arms: "If Frost wants to put it away as my own memory, then I will not invade Frost's privacy, Dad's design will always belong to Frost."

Her eyes suddenly heated, and she couldn't control her sudden surge of emotions.

Right Frost choked: "I don't know..."

I always wanted to protect my father's original intention, so she took the house, but it didn't help, these designs were my father's original intention.

Everything came too suddenly, she knew better than anyone what it was like for her dream to die, but she didn't dare to make a decision for her father for a while.

It's not that you can't, but you have to be cautious, and you have to be cautious, and you have to be more careful than anything else.

Seeing her hesitating, Su Yuyan suddenly got up and turned a shelf around, on which was a cheongsam, cold as frosty light green, lifelike magnolia slanted in the high-grade alienated light green, and the glorious and gorgeous pearl buttons were as beautiful as dust.

Right Fanshuang looked at the cheongsam in disbelief.

Su looked at her gently: "This is the first pattern of the design drawing, if Frost can't make a decision for the time being, you can try to wear this skirt, feel Dad's design, and then decide whether to do it or not."

Tears glistened in the eyes of the right frost.

Su Weiyan spoke softly and asked her opinion, "Okay?"