I'm really immortal

Liu Yuewang bought a cucumber slicer today and is trying to cut the cucumbers into thin slices with great interest.

"Did you go to Golden Apple to buy clothes?" Liu Yuewang looked at An Nuan very strangely. Of course Liu Yuewang knew about that place, but as a university professor, she had not been there for many years. It was suitable for people living in poverty. Young people who have just entered the society to work hard buy some cheap things that can meet the basic needs of life.

Liu Yuewang's income is still very good. Neither she nor An Nuan need to go to the wholesale market to buy clothes.

"Are performance clothes still ceremonial clothes?" Liu Yuewang put down the cucumber and reached over to take a look.

"No, Liu Changan gave me the clothes." An Nuan would mention Liu Changan's name in front of Liu Yuewang, intentionally or unintentionally, so that she could gradually get used to the close relationship between her daughter and Liu Changan.

This is also the reason why Liu Yuewang knows some things about Liu Changan. Unlike the daughters of ordinary families who dare not mention or avoid mentioning their boyfriends at home, An Nuan will take the initiative to talk to Liu Yuewang about Liu Changan.

But in Liu Yuewang's eyes, Liu Changan was still the young boy dominated by hormones who wanted to take away his daughter's body.

An Nuan just wanted Liu Yuewang not to object, but she didn't want Liu Yuewang and Liu Changan to meet, probably... probably because she was afraid of a conflict between the two, An Nuan thought, yes, that's it.

"Oh, you are very attentive...Young people also know how to go to Golden Apple to buy clothes, and they know how to live a good life." Liu Yuewang nodded, "Is this the money he earns from moving bricks on the construction site, or the money he earns from selling dog meat? ?”

This is the information Huang Shan told Liu Yuewang.

An Nuan's cheeks were slightly red. Liu Changan was indeed too unconventional in many cases. Liu Yuewang's tone could not tell whether it was ridicule or praise.

"He did it himself." An Nuan couldn't help but feel proud, her eyebrows flying.

Liu Yuewang also laughed, "If he did this, I would eat it."

"He did it, but you can eat the plastic bag. I like the clothes so much that I won't eat them." An Nuan was not happy.

"Eat plastic bags, just eat plastic bags, let alone boys. Today's little girls are only one in a hundred who can make clothes. If they can make some clothes for dolls, they are considered clever." Liu Yuewang took the bag and twisted the clothes out.

Holding it in his hand, it feels heavy and weighty, soft and full of fall. The thin stitches, carefully woven buckles bloom like flowers, the perfect tailoring and waist-cinching details all make Liu Yuewang unable to put it down. .

Just like when you are shopping, you see many carefully designed and customized styles displayed in transparent windows as brand facades. Even if you feel that they are not suitable for you, you will still find them beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

"Nonsense, this is made by Weng Simei. This kind of handmade pattern and buckles are her style at first glance. Do you think you can buy this kind of fabric casually in the market? Look carefully at these designs and colors. It is something that Weng Simei designed herself, has a copyright patent, and is then made to order by the Vito manufacturer. Only when the clothes are made at her home will her designs, colors and fabrics be used, and they will only be provided to a very small number of customers who explain. ." Liu Yuewang also has excellent taste. A woman must have a cheongsam in her life regardless of the cost to show off her most beautiful figure. Liu Yuewang is no exception. Even if Professor Liu is not as rich as most successful people in society, Full, but it is easier to get in touch with the people and circles she wants to get in touch with. Liu Yuewang not only knows Wang Jiangzi, but also knows Weng Simei, because she is so beautiful and has an extremely perfect figure. For Weng Simei, who regards making clothes as an art. For a woman like Liu Yuewang, she is the most suitable presenter of her works.

"Liu Chang'an said he did it!" An Nuan was not arguing with Liu Yuewang, but just emphasized that he wanted to get the clothes back, "You can say what you like. I don't want you to eat plastic bags anymore. Give me your clothes back."

Liu Yuewang held it tightly in her hand. An Nuan felt sorry for her clothes and refused to snatch them from her, this self-righteous woman!

"You don't believe it? I'll just call Wang Jiangzi and ask. She won't be able to sell many of this style and color in a short time. She must have an impression." Liu Yuewang looked at his daughter proudly, "Look at me immediately exposing Liu Changan's hypocritical mask. He can deceive a little girl so well. It's a pity that he met a mother with such a keen eye like me..."

A piece of paper fell from the clothes.

An Nuan picked it up and saw this suit of clothes drawn on the paper. It was An Nuan wearing this suit of clothes. There were a few lines written on it: When I was flipping through the book, I saw a sentence, which started with a heartbeat and ended with a white head. An, companionship brings warmth, just like your name, so I chose this gorgeous color with some dark patterns from the old days. The design theme of the clothes is - white head, which is a bit old-fashioned, but your liveliness is enough to offset it. I am happy to see it.

Liu Yuewang looked at the painting and these words in surprise. Is this the painting and words of a high school student?

An Nuan took the clothes over and held them in her arms. A sweet blush appeared on her cheeks. Liu Changan...the words you wrote make people feel as if their hearts have been knotted by you and they can't be untied. .

Liu Yuewang looked at the painting and the words in disbelief, but still called Wang Jiangzi and asked her if she knew Liu Changan and if she had ever sold him a piece of fabric of such a color.

"Remember, it was raining that day, and I saw a wet boy entering the store in the rain. He happened to be the cousin of a distinguished customer, and he mixed a piece of material ordered by this distinguished customer, which was not the clothes I made here... ...He really made clothes for you?"

"Give it to my daughter." Liu Yuewang knew that he was about to eat the plastic bag and hung up the phone.

In fact, this painting and these words can explain a big problem. For a person with such painting skills and writing skills, even if he has a tailoring skill, it is just a genius.

It’s okay not to mention eating plastic bags.

Liu Yuewang coughed lightly, took the clothes from An Nuan's hand, gestured in front of himself, looked in the mirror, and said to An Nuan with some surprise: "You see, what I wear also suits me very well! It’s almost like it’s tailor-made.”

"Mom, be more reserved, don't be like this, you were yelling about eating plastic bags just now." An Nuan said angrily.

"I'll give it a try, give it a try!" Liu Yuewang pursed his lips, "It's so warm, and I don't want yours, so I'll give it a try!"

"This material is very elastic!" Liu Yuewang said without giving up, "Let's try it first, and I'll try it again later. If it really doesn't fit in, I promise not to damage it."

"Then Liu Changan and I go out to play, so don't call me one after another!" An Nuan thought for a while and decided to make some deal with her.

Liu Yuewang nodded with some difficulty. The point was of course that Liu Changan was so talented, which impressed people, but that was not the reason why he couldn't refuse the extremely beautiful cheongsam and definitely wanted to try it.

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