The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

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When Shen Haotian sent Shen Qinghuan upstairs for the second time, he said: "Huanhuan. Remember what Dad said, no matter what happens, every girl should learn to be reserved."

Shen Qinghuan could only nod silently.

Shen Qinghuan who returned to the room was in a mess.

Just ignore yourself and ignore yourself.

Since ancient times, the person who is tempted first is doomed to be the loser.

Shen Qinghuan lifted the quilt, and the remaining warmth from just now was still there, she retracted her little head, and after a while, she couldn't help but pop her head out again, and took a deep breath.

Zhou Zihan sent a lot of messages when he went downstairs to observe Shen Haotian's movements.

[You can buy him perfume. 】

Perfume?
Lu Ziheng seems to be different from those sweaty teenagers who secrete excessive hormones in adolescence, his body seems to be born with a touch of mint.

This one is negated.

[Why don't you just try on the clothes? 】

Clothes?
Lu Ziheng's appearance in private clothes appeared again in Shen Qinghuan's mind, he was like a walking clothes rack, or maybe a tall and thin boy could hold his aura.

This seems to be possible!

Tomorrow, my father and mother will take me to find Uncle Qin. She can take this opportunity to make a new set of clothes for Lu Ziheng.

Moreover, the value of clothes is relatively high, unlike perfumes that evaporate and only empty bottles are left.

However, Shen Qinghuan felt that the gift had to be made by hand to show his heart, and it would not be able to be manifested after all under the guise of Uncle Qin's hands.

Shen Qinghuan had messy long hair, she was not a professional designer after all, and she didn't dare to light up a bright light in the dark to attract Shen Haotian's attention.

Fortunately, the mobile phone has a flashlight function.

Shen Qinghuan found a pen and paper, and shrank back under the blanket.

As the night passed, the weather in the imperial capital got better again.

Yan Ruyu knocked on Shen Qinghuan's door, "Huanhuan? Are you awake?"

"Hmm." Shen Qinghuan bit her pencil, drawing sketches all night, her arms were sore and swollen, "I'm awake."

Shen Qinghuan hid the blueprint in the pocket of her pajamas, she didn't dare to let Yan Ruyu wait outside, otherwise Yan Ruyu's character would definitely arouse suspicion.

"Come and eat after getting dressed." Yan Ruyu's voice sounded from the door frame again: "Father cooked egg soup for us today, as well as steamed buns."

"Okay, okay." Shen Qinghuan nodded in agreement while putting on her clothes.

In the mirror, her hair was messed up like a Sadako. Shen Qinghuan found a comb. Due to time constraints, she didn't have time to plug in the electricity and wait for it to warm up to fix her hairstyle. When she encountered a knot, she brushed it out abruptly.

Shen Qinghuan finished packing as quickly as possible. Fortunately, some time ago, she bought a concealer that was evaluated online to cover up the fact that she hadn't slept all night.

Shen Haotian actually didn't sleep well all night.

He yawned forcefully, hesitating whether he should tell his daughter-in-law that Huanhuan had a problem with liking boys.

All three of them ate this breakfast tacitly.

"Let's go."

Today, Wang Dalei was given a holiday by Shen Haotian, and Shen Haotian still drove the car.

Shen Qinghuan quietly took out her crumpled blueprint, and she was only one step away. She even imagined that Lu Ziheng must look good in the clothes she designed.

Because Shen Haotian was restless, he almost rubbed against someone's car at the corner.

"Dad. Are you okay?" Shen Qinghuan's sudden concern made Shen Haotian a little flattered: "No. Dad is fine."

"Don't pay attention to the road while driving." Yan Ruyu was not as gentle as Shen Qinghuan, she blamed Shen Haotian: "Can Huanhuan and I still live to Qin Junyi's place?"

Shen Haotian doesn't have a glass heart. For so many years as an old couple, there are sweet words and stumbling blocks. A long-term marriage requires mutual tolerance and trust.

It was already noon when the car arrived in Daxing.

Qin Junyi's personal studio is a little low-key compared to his own fame.

Shen Haotian and Qin Junyi used to be good brothers in the university dormitory, so they basically picked up their clothes from here.

"Haotian." After Qin Junyi stepped forward and gave Shen Haotian a big hug, he said to Yan Ruyu and Shen Qinghuan: "Sister-in-law and Huanhuan are also here?"

"Hello, Uncle Qin." Shen Qinghuan bent down and bowed politely.

Both Shen Haotian and Yan Ruyu were very satisfied with Shen Qinghuan's active and polite appearance now. Qin Junyi knew the family status of his good brother, so he patted Shen Haotian's arm: "This time, what style are you going to do?"

"Huanhuan will start school soon." Shen Haotian smiled knowingly at Qin Junyi, "I want to take her to make a few college-style sets, those old antiques in A, who only wear red and white, and put clothes inside when the weather is cold. Kids dressed like quail!"

Shen Qinghuan couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard the word "quail".

In the past, Qin Junyi saw that Shen Qinghuan always brought another little girl to make clothes. To be honest, there were many times when he saw that little girl pointing fingers at Shen Qinghuan, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He had mentioned it to Shen Haotian a few times, but Shen Haotian's pet girl, the crazy demon, didn't take it seriously.

Qin Junyi had seen countless times that his friends secretly felt sad because of the unhappiness in the relationship between father and daughter. Now it seems that Shen Haotian and Shen Qinghuan can live in harmony, which is really a blessing in disguise.

"Does Huanhuan have any ideas of his own?" Qin Junyi asked Shen Qinghuan gently, "Is there a favorite color or style for the clothes you wear? Tell Uncle Qin about it?"

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyes to look at his parents, and Qin Junyi's eyes fell into the look of hesitating to speak.

"If Huanhuan feels embarrassed, she can tell uncle alone."

Shen Qinghuan had exactly this intention.

After getting Yan Ruyu's consent, she followed Qin Junyi into the office.

Qin Junyi poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Shen Qinghuan.

"Thank you, Uncle Qin."

"You used to—" Qin Junyi was slightly taken aback.

"Ok?"

Qin Junyi smiled and shook his head, he thought it through.

After all, as time goes by, Huanhuan will also grow.

"When your father called me, I started to prepare." Qin Junyi turned out a bunch of sketches, and he said to Shen Qinghuan: "These are all uncolored, you pick a style, the specifics, we It can all be changed.”

"Uncle Qin." Shen Qinghuan believed in Qin Junyi's skills. She didn't have many requirements for her clothes. She handed over the blueprint that she had made after a long night's work to Qin Junyi, "Look at this picture, can you make some clothes?" clothes?"

After Qin Junyi took it, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Oh!Huanhuan!you can……"

Shen Qinghuan booed immediately, she and Qin Junyi lip-synced: Uncle Qin.My dad doesn't know yet, so don't tell him.

Qin Junyi made a gesture of sealing his mouth. Facing his friend's inquiries outside, he only said that he made a fuss.

After finishing Shen Haotian, Qin Junyi lowered his voice, and his voice couldn't restrain his praise to Shen Qinghuan: "Huanhuan. Your line draft is too good, isn't it? Are you interested in learning design in the future?"

(End of this chapter)