The first thigh split design.

The second piece has an open waist design.

The third halter design.

The fourth one is even more exaggerated, V has reached the belly button.

To say that the first four pieces can bear to watch, when he sees the fifth piece, the man's face is all green.

The S-shaped mermaid dress can perfectly set off the curve, and the design on the chest side can set off the girl's crisp breast.

Just thinking about it, he almost couldn't help it. He was rude.

This kind of clothes can be worn by him alone. If they are worn in front of hundreds of people, he may not be able to hide his emotions, and he has the mood to blow up the banquet venue.

The tuxedo in the school orientation show was already at his limit, and there is no such thing as a second time.

Qiao Yimo saw how the man reacted, so he opened his eyes, and his phoenix eyes fell on the top of the album, and said in a joking tone: "It doesn't matter if you look at it, the fifth mermaid is well designed!"

Hearing what she said, Bai Snake confirmed: "Then I will talk to the company's clothing designer and let her do the fifth one."

"Be a fart." Leng Juo squeezed the album in his hand, and his voice was low.

The white snake stepped back, crying with grief.

He raised his eyes to see Qiao Yimo's smile, and suddenly felt that he had been fooled.

Miss Qiao is really black!

There are traps everywhere, it's simply.

"You go out." Qiao Yimo looked at White Snake with a calm tone, a smile that couldn't be concealed under his eyes.

After treating people out, Qiao Yimo smiled and said, "I'm kidding." What anger, really!

Although she was a little gloat when he looked angry, it is not good for her lungs to be angry all day long.

"Huh?" Wei Yang's tone sounded a little deceptive, and the burning breath was deliberately scattered around her neck, "I am happy to see me angry?"

He really had no idea about the woman in front of him, he couldn't beat him, and he was jealous from time to time.

Qiao Yimo shrank his neck and tried to change the subject, "Nothing."

She picked up the phone cross-legged and murmured: "I will design the dresses for the banquet."

Seeing that she was really serious, the man pressed his thin lips and backed a few steps, "No arms, no thighs, no chests, no waists, no backs!"

Qiao Yimo: "..." Can't reveal anything? What kind of dress is it still called? Just let her go in cotton clothes.

She ignored the man's words and directly drew the artwork on the phone.

Fifteen minutes later.

Qiao Yimo bit his lip and passed the phone directly to him to read the artwork, "Look, can it meet your standards?"

At this moment, the dress she designed is already very concealed, at least the important parts are blocked.

Leng Jian took a look at the phone, and suddenly a flash of joy flashed in his eyes. He looked at the cheongsam dress on the screen of the phone and nodded in satisfaction.

Half arm, half thigh! On the day of the banquet, both wind and meat can be covered.

"It's over." Lengjuan hooked his lips.

After a while, he realized another problem, so he asked again: "Is the fifteen-minute design draft too fast?"

The fashion design director of Leng's Group took half a day a day to produce a design draft. This little girl actually finished it in 15 minutes.

"I just learned a little design." Qiao Yimo leaned back on the sofa and spoke casually.

Leng Tiong heard the words, his thin lips slightly hooked, and his eyes were full of pampering and preference. JrNovels.com