Chapter 1090 Did You Do Something Sorry for Me? One

[Book Title: Hei Di's Heart's Favorite: Sweet Wife Is Cute 1090.Chapter 1090 Did you do something that I'm sorry for? 1 Author: Heavy Makeup Suying]

The latest chapter of "Hei Di's Heart's Favorite: Sweet Wife is Cute" Dear~ The domain name of this site: the abbreviated homonym of "Gentleman Juyi Hall", easy to remember! Good-looking novels are highly recommended: The martial arts system hunts the end of the world and the future army lady is in the madness of the immortals Xiu Tingfang All hell knows that the devil has a lover Lawyer Tang, shhh, I will see the national first-level registered exorcist at night during the induction training and notify the ancient fairy king. Key arranged two jobs for her. The key brand routinely launches new products every season. As a signed designer, Qiao Mu also designed two sets of new spring products.

The combination of work and school makes Qiao Mu even more busy, so in his spare time, he finds a quiet place in the library to design drawings.

Qiao Mu was designing a draft, when a person sat down across from him, and when he looked up, he saw a handsome little fresh meat.

Xiao Xianrou grinned at her, "Classmate, the foreign students go out to play after class, but why do you look so busy?"

Qiao Mu looked at each other, "We know each other?"

The corner of Xiao Xianrou's mouth twitched, "We are taking the same fashion design course, and we go to class together every day. Is my sense of existence so low?"

Qiao Mu smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm face blind."

"Face blindness is only for those ordinary-looking people. You shouldn't ignore a handsome guy like me." Xiao Xianrou finished his narcissism and introduced himself, "My Chinese name is Fan Bin, how about you?"

"arbor."

"This name sounds familiar... It's rare to meet a classmate from the same country, so I observed you for a while and found that you are very busy. What are you busy with?" Fan Bin asked curiously.

Qiao Mu pointed to the artwork, "Design draft."

Looking at Qiao Mu's design sketch, Fan Bin suddenly remembered, "I see, you are the Asian designer who participated in Paris Fashion Week last year. I saw your name in a designer magazine. Our school really hides it. , are some powerful characters.”

Qiao Mu smiled, time was urgent, he stopped chatting with Fan Bin, and lowered his head to think about the design concept.

Fan Bin said to himself, then stared at Qiao Mu's drawing, and pointed to the position of the skirt: "Your design is not very good, it's a bit exaggerated, and the spring clothes focus on elegance, so modify it slightly A little better."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Mu realized that what Fan Bin said was true, and his eyes widened in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

"It seems that you are a petite me. I have already said that most of the international students in our school are talented."

Then Qiao Mu and Fan Bin started discussing, and the two had a heated chat. After a while, Qiao Mu found inspiration.

Fan Bin stood up, "Let's go, I've helped you, please treat me to dinner."

Qiao Mu shyly refused: "I invite you at noon tomorrow. I have house rules, and I must return to my residence before dark at night."

"Family rules? You are so old, and the family is still so strict?"

"Well, according to the rules my boyfriend gave me, he doesn't feel at ease when I'm here alone." Qiao Mu said, with the corners of his mouth raised.

Fan Bin looked disappointed, "You actually have a boyfriend? Hey, it's not normal for such a beautiful beauty to not have a boyfriend. It's really a pity. It seems that I have no chance."

Seeing Fan Bin's exaggerated expression, Qiao Mu smiled helplessly, seeing that the other party was joking.

Qiao Mu separated from Fan Bin, got in the car and went back to her residence, then took out her mobile phone and dialed Li Yan's number.

At this time, domestic.

Li Yan received an email in his mailbox, he clicked on the email and saw a series of photos.

In the photo, Qiao Mu was sitting face to face with a little boy, chatting for some reason, the two were talking and laughing, as if they were very close.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and fixed his eyes on the two people in the photo. At this moment, the phone rang. Junzi Juyitang Novel Reading Network