Chapter 411 Seems Tailored

Those eyebrows, those red lips, indescribably lazy and coquettish.

After being stunned for a moment, Xuxu finally came to his senses, and hurriedly looked away from his face, "I'm fine, I can go."

Yan Rusheng gave a soft 'um', with a natural nasal sound, which was extraordinarily magnetic.

He straightened up, casually threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray above the trash can, turned around and walked in front.

Xuxu followed behind him, looking at his tall back, her heart beat inexplicably.

She lowered her head, her hands tightly clutching the hem of the beige sweater on her body.

"Are you going to wear this dress to the birthday party?" Back in the office, Yan Rusheng suddenly stopped, turned slightly, and looked down at Xuxu.

He frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with the clothes on her body.

Xuxu said, "Participating in an old man's birthday banquet is not attending a wedding or engagement banquet."

The implication is that she didn't think there was anything wrong with her wearing this dress to the birthday banquet.

"This time is Grandpa Lu's 90th birthday. It will be held in a grand manner. People from all walks of life will be there. You want to wear a sweater..." Yan Rusheng's voice paused, and his gaze shifted to the black short boots on Xuxu's feet. , the pleasant voice sounded again, "What kind of situation do you deal with people with this sloppy shoe?"

"You didn't say anything." Xuxu looked down at her clothes and muttered softly.

If it's really grand as he said, then it's really wrong for her to dress like this.

"Follow me." Yan Rusheng suddenly took Xuxu's hand and dragged her into his office.

After entering the office, he dragged her straight into the room again.

Xuxu was clasped by his wrist. He was so hard that she gritted her teeth in pain. He didn't let her go until he got to the room, and her white wrist turned red.

She frowned and touched it dissatisfied.

Yan Rusheng took out a bright purple box from the closet, and when he turned around, he saw Xuxu pouted and frowning, and her wrist that was red from his scratching.

Knowing that he hurt her because of his rude actions just now, he blamed himself a little.

So he softened his tone, "Put on, I'll wait for you outside."

As he said that, he threw the big box in his hand on the bed, then he strode out of the room with heavy strides, and closed the door.

Xuxu looked at the box and knew what was inside without thinking.

She walked over and opened the lid of the box. She reached out to pick up an orange dress and shook it open. It had a shallow V-neck, sleeveless, and a vertical soft fabric without any decorations. It was very simple.

It's her style.

It's just that in this weather, wearing this, no matter how well the heating is, it will still be cold.

Hey, let it be cold for a while, if you don't change it, he probably won't be happy again.

After hesitating for a while, Xuxu carried the dress into the bathroom and changed into it. No matter whether it was long or short, fat or thin, it was just right, as if it was tailor-made for her.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. Obviously, this did make the scene a little more impressive.

I don't know who picked this dress for her, could it be him?

How is it possible?

"Are you still okay?" Yan Rusheng's urging voice suddenly came from outside, "Lu Yinan called."

Xuxu came back to her senses, and said loudly to the outside: "Here we are."

She held the clothes she had changed in one hand, opened the bathroom door with the other, and went out barefoot.