Chapter 61 (1/2)

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what song Xuan prepared for Yang Zimei was a set of hand-painted dresses with retro style.

It's a pink Hanfu jacket with wide sleeves, hand-painted orchids, pink and blue silk skirt, and red peony with splash ink. It's graceful and fresh, which makes Yang Zimei like it at a glance.

She went into the fitting room, put on her skirt, and came out with the skirt. She was implicit, gentle and tactful, just like a pink beauty curling out of the drizzle of willow shoots from an ancient painting. Her every move and every move will be graceful and graceful into a charming poem, with any poetic flavor.

”Human words” cloud: light language all have taste, shallow language have Zhi.

Song Xuan was a bit crazy.

Yang Zimei gave him a faint smile, ”Mr. Song, can I wear this dress to attend the auction?”

Song Xuan quickly nodded, ”it's very suitable.”

”Where did you buy it?” Yang Zimei likes this kind of retro style dress very much, want to buy a few more sets in the future.

”I cut it myself.” Song Xuan replied.

Yang Zimei was a little surprised. She looked at her clothes carefully. No matter it was cut or sewn, everything was delicate and ingenious. It was a master's production.

She thought that song Xuan was only able to identify antiques, but unexpectedly, he could even tailor clothes, and it was such a complicated dress.

The size of the dress was tailor-made for her. Did he make it in these two days?

When asked, it is true.

Yang Zimei recalled his previous life and remembered that his wife was wearing a very unique cheongsam every day, which was not what he made, right?