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Chapter 70: So generous Mr. Pei

You Mian sat in the sculpture room and looked down at his watch frequently.

Qianli's invitation echoed in his mind, and his mood suddenly became apprehensive.

You Mian had very little contact with women of such an elder age, so in the short but not short time of getting along in the morning, he was careful with his words, and his attitude was polite and polite, for fear of revealing his restraint.

But fortunately, Qianli didn't care, but took care of him everywhere and put the atmosphere in a very harmonious position.

You Mian threw the extra clay back into the bucket, and looked down at what he was wearing, a black and dirt-resistant loose sweatshirt...

He got up with a thud, picked up his backpack and walked out of the sculpture room.

You have to change your clothes when you go to the appointment.

You Mian returned to the apartment and stood in front of the closet to take out the more formal black suit in the row of hanging clothes.

The boy walked to the dressing mirror and put on his tie, the dark blue star tie was properly pressed by him in front of his shirt, the tight waist outlined a narrow and beautiful line, and a pair of long legs were set off straight.

Yumian straightened his hair to make it look less messy and curly.

He raised a very gentle smile in front of the mirror, and when the tension subsided, he only listened to the message of the mobile phone on the table.

Pei Huaiji passed his friend application and also sent a voice text message.

You Mian felt that the nervous emotions just now were surging up uncontrollably.

He picked up his mobile phone to play, and heard Pei Huaiji's deep voice saying, "You Mian, I'll go downstairs to your apartment." ”

Downstairs in the apartment was a black serial Maybach.

Pei Huaiji stood by the car door, and not long after he finished speaking, he saw the glass door of the apartment in the distance being pushed open from the inside, and a beautiful and tall boy walked out.

The cyan light and shadow of the near night hit him, blurring the soft and cold colors.

When You Mian slowly approached, the stunned in Pei Huaiji's eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

This is the first time Pei Huaiji has seen You Mian in formal clothes.

The ironed straight black suit outlines the boy's body with strong but youthful lines, his shoulders are straight, and his neck stretches out a gentle cold white curve when it hangs slightly.

You Mian stopped and stood in front of Pei Huaiji, his expression was helpless and nervous.

Pei Huaiji pursed his thin lips coldly, and a warm color softened at the bottom of his eyes.

"It's handsome." Pei Huaiji praised unabashedly.

You Mian raised his hand to touch his head, but he didn't want to mess up the curls that had been arranged so hard, so he lowered his head and bent his eyes embarrassedly.

Pei Huaiji didn't dare to say what he was thinking about now, he only felt that the hot thoughts swept over him fiercely, and the tips of his fingers were numb.

On the way to Pei's house, Pei Huaiji quietly sent a text message to Qianli, specifically instructing the family to dress formally.

When You Mian arrived at the Pei family's manor located on the top of the hill in the north of Huajiang City, there was no surprise in his eyes.