Chapter 69 Holding Hands (please read)
Paris is a crowded city.
It is far from the illusion depicted in tourist advertisements and promotional posters, but for the vast majority of girls and a few boys in this city.
Busy streets and crowded crowds are a good place to pursue romance.
Especially when fashion week comes.
Models from all over the world are gathered here. Most of them are beautiful and graceful, making people fascinated and dreaming.
The fashionistas who also come will show their unique understanding and understanding of fashion according to their own body shapes and preferences, and present diversified beauty.
"Xiang, why did you use woody fragrance today?"
"Yes."
Xiang Yang responded calmly.
When he went out, he found that the smell of tobacco was a bit heavy on his clothes, so he tried to remedy the situation a little.
Different from Little John who wears an orange Polo tucked into casual pants, Xiangyang’s style is more ‘salt’.
Black leather shoes, mid-calf socks, white nine-point pants paired with an orange T-shirt, and a dark green shirt jacket that looks broad and ordinary, but has good texture.
This style makes people look very comfortable, simple, loose, and has a clear outline.
Looking at the time, Little John started the car slowly. There was still plenty of time, "I will throw it to the hotel for you, and then we will meet there.
I also have to rush to say hello to my Laura before the show starts. "
"Okay," Xiangyang tilted his lips slightly and glanced at the other party with disdain, "You are not afraid of affecting her performance on the stage. "
"I won't go, it will affect her. "With that said, Little John proudly rushed towards Yang and gave him a Wink.
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After about half an hour, he drove through the crowded neighborhood and walked along the Valois The street kept going and they came to a baroque-style hotel. Little John waved to Xiang Yang and drove away quickly
He refused to stay even for a moment.
Xiang Yang, who knew the reason, took a deep breath.
The hotel is crowded with 'new rich' people who are well-dressed and like to participate and show their sense of fashion. They are different from the old money who live in their own manor in a low-key manner. They prefer such occasions where there are many people, either conversing attentively, or enjoying afternoon tea in the courtyard talking and laughing.
Xiang Yang was recognized before he even opened his mouth, trying his best to maintain a calm smile.
"Thomas, are you here to pick someone up? Which show are you going to see this afternoon?"
"Xiang, can we take a photo together?"
"Xiang, what do you recommend for this fashion week? Which show is more suitable for me?"
"Thomas, I will attend it tomorrow. In your show, how do you think I can match the clothes better? How about the 2007 spring and summer collection? There is one style that I like very much, but I don’t want to match others.”
“It’s too difficult”< br>
After some delay and a lot of talking, Xiang Yang took the elevator and arrived at the door of Liu Qianqian's room.
After adjusting his breathing, he gently knocked on the door.
"I'm here, wait a minute."
After a soft voice came, the door of the house quickly opened from the inside.
Seeing Xiang Yang, Liu Qianqian, who was wearing a strapless dress, slightly opened her lips.
With an expression of joy and dissatisfaction on her face, she looked at the time on the small and exquisite watch on her wrist.
"Bring me a bottle of water, I'm dying of thirst."
"Oh, okay."
Hearing that Xiang Yang's voice was a little hoarse, Liu Qianqian was a little surprised and led Xiang Yang in room, quickly picked up a bottle of mineral water in a glass bottle from the table and handed it to the other party, "There was too much traffic outside, did you walk here?"
Xiang Yang shook his head, and after taking the water, he drank it first Taking a big sip, "There are too many people who were invited to stay in this hotel, and they chatted for a long time."
"Them?" Liu Qianqian curled her lips, and the tone of her smile was somewhat different. Expressing his taste in food.
Just... a little dissatisfied with him being surrounded by 'them'.
"Where is Zhao Xin?" Xiangyang finished drinking the water and looked at the neatly tidied room with his peripheral vision.
In the girl's room, the fragrance lingers on the tip of her nose, making her feel relaxed and happy.
"She went out to play." Liu Qianqian's eyes moved and she said with a smile: "She said she couldn't enter the show, and I didn't need her to take care of her, so she went to the museum after finishing it for me. ”
"There are quite a lot of people in the museum now." Xiang Yang withdrew his gaze and looked at Liu Qianqian.
Liu Qianqian turned her head, winked and smiled at Xiangyang, "How about it, is it okay to wear your hair in a bun?"
After saying that, she waited quietly, raising her head and staring at the other person.
She was quite satisfied with the advice Xiang Yang sent her in the morning. The rolled up hair made Liu Qianqian's slender white neck even more charming.
A quick glance will make you salivate.
After just one glance, Xiang Yang felt that his breathing was a little short. It's funny, the less you want to look at something, the more your eyes can't help but look elsewhere.
Unable to fight against the Xiang Yang in his heart, he simply looked around seriously and said, "It's pretty good."
Liu Qianqian said "hmm".
"Let's go, Elie Saab starts at 4:30 in the afternoon, we have to go there early." Xiang Yang said, making a gesture of invitation, "Is there anything you need me to get for you?"
< br>"No, I don't like men to carry my bag for me." Liu Qianqian smiled and put a small bag on her shoulder.
This is a small cowhide bag of the same color that she specially selected.
"What do you think?" As he spoke, his little hand gently patted the leather surface of the bag a few times.
"." Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment, and when he wanted to shake his head, he saw the clarity in Liu Qianqian's eyes and shrugged, "You look good in anything you carry."
"Really?"< br>
“Really.”
There is a big benefit to staying in a hotel partnered by Hermès.
——Don’t worry about finding a car to go to the show.
When I came to the lobby, I talked to the concierge. Not long after, the hotel arranged a commercial vehicle to take Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian to the show.
The big show on the first day of Paris Fashion Week usually starts at 4 pm.
The opening time of each show is staggered, and the length of time varies. The more important show will last about one and a half to two and a half hours.
On the way.
Unlike Liu Qianqian who was intent on admiring the street scene outside, as the show was about to begin, Xiang Yang’s cell phone was so busy that he couldn’t handle it.
During the call, the phone vibrated from time to time as text messages were received.
"It seems that he is really busy."
Looking at Xiang Yang, who was talking to the person on the phone with a smile on his face, Liu Qianqian clasped her palms, and the two of them started talking. When walking out of the room and passing by the lobby, some people kept saying hello to Xiangyang.
In the past few days, he has been taking time to spend time with me.
I also listened to Zhao Xin's 'bad idea', asking him to design a silk scarf for him when he was busy, like an ignorant girl
It lingered in my ears While chatting softly, Liu Qianqian turned her head to look out the window, her eyes a little wandering, and she was in a daze, thinking too much.
The car stopped, but she didn’t pay attention.
“Okay, we’re getting off.”
"Huh?"
Hearing the sound, Liu Qianqian turned her head and realized when she saw that the car door had been opened and Xiang Yangdu was standing under the car to greet her.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiang Yang asked with a smile.
"It's nothing." Liu Qianqian shook her head, holding her skirt with one hand, and stretched her other hand out of the car door naturally.
Looking at the slender hand in front of him, Xiang Yang took it without thinking too much.
It wasn't until the moment he touched it that he realized that Liu Qianqian's palm was a little wet and her skin was delicate and smooth.
It also makes people a little greedy.
It turns out that this is the feeling of holding hands with her
(End of Chapter)