My Husband, Warm The Bed

Julie led them up the long spiral staircase and said, "The clothes are on the second floor."    

    

When they went upstairs, Jian Ran found that there seemed to be no one else besides them. There were no other staff members and no other customers... She could not help but wonder, was this really a shop?    

    

The decorations on the second floor were different from the first floor. The famous paintings and antiques that were displayed everywhere on the first floor had disappeared without a trace on this floor. On this floor, there was only a dazzling array of fabric and countless clothes. It was like a sea of clothes.    

    

Jian Ran looked at the clothes that filled the floor and suddenly felt a burst of excitement in her heart.    

    

No matter how long it had been, no matter how much she did not want to remember, her love for clothing design had not yet cooled down.    

    

She wanted to once again raise the brush and design a perfect wedding dress for herself.    

    

She had once tried, but before the wedding dress was completed, she died in the collective betrayal of her family and lovers. After that, she never had this thought again.    

    

Jian Ran could not help but look at Qin Yue, who was at the side -    

    

Qin Yue, can I hold the brush for you again?    

    

Qin Yue felt Jian Ran's gaze and also turned his head to look at her. He knew that she used to be a very talented fashion designer. Because of the disturbance three years ago, she gave up that dream.    

    

Her family and lover betrayed her, her dream shattered. This weak body, how did she endure such suffering back then?    

    

Qin Yue couldn't help but feel his heart ache. He would never, never let anyone hurt her again.    

    

"Go and try it." Qin Yue said, "Choose what you like."    

    

Jian Ran nodded and walked into the sea of clothes - a fishtail skirt, a small fluffy skirt, a hundred folds muslin skirt, all kinds of beautiful clothes with bright eyes, pure, seductive, sexy... All kinds of types. Every piece of design made her gasp in amazement and clap her hands in praise.    

    

She couldn't help but look for the logo of the clothes. She wanted to know which designer made these clothes, but after searching for a long time, she still couldn't find any logo, just like this villa.    

    

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Jian Ran, who was in a daze, suddenly had a big palm on her waist. The low and sexy caring voice reached her ears, making her body slightly limp.    

    

She shook her head. "I like it. I really like it."    

    

"Then why don't you wear it?" Qin Yue put his head on Jian Ran's head and asked in a deep voice.    

    

"I don't know what to choose." Jian Ran rubbed Qin Yue's neck like a kitten and said coquettishly, "Mr. Qin, help me choose one."    

    

A soft voice rang in Qin Yue's ears and his heart suddenly felt itchy. He could not help but lower his head and kiss Jian Ran's ear. Then he said with a somewhat hoarse voice, "Okay."    

    

After saying that, Qin Yue let go of Jian Ran and earnestly lifted up Jian Ran's clothes.    

    

He looked around, but there were no clothes that could make his eyes stop for a moment. After a while, he turned to Julie and said, "Where is Ivan's butterfly's love dress?"    

    

"Ivan said he can't give it to you. That is for Ivan. It is for his bride." Julie replied in a stuttering manner.    

    

"Give it to me." His voice was not heavy, but it could not be refused.    

    

Julie pouted, feeling wronged. However, under Qin Yue's pressure, Julie still obediently went to get the clothes called butterfly's love dresss.    

    

After Julie left, Jian Ran who was by the side could not help but ask, "Ivan? The designer in Italy?"    

    

Qin Yue nodded, "It's him."    

    

It sounded like a huge thunder in Jian Ran's head.    

    

Ivan was the designer she admired the most. If her father had not refused her back then, she would have gone to Italy to become Ivan's apprentice.    

    

But now, she actually wanted to wear the clothes Ivan designed for his wife. Just what in the world... Who exactly was Qin Yue? How could he be friends with Ivan?    

    

While Jian Ran was still in shock, Julie had already taken out the butterfly's love dress.    

    

When the clothes were unfolded in front of Jian Ran, she was once again shocked.    

    

This was truly a robe worthy of its name, [butterfly's love dress]. It was really suitable.    

    

The skirt was very long. The layers of skirt spread out, but it did not feel heavy at all. The light gray and white color was unique and made people's eyes light up. The gauze fabric was soft and comfortable, and the light texture added a kind of dreamlike beauty to the entire skirt.    

    

The skirt was decorated with lifelike butterflies that fluttered upwards together, but there were also some butterflies that were falling, like a butterfly's life and death picture.    

    

The butterflies kept flying up and down, but for what reason?    

    

Qin Yue looked at the skirt and nodded in satisfaction, then reached out and rubbed her head, "Go and try."    

    

Jian Ran nodded in a daze and followed the reluctant Julie into the locker room.    

    

The process of changing her clothes was very smooth. This butterfly's love dress seemed to have been tailor-made for her and all the measurements were just right.    

    

Even Julie, who had been reluctant, let out a praise when Jian Ran put on the butterfly's love dress. She pushed Jian Ran and said, "Show it to Mr. Qin!"    

    

Jian Ran looked at herself in the mirror and nodded.    

    

Jian Ran walked out and Qin Yue's eyes immediately looked over.    

    

Qin Yue's eyes narrowed under the golden frame. It was so deep and complicated that it was difficult to see what he was thinking clearly.    

    

He once asked Ivan why he called this dress butterfly's love dress. Was it because there were so many butterflies?    

    

At that time, Ivan drank his coffee and looked at him with disdain, and replied with a question: "Can't you see that the butterfly is desperately chasing after something?"    

    

What were they chasing after?    

    

Today, Qin Yue finally had an answer.    

    

The butterflies continued to chase after the beautiful girl. For this, they did not hesitate to sacrifice their short lives.    

    

This was the butterfly's love dress!    

    

Being stared at by Qin Yue for a long time, Jian Ran felt a little uneasy. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Is it not pretty?"    

    

Qin Yue shook his head and did not say anything. He then waved at Jian Ran.    

    

Jian Ran slowly walked to his side. He reached out his hand and gently placed it on her shoulder. He leaned against her ear and whispered, "It is very beautiful."    

    

Such a straightforward praise made Jian Ran's fair face turn red again. She wanted to say thank you, but she heard Qin Yue say again, "I really don't want others to see you like this."    

    

He said it very seriously and seriously, like a child protecting his beloved treasure.    

    

Jian Ran could not help but tease him, "How about I change to another wedding dress?"    

    

"No," Qin Yue rejected decisively and turned back to Julie, "Tell Ivan that I want the dress. If he charges money, then go and find Special Assistant Xu."    

    

Jian Ran had never seen such a carefree Qin Yue. She guessed that he should be very good friends with Ivan. That was why she threw away his aloof personality.    

    

When they left, they did not notice the surprised look on Jian Ran's face on the roof platform.    

    

Shock, appreciation -    

    

That person's gaze kept changing in a very short period of time because his butterfly's love dress seemed to have found its true owner.