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Chapter seventy-seven:
In less than two days, it was the weekend again, Wei Anlai lay on the bed and didn't want to move. The sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warmth on the sheets.
It's already March, and the weather is slowly getting warmer.
Yu Fan stood in front of the closet, hesitated and hesitated, turned to look at Wei An who was still pretending to be a corpse.
"Are you free today? Accompany me to buy clothes."
"Huh?" Wei An poked her head out from under the quilt, "Are you out of clothes? I see you have a lot of clothes."
Yu Fan opened the closet door and stood aside, "They're all thicker ones. I can't wear them even this day. Look at how nice the weather is outside. Come with me to buy a thin suit and a pair of trousers by the way."
"That's it" Wei An sat up reluctantly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Then wait for me."
It was almost noon when he went out, Yu Fan was dressed in casual clothes, and he glanced at Wei An, who was in the jacket and riding boots beside him, with a disapproving expression on his face.
"The way you dress up, we don't seem to match." Wei'an glanced at Yu Fan and rolled her eyes.
"It's just shopping, do you think you're going to a catwalk?" After finishing speaking, he walked ahead.
The traffic jam was severe on weekends, while waiting for the red light, Yu Fan took the time to brainwash Wei An:
"A man's taste is reflected from the women around him. That is to say, a woman's dressing taste directly affects her husband's image in front of others"
"Just say that you are too lazy to buy clothes." Wei An interrupted him with a sidelong glance at Yu Fan.
"No." Yu Fan said righteously, "The key is that there are only a few styles of men's clothing, and there is no need to choose at all. I don't believe in your aesthetics. How about you help me see it?" Face flattering smile.
"Then you want me to choose for you?" Wei An narrowed her eyes at him.
Yu Fan nodded like pecking rice.
Oh well.
Just entered the first store. Wei An wandered around the store, pointing at several models. "This, this, and this. Get his number. Thanks."
Yu Fan glanced at Wei An, who seemed to be pointing the country, and suddenly felt like going shopping with his mother when he was a child. Just about to protest, the service lady came over with the clothes Wei An had chosen, "Sir, this way please, the fitting room is over here."
In less than an hour, Yu Fan had already bought all the clothes he wanted to buy. What Wei An meant was that she wanted to go back home. When I went to pick up the car, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten at noon, so I went to eat again.
Wei An skilfully sneaked in to a small, unremarkable family, found a seat by the side, sat down, and took care of the boss. He turned his head and said to Yu Fan:
"The pork ribs here are very delicious. And their hot and sour noodles, very authentic Chongqing flavor." Yu Fan raised his eyebrows:
"How do you know." A bitter taste is rising in my heart.
"I used to come here often, but I didn't expect it to be open for such a long time." Wei An said casually, her expression as usual.
Long before. Yu Fan frowned slightly. It looked like it was six years ago, and one can imagine who accompanied her. riverbank. It has been a long time since I mentioned or thought of this name. I thought I had forgotten it, but I still felt uncomfortable when it reappeared.
After finishing lunch, I looked at my watch and it was only past two o'clock. Yu Fan dragged Wei An into the shopping mall again, chatting on the way.
"Isn't it said that it is a woman's nature to love to go shopping? No matter how you look at it, you are not very keen." Yu Fan mentioned it seemingly casually.
"I've always had clear goals. Have you heard that joke? A girl wants to buy a bag, and then she buys a pair of shoes, which must be accompanied by a skirt, so she buys another skirt. At the end of the shopping, she I didn't buy a bag." Wei An's expression was indifferent, "I don't want to waste time, understanding the target group is very important, knowing what kind of clothes suit you, and where you can buy them in the fastest time, that's the most important thing."
"" Yu Fan suddenly felt speechless, and glared at her, "Are you doing everything as if it were work?"
"It doesn't count." Wei'an thought for a while and said, "For example, when it comes to marriage, I know the target group, but the target group may not know me. There are too many variables to control."
"" Yu Fan rolled his eyes, and rationally warned himself not to discuss such issues with Wei An again.
Passing by a window, Yu Fan stopped in his tracks when he caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing inside. Wei'an looked back at him, but he forcefully pulled her into the store.
"Help me get her number for that black lace dress in the window."This tone is exactly the same as that of Wei An just now.
It is said that two people will become alike after staying together for a long time, and it seems to be true.
After changing clothes and coming out, Wei An stood in front of the mirror shaking left and right. This skirt is too sexy. The entire back is covered with lace, which can faintly reveal the skin behind her.
Yu Fan came over and looked at her with a slight frown. "Not bad." After a pause, "I bought it."
"I just bought it?" Wei An couldn't believe her ears, but seeing Yu Fan's seriousness, she leaned towards him and whispered: "This back shows so much, how do you want to wear it out!"
"Who told you to wear it out?" Yu Fan raised his chin and looked at Wei An, "It's for me to wear." After speaking, he stuffed a few clothes into Wei An's hands, and said numbly: "Go and try." .¡±
My brain really wants to freeze, and my reaction is a bit slow. Something seemed wrong, Wei An came out after changing clothes, stood in front of the mirror and saw Yu Fan's ghostly smile reflected in the mirror, suddenly realized.
The roots of my teeth itch with hatred.
"Lu Yufan, don't go too far." Wei'an stood by the cash register and looked at Yufan who was about to swipe his card to pay, with a stern and cold tone. Yu Fan looked back at her, plausibly saying:
"You put on clothes for me to see. If I said you look good, what complaints do you have?"
"" Wei An suddenly became dumb, and when she turned around, she saw the weird smile on the cashier's face that she wanted to eat her up. That's right, with such a big handsome guy rushing to pay her for clothes, why should she pretend to be noble.
After coming out of the clothing store, Wei An held Yu Fan's arm, with a wicked smile on her face, "Yu Fan, let me tell you. My dream in this life is that one day you give me a card, Tell me, 'Swipe whatever you want, buy whatever you want!' How nice!"
Yu Fan stopped in his tracks, turned around and faced Wei An, with a hint of embarrassment on his lips, "Actually, I can give you a card right now, so you can buy whatever you want. But I'm afraid you'll marry me I lost all my money, so I decided, my dream is to give you a card one day, and tell you "buy whatever you want!" It's such a happy decision."
Wei An froze for a moment, her heart suddenly softened, she didn't know what kind of emotion was gushing out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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