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Volume 3: Purple Hyacinths Filling the Sky Chapter 8: The Second Prince¡¯s Invitation (6)

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    (Before reading this chapter, readers are asked to read the "Important Emergency Announcement (11.15)" and "An Author's Inner Monologue" related to the work)

    "I want to make a suit of clothes."

    After entering the door, Yifeng came to the counter and said to the clerk.

    "Sir, we have already designed clothes here. You might as well take a look first."

    ¡°If there is a suitable one, it can save you time of waiting.¡±

    After taking a look at Yifeng's figure and appearance, the clerk pointed to the row of hangers behind him with ready-made clothes and suggested.

    "No need, I want to do something special."

    From the conversation with Linglong just now, Yi Feng already knew that there is no such thing as pet clothes in this continent, so of course there cannot be ready-made clothes.

    "Well, the guest is making something special. Please wait a moment."

    Seeing that big business was coming to the door, the clerk called a waiter and asked him to take Yifeng to the designer.

    "etc."

    After saying something to the waiter, Yi Feng turned his head to look at Ilia.

    "Illya, borrow it for a while."

    Yi Feng pointed at the fur curled up in her hand.

    "But I also want to see Maomao's new clothes."

    Ilia shook Yi Feng¡¯s arm and begged.

    ¡°It will be the same when we look at it later.¡±

    "Okay, let's wait here."

    Seeing Linglong speak, Ilia reluctantly handed Maomao to Yi Feng and took Xiaoxue from him.

    "let's go."

    ¡° Then Maomao was a little resistant, Yifeng said to the waiter.

    "Mao, Mr. Mao, please go this way."

    The waiter, who was unaware of the abnormality, made a gesture of asking as he spoke.

    "Mr. Mao?! Pffthahahaha."

    After hearing what the waiter said, Linglong couldn't help laughing.  She acted as if she had heard some big joke, hammering the wooden counter next to her.  In the end, even Illya couldn't help laughing.

    "Why are you laughing? Don't laugh."

    Looking at the two girls who were about to hug each other with laughter, Yi Feng's expression immediately changed from sunny to cloudy like the ever-changing rainy weather.  He never expected that such a joke would suddenly burst out of the waiter's mouth.  However, you can't blame him, after all, no one here has ever made clothes for pets.

    ""

    Looking at the two women who were laughing inexplicably, and Yi Feng whose expression suddenly became extremely strange, a big question mark appeared on the heads of the clerk and the waiter.  They really don't understand what's weird about it.

    "My surname is not Mao."

    Seeing that the two girls were still laughing, Yi Feng simply turned his head away and ignored them.  He spoke sternly to the two clerks.

    "Yes, yes. Mao, guest, please go this way."

    The waiter almost made the same mistake again.  He paused before continuing.

    "Guest Mao, haha"

    ¡°Obviously, the two women ignored the pause between Mao and the guest, and they continued to laugh.

    "You guys just wait for me on the chair."

    Since he didn¡¯t know how long it would take to make a dress, Yifeng had no intention of letting them stand there and wait.  After saying that, he selectively ignored their laughter and followed the waiter towards the design room.

    Walking along the clothes racks on one side of the store, Yi Feng came to a room with a closed door.

    "A customer has asked for special clothes, please help me make them."

    The waiter knocked on the door and said.

    "Well, I understand. Let him come in."

    A deep voice came from the closed room.

    "Our designer is inside. Go in and tell him your requirements. The more detailed the better."

    The waiter opened the door for Yifeng and then motioned for him to go in.

    It seems that this designer doesn¡¯t like other people¡¯s interference. Yi Feng can feel this feeling from the attitude of the waiter.  He lifted his steps slightly and walked in gently.

    It was a room filled with all kinds of clothing design pictures. It seemed that the designer liked doing clothing design very much, or maybe he hung them up just to increase his own inspiration.

    "You are the guest with special requirements, right?"

    The designer glanced at the black-haired and black-eyed Yifeng with interest, and then asked.  Obviously, he??Maomao began to struggle violently.  However, how could it break free from Yi Feng's iron palm with its little strength.

    "Be good, put it on for me honestly."

    Seeing that Maomao refused to obey, Yi Feng quickly replaced it with extremely violent means.

    In order to prevent himself from laughing out loud, Yi Feng simply stopped looking at Maomao's current image.

    "How is it? Is Maomao cute now?"

    Arriving in front of Yi Liya, Yi Feng took out Maomao from behind.

    "What kind of costume is this?"

    Ilia took it and took a look, only to find that Maomao was wearing a "fancy dress".

    ? Blue bodysuit with a small yellow belt in the middle.  These are normal, but what happens next is not so normal.  Under Maomao's belt, he is wearing a pair of bright red underwear, with a large "s" pattern engraved on the chest of the blue tights, and a large red cloak hanging behind him.

    If it were a person on Earth, he would definitely see that the small costume in front of him is the one worn by Superman.  And Maomao is currently cosplaying Superman.

    "This is a Superman suit."

    "Ha ha ha ha¡­¡­"

    Looking at Maomao's funny appearance, Yi Feng couldn't help but laugh wildly, and even the tears on his face couldn't help but splash out.

    Although I don¡¯t know what the so-called ¡°Superman Suit¡± is, Maomao¡¯s funny appearance is obvious to all.  So Linglong also laughed, but not as exaggeratedly as Yi Feng.  Of course, if she had watched Superman, her smile would have been several times more exaggerated than that of Yi Feng.

    Xiaoxue looked at Maomao with sympathetic eyes.  It felt lucky for its wise decision just now.

    "Brother Yi is so good. He actually made fun of Maomao."

    Ilia looked at the appearance of Maomao on her hands, and then at the two people who were smiling so exaggeratedly, and she couldn't help but flatten her mouth.

    "No, don't you think it's cute now?"

    Laughing wildly, Yifeng¡¯s words were really unconvincing.

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