Chen Yaxuan plunged into the pile of clothes, like an old lady fiddling with her own furniture, choosing inside and out.
After a while, Chen Yaxuan picked out a dozen pieces of clothes, then called Qin Meng over and tried them on one by one.
After a long time, Chen Yaxuan was picking clothes for Qin Meng.
Qin Meng felt particularly uncomfortable, and said, "Ya Xuan, this. Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Just wear casual clothes, why wear a scholar costume?"
Chen Yaxuan patted Qin Meng lightly: "Honestly, let you wear whatever you want. Where is so much nonsense? If you want to say that you are wearing armor and uniform, what are you going to do? Go meet a bunch of scholars. , Do you think it is appropriate to pass on military uniforms or to wear ordinary casual clothes?"
Qin Meng immediately stopped speaking, let alone an ancient scholar who was hypocritical. In the future generations, aren't some of the proud of heaven also so hypocritical
Originally, Qin Meng wanted to let Chen Yaxuan toss casually, but he underestimated women's pursuit of beauty. Whether it's the modification of oneself, or the styling that oneself matches with oneself, it is not a general pursuit of perfection.
Putting on a piece of clothing, Chen Yaxuan is a complete set. First straighten the clothes that Qin Meng wears, and then smooth them patiently according to the unevenness of each part of the body shape, and then find a few jade pendants. It was embellished with such pendants, and then circled Qin Meng a few times, from head to toe, there was no place that she could not notice.
Patience is right. The key is that if there is a slight flaw, Chen Yaxuan will change.
I'm not satisfied after the change, and then change.
Qin Meng looked at the clothes that Chen Yaxuan had freed up, and changed them like this. I don't know when to switch to.
Seeing the opportunity, when Chen Yaxuan changed himself again and the set of procedures came down, Qin Meng said quickly: "Yaxuan, this one is good, no, it is very good, I am very satisfied, we can do this."
Chen Yaxuan tilted his head and looked at it for a while. I looked at it from head to toe again, and reluctantly nodded and said: "Okay, let's do this one. Your clothes have been selected, and I should choose."
Qin Meng felt me rubbing in his heart, but there was no other way but to stay by the side.
Chen Yaxuan prepares to pretend to be Qin Meng Shutong and go with him to do things with him.
Qin Meng patiently watched Chen Yaxuan change clothes one by one, and asked for his advice again and again.
Don't look at Qin Meng's experience in fooling women, but he knows. In this case, you must not just say yes. If people wear one and say yes, it can only prove that you don't care about others at all.
Qin Meng took a peek at the clothes he changed. There were twelve in total. Then, before Chen Yaxuan changed the twelve pieces of clothing, he definitely couldn't be said to be pretty.
After waiting until Chen Yaxuan changed nearly 20 pieces, Qin Meng seemed to find Chen Yaxuan dressed as a celestial being. He slapped his thigh and said, "Absolutely, it is a match made in heaven! Just this dress, look, wear it. On the body, a handsome young man who has never met in a thousand years is alive and well."
At this time. Qin Meng didn't care whether he didn't lose his heart, anyway, he would fool him, regardless of how old the woman was when he changed clothes. That is a kind of torture.
"Really?" Chen Yaxuan was happy to hear, but turned his body in front of the bronze mirror to observe his own image.
Qin Meng hurriedly pulled Chen Yaxuan away: "Absolutely! Let's not look in the mirror. Once everything is done, let's go out quickly, okay?"
"Go out? What's out? What can you do when you go out at this time?" Chen Yaxuan tilted his head, looking at Qin Meng like a hillbilly.
Qin Meng was stunned: "Didn't you just say that, knowing where the Jiangnan literati gather, we will meet them together in the past. Why don't you admit it in a blink of an eye."
Chen Yaxuan curled his lips: "Huh, the so-called literati, calligraphy and painting, five classics and six arts, but in reality, there is no wine, no color, no song, no joy."
Qin Meng saw what was strange in Chen Yaxuan's eyes, and felt a little embarrassed. He understands what Chen Yaxuan is referring to, although he is not doing the thing, but how can he feel a little guilty
Chen Yaxuan then snorted: "Eight hundred miles of Qinhuai, the strongest part of the song is the place where literati and inkmen linger. Men, no matter how high or low. Whether they hide the way of sages, this is the same, right? So, during the day, you have to cultivate your energy and wait until the moonlight is shining, so that you can drink and get drunk, and express your feelings by the way."
Qin Meng's face turned a little red when he heard it, this faint irony, although he had a clear conscience, he couldn't refute it.
Chen Yaxuan saw that Qin Meng was a little embarrassed, so he came over and took his hand and said, "The son is naturally not such a person. However, the person near Zhu is red and the person near Mo is black. I just remind him that he should not learn badly when he goes there. ."
Qin Meng couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't talk about those useless. What else needs to be prepared, but let's say it together. I don't know the doorway here, and everything depends on you."
"What else do you need? Just decorate yourself to be very special." (End of this chapter)