Mo Huaifeng changed his clothes, finished washing in two minutes, grabbed two more handfuls of hair, and then said lightly to Ji Zhiyao who was leaning against the door frame waiting for him: "Okay, let's go."
Ji Zhiyao: "No, wait a minute, Captain, how are you?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Otherwise?"
Ji Zhiyao: "I haven't packed it yet."
When Mo Huaifeng heard this, he looked from top to bottom over Ji Zhiyao's cotton pajamas. After a few seconds, the expression seemed a little helpless: "Then why are you calling me in such a hurry?"
Ji Zhiyao: "... I thought it would take you a long time to wake up when you wake up."
Mo Huaifeng: "..."
Mo Huaifeng felt even more helpless, and stretched out his hand to push Ji Zhiyao's shoulder. The warm touch made him shrink his fingers. After a long time, he lowered his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Go and clean up, I'll wait for you downstairs."
This is Ji Zhiyao's first time shopping with friends.
Boys, they used to go shopping and buy clothes by themselves less often, let alone Ji Zhiyao who likes to save trouble. According to him, Mo Huaifeng is not a character who loves shopping and picking out clothes. However, all the other people in the base had left, and only the two of them were left behind as child caretakers. He has no other choice.
Mo Huaifeng drove straight to Ginza, and the two started shopping from the first floor, turning into a shop at random.
The salesperson had never seen such two eye-catching big boys shopping together to buy clothes, and he couldn't help but remember his job until Ji Zhiyao reached out and began to pick up the pile of clothes, "Hello, may I ask?" Do you need any help?"
It would be great if someone could help, Ji Zhiyao nodded at her: "Please help me find a suit, a little more formal."
Mo Huaifeng, who was half a step behind, chuckled, "Formal?"
Ji Zhiyao looked back at him, and asked in puzzlement, "Shouldn't it be more formal when meeting idols?"
Mo Huaifeng: "Just be handsome."
It seems to make sense, but it's not a formal occasion anyway. Ji Zhiyao turned his head again, and said to the salesperson, "Please help me find a more handsome set of clothes."
The salesperson hurriedly glanced over the two of them with a little strange eyes, then looked Ji Zhiyao up and down, and said, "Wait a moment."
Not long after, she picked up a set of clothes and came back.
Ji Zhiyao took the clothes into the fitting room, and after a short while, he came out after changing, and just in front of him was Mo Huaifeng who was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, so he asked, "Captain, are you handsome?"
Mo Huaifeng raised his head, his eyes deepened, "Yes."
Handsome, so handsome that he wants to hide him.
Only then did Ji Zhiyao look in the mirror. A black and white sweater with a pure white false collar, slightly tight black trousers, the size is just right, showing his wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs just right. The more Ji Zhiyao looked at it, the more satisfied he was, and he directly handed the card to the salesperson, "Just this one."
The salesperson took the card to swipe it, Ji Zhiyao went into the fitting room and changed his clothes.
When he came out and took the card from the salesperson, Ji Zhiyao looked at Mo Huaifeng, and suddenly said from his heart: "Captain, I'll buy you a set like mine."
Mo Huaifeng frowned slightly, but before he could say anything, Ji Zhiyao quickly lowered his head and said to the salesperson, "Get me the same set, the size he can wear. Thank you."
When the salesperson left, Ji Zhiyao smiled and said to Mo Huaifeng: "Captain, you must be more handsome than me in this."
Mo Huaifeng heard himself pretending to be calm, but his voice was astringent: "Why did you buy me clothes?" It was still the same...
With that mind, he couldn't stop thinking about it.
Ji Zhiyao was surprised: "Ah? Why can't you let the captain go for nothing... I think this suit is very comfortable, don't you like it?"
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ji Zhiyao always felt that when his captain said the word "like", his voice was much colder.
The salesperson's work efficiency is very high, and she came back after finding new clothes as soon as the two of them finished talking. It's just that Mo Huaifeng didn't want to try it, so he glanced at the suit in the salesperson's hand and said, "It should be wearable, just put it on."
Ji Zhiyao saw that he looked tired, and he didn't look like he wanted to try on clothes, so he directly ordered the salesperson to pack the clothes, and gave her the card for the second time by the way. After paying the money, the two went out, Ji Zhiyao spoke and called Mo Huaifeng to stop.
"Captain, are you in a bad mood?" His smiling eyes slightly curved, as if he had thought of some great idea, "Come on, I'll take you to play video games."
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Standing under the colorful signboard, listening to the loud dynamic music, Mo Huaifeng couldn't help raising his hand, and pressed the faint throbbing veins on his temple.
But Ji Zhiyao, who was exchanging game currency, seemed particularly excited. He said a few words to the salesperson, and then took out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet.
Soon, a whole basket of game coins fell out of the machine next to him, and Ji Zhiyao came over holding the basket of game coins, looking very happy like a mentally handicapped child.
"Captain, what shall we play first?"
His voice was too low and was quickly drowned out by the loud music. Mo Huaifeng couldn't help frowning, bowed his head and leaned closer: "What are you talking about? Speak louder."
Ji Zhiyao thought it was fun, and he also imitated Mo Huaifeng's appearance, but he was short, so he could only stand on tiptoe, leaning close to Mo Huaifeng's ear and shouting: "I-ask-do you-want-play-what-what- "
His ears hurt from his noise, Mo Huaifeng stood up straight, with a deadpan face: "It's fine." Anyway, he doesn't like such childish things at all.
So Ji Zhiyao's eyes lit up, he dragged him around the field, and finally sat down in front of a whack-a-mole machine, and called Mo Huaifeng: "Captain, come and play with this, it's so cute."
Listening to the childish game music in his ears, Mo Huaifeng saw rows and rows of gopher cartoon stickers on the machine, thinking that Ji Zhiyao is really cute when he is riding a horse.
The whack-a-mole machine relies on hand speed and eyesight, which happens to be commonplace for their professional players. So Ji Zhiyao played with ease and enjoyed himself a lot.
But soon the game console turned on several buttons, and he frantically pressed them a few times, frustrated that he didn't have enough fingers. Just when the next round came out, Ji Zhiyao thought he was going to lose, but unexpectedly an arm protruded from his shoulder and helped him press another button that he had no time to care about.
Ji Zhiyao stood there stunned, the machine came out with the next round at this moment, his fingers had no time to change places, it was all wrong.
At the end of the game, Ji Zhiyao's results appeared on the electronic display, breaking the new record of this machine in both speed and times.
Seeing the results, Ji Zhiyao smacked his lips regretfully, "Captain, you have already reached out to help me, why don't you let me go through two more levels to make up a whole number."
—he didn't forget to say it out loud.
Mo Huaifeng couldn't help laughing in a low voice, "Opportunistic."