Today is really not a good day for shopping.
The sky was dark and the clouds were getting lower and lower. The cold wind blew on my body, and my hair and face were unknowingly soaked by the sporadic light rain falling from the sky.
There is no bright smiling face blooming in the sun, no camisole showing beautiful collarbones and slender neck, no beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings that make people dream - oh, there are also a few who are not afraid of the strong cold and reveal their long white legs and insist on serving people Fang Yan admired the beautiful women who brought welfare from the bottom of his heart.
Not traveling because the journey is far away, not falling in love because of being hurt, not wearing black stockings because the weather is cold - these behaviors are all hooliganism.
Due to the weather, the pedestrian traffic was sparse today.
Fang Yan, who was wearing a black unbuttoned tunic suit, and Qin Yitian, who was wearing a white school uniform and blue trousers, walked side by side, which was very eye-catching.
Fang Yan is delicate and handsome, always smiling when he walks. His head was slightly raised, and he looked quite proud, as if he had just beaten Ye Wenwen severely instead of running away with his head bloody and beaten by Ye Wenwen.
Qin Yitian's clear water hibiscus, no pink and white. But that plain face gives people a thrilling beauty. Long hair shawl, slender figure. What is even more outstanding is her temperament. She walks among the crowd like a queen inspecting her subjects.
She said nothing, did nothing, just walked quietly. However, everyone's eyes could not help but fall on her.
A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven. This is probably what you are talking about, right
Due to the lack of business, many store sales staff or owners looked out.
There was surprise and envy in their eyes. More of admiration.
"That girl is so beautiful-----"
"Like the little fairy in the painting----"
"The boys are handsome too----but the clothes they wear are too vulgar. It would match even better if they put on our new sweatshirts----"
It was just a man taking a girl shopping and walking, and it turned out to be the material that they talked about.
Qin Yitian is very tall, almost reaching Fang Yan's chin. Fortunately, she is tall, otherwise she would not be able to control her natural aura of being the only one in the world----
"I really don't know what's so bad about her." Fang Yan thought in his heart. Can you be so proud if you are pretty and capable and study well? If that's the case, then I'm not allowed to write a sign and hang it around my neck, with a few big red characters on it saying 'I am Qin Yitian's teacher Fang Yan'
Did Fang Yan do this? No.
Therefore, Teacher Fang is actually a very low-key man.
While walking, Qin Yitian suddenly handed the white bag he was carrying across his body to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan looked at her doubtfully and said, "What are you doing?"
"Boys seem to have to give girls backpacks." Qin Yitian pointed at the few couples on the street and said.
Fang Yan studied it carefully and found that it was exactly the same as what Qin Yitian said. The girls were happily shopping, while the boys couldn’t laugh or cry while carrying women’s bags.
"Does it have to be like this?" Fang Yan asked.
Qin Yitian did not answer, but looked at Fang Yan and nodded lightly. Her smile is vague, indifferent and elegant-----
"Bah, bah, bah -----" Fang Yan quickly said "bah" in his heart several times. What's wrong with you? Why do I always think of words like noble, elegant, tall, etc. when I'm next to this female student? What's so elegant about a smile
"It's a shame." Fang Yan scolded himself in his heart. You must keep your true intentions and don't be easily fooled by this little fairy-----little witch.
Fang Yan took Qin Yitian's white bag and put it on his shoulder. He looked at it carefully and was happy: this bag matched him quite well.
Walking to the door of a Hong Kong-style fish ball shop, Qin Yitian stopped again.
"Are you hungry?" Fang Yan asked.
"Not hungry." Qin Yitian shook his head.
"Then what do you want to do?"
Qin Yitian pointed to the young and old couples queuing up and said, "It seems they all like to eat this - you should also queue up."
"-------"
Fang Yan and Qin Yitian, each holding a bowl of fish balls in their hands, stood at the door of an Italian-style western restaurant. While chewing the hot fish balls, Fang Yan asked: "Miss - can we get a discount when we go in to eat together?" ?”
The receptionist smiled and nodded, and said: "Sir, our restaurant is holding an event. Today is the last day. If two people spend, one of them will get a 50% discount -----"
Fang Yan and Qin Yitian looked at each other and thought, these merchants are really good at doing business.
After having enough wine and food, Fang Yan made a temporary trip to the bathroom.
When he came back, Qin Yitian was swiping his credit card to pay the bill.
Fang Yan said reproachfully: "This kind of thing should be done by men - why do you have the nerve to ask a girl to pay the bill? Where do you want me to put my face?"
The waitress looked at Fang Yan with admiration and thought, this man is quite good.
"You don't have as much money as me." Qin Yitian signed his name on the document printed out by the POSS machine neatly.
"------" Fang Yan felt a pain in his chest, feeling like he had been stabbed. He felt that he was completely shameless this time.
So, the waitress looked at Fang Yan with eyes full of contempt.
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After the meal, Fang Yan continued shopping with Qin Yitian.
Passing by the door of a shop called Jiangnan Silk and Satin Store, Fang Yan took the initiative to stop.
Qin Yitian looked up at the name of the store, and then at the cheongsam and silk scarves sold inside. He understood clearly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Go in and take a look?" Fang Yan said with a smile. "You invite me to dinner, and I'll buy you a small gift."
"Okay." Qin Yitian agreed readily.
"Welcome." The men at the silk and satin shop all wore Tang suits and the women wore cheongsam. They looked quite retro and classy.
A saleswoman came up to her and asked with a smile on her face: "Sir, Miss, just take a look. We have a lot of new styles in the store----"
Fang Yan looked around and said, "Buy a cheongsam for my friend. Is there anything suitable?"
The female saleswoman had long seen Qin Yitian next to Fang Yan. No matter whether men or women, such a beautiful girl could not be ignored. Said: "How could it not be? To be honest, I have never seen a woman with more temperament than this lady - she looks good in any clothes."
"Then let's go out and buy some sportswear?" Fang Yan said jokingly.
"No, no, no, no--" The female greeter knew that she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly tried to persuade her to stay. "This lady-----"
"Call me girl. She is still a student." Fang Yan corrected.
"Okay. This ---- girl, she has such a good temperament that she looks good in whatever she wears. However, the cheongsam in our store can have an icing on the cake effect on her. If she walks away wearing our cheongsam If you go out, you will definitely confuse all sentient beings, and the rate of turning back will be hundreds of percent."
"How do you calculate hundreds of percent?"
"Some people look back several times." The saleswoman said with a smile. "Who wouldn't want to see such a beautiful girl a few times-----"
"Choose one." Fang Yan said. "I'm not very good at this kind of thing."
"Okay, here is our new model-----"
Fang Yan stood still and said, "We want to see the classic style."
The female salesperson quickly looked at Fang Yan's expression, feeling contemptuous in her heart, but she said happily: "Sir, you have such a discerning eye. Classic models will never go out of style. Moreover, we are running discounts on classic models, at 85% off for one piece Discount, buy two get one free----"
Fang Yan waved his hand and said, "It's not about money. Let's pick out clothes."
"It's as if I'm very poor." Fang Yan thought in his heart.
He looked at the name of this store again and secretly remembered it, thinking that he would never come here again.
"No problem." The female salesperson carefully admired Qin Yitian's appearance and said, "This lotus white one with peonies embroidered on it is very nice. It suits the noble temperament of the little girl----"
"No." Qin Yitian refused directly.
"This piece of Bainiaoxiaofeng is selling very well-----"
"Cumbersome."
"What about this one? The pattern of this bird announcing the good news is also very popular among young girls nowadays. They say it is particularly festive when worn -----"
"No meaning."
"------"
To be honest, if it weren't for the performance commission, the saleswoman would go crazy.
Miss, why are you so difficult to serve
Isn’t it just to buy slow-moving items that are discounted every season? Do you need to be so picky
Instead of changing your clothes, just change your boyfriend. If you change your boyfriend, I can take you to the boutique area.
Fang Yan's eyes were also searching everywhere. He took a small white floral cheongsam from the corner and brought it to Qin Yitian, asking, "How about this one?"
Qin Yitian smiled and said, "Okay."
So, Qin Yitian took the cheongsam and went in to change clothes.
The female saleswoman secretly rolled her eyes with her companion several times, thinking to herself that the relationship is not about the wrong clothes she picked, but the wrong person.
"Choosing clothes is also a skill." Fang Yan said to the female salesperson. "She has a grand temperament, so you can't use more grand clothes to complement her - she is just a student, and she is not going to walk on the Hollywood red carpet. Why does she have to be so dazzling? Especially that bird pair. Chaofeng not only ruined the clothes, but also ruined the person."
"You're right. I didn't expect it," the saleswoman said with a smile. "I didn't expect Mr. to be so knowledgeable about clothing matching-----"
"Because I see a lot of people." Fang Yan said with a smile. "I knew you didn't like me."
"-------"
Click-----
The wooden door of the dressing room opened, and Qin Yitian, dressed in a floral cheongsam, stood in front of Fang Yan.
Fang Yan's pupils swelled, and he was thinking quickly whether he had forgotten something important.
Oh, my heartbeat missed a beat.