Chapter 502

Chi Huan originally walked with his arm, but the men's wear area was on the third floor. They took the elevator to get in. When the two came out of the elevator, she suddenly found

When did he take her hand?

He is really obsessed with holding her hand.

She looked down at the hand she was holding in his palm and said nothing.

Both of them have their own eye-catching aura, and they are welcomed by the shopping guide as soon as they appear.

Moshiqian's clothes are all custom-made. Chi Huan seldom goes to the men's wear area without a boyfriend these years. He has seen them at most, but Tang Yueze's clothes are not bought from the mall

She looked up at him. "You can see which one you like better. Just relax a little bit."

The man looked down. "I haven't picked out any clothes for several years. There is a special person in charge to change my cloakroom quarterly."

Chi Huan touched her hair and glanced at it without any difficulty. "Then choose any suit. Anyway, you are a clothes rack and nothing will look ugly."

For her praise, moshiqian is still quite useful. His dull face improved a little along the way. He led her in for a turn and picked one Shirt?

Mo Shiqian saw her indescribable expression and asked in a low, dumb voice, "don't you think it's good?"

She looked up and considered, "you think this one is the same as the one on you Is there a big difference? "

It's not all shirts, but the colors are different. Although the styles are different, they don't differ much at a glance, OK?

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He low light way, "this wants leisure a bit, not so formal."

There is Do you?

"Well Then you can change it. Let me see. "

Mo Shiqian looks at her and enters the fitting room.

Chi Huan sits on the sofa, holding her cheeks to wait Well, it's the first time I've seen a man's clothes.

It's a little strange.

If He doesn't wear a shirt that doesn't look very different every day except for the color change.

The man came out in a few minutes.

Chi Huan's elbow is propped up on the armrest of the sofa, his head askew, watching him walk to her one meter in front of her in a cold and slender shape.

Because it's dark blue More formal than before.

She fingered the brow.

"Don't like it?"

"Perfect."

The man raised his eyebrows. "That's not a perfect expression for you."

"You can't Well What do you wear today when you wear ink? "

Mo Shiqian recollects a little, then frowns and spits out two words clearly, "No."

"Why, don't worry, your beauty can't be covered."

He said lightly, "poor."

"No, no matter how poor he is dressed, he is just like a gentleman."

That man doesn't say anything else. His appearance is first-class.

"It's only half a year since he woke up. He hasn't been poor long enough."

Chi Huan, "..."

"Then you'd better wear the original one. The color is light, and it's more casual to watch."

Mo Shiqian takes a look at her, takes out the bank card from the wallet and hands it to the shopping guide. Lightly, he says, "just this one."

Chi Huan, "..."

So what's the point of bringing him clothes?

It's just a similar one. The one he used to wear might be a little more upscale.

Chi Huan looks at his hand reaching out to her after swiping the card and checking out. He raises his hand and gets up from the sofa. He mumbles, "it's better to have coffee."

It's no wonder that men usually don't like shopping very much. She doesn't think it's interesting to look at it, especially this kind of man who is rich and has everything.

Mo Shiqian leads her out. "You don't mean it's perfect, don't you like it?"

"No," she said lazily, with her mouth curled and her voice long. "I just think you're changing your shirt Do you want to change the color? "

The man said, "isn't this color more suitable for you?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She looked at his dark blue shirt, then looked down at herself Light blue denim shirt.

It's all blue, shirts

But even so, the style of painting is quite different OK.

Forget it, Chi Huan soon gave up trying to change him in this matter Mo Shi Qian that can be easily changed is not Mo Shi Qian.

She glanced at his black trousers. "Your trousers are also black, don't you need to change them?"

"Well, it won't change."

“……”

"Let's go for coffee. After that, we can have lunch.""Good."

The caf é is on the top floor. They are going to take the elevator. While waiting outside, the man's cell phone rings.

He answered the phone, "what's up?"

Chi Huan thinks that only when she listens to his indifference or even indifference when he talks to other people, can she clearly feel that when he talks to her, it is indeed - very gentle.

When the man was talking on the phone, the elevator door opened, and Chi Huan wanted to take his hand in, but he held it back, and looked down with low eyes, giving her a look.

"I see."

“……”

"Well."

Moshiqian hung up the phone, looked down at her and said, "it's still very early. Why don't you accompany me to buy some dishes? I'll cook them for you at sea. There's a kitchen in the yacht."

"You Do it for me? "

"You don't want what I do or do you want to go out to sea after that?"

Chi Huan blinked. "No, go and buy some vegetables."

Other people buy private yachts for party, luxury and pleasure As long as he can think of cooking on the yacht to give her such a grounding

You have to buy your own dishes.

It's really a stream of rich men.

When choosing food materials, Chi Huan felt that the man had a very strange energy.

Some things just need to be taken out and thrown into the shopping cart. Some For example, potatoes and so on, we have to pick them out. In general, people unconsciously release their hands and put them together. From the beginning to the end, they seem to forget that they have one hand to use.

It's like a one handed great Xia.

"Ink is modest."

"Well?"

"You pick seafood here. I'll go to the fruit section and buy some fruit."

He looked down at her and then said in an ordinary voice, "OK, I'll go with you after picking out the crabs."

OK?

She didn't seem to say go together?

Looking at the man who is dedicated to picking crabs, Chi Huan repeated, "I mean You can continue to watch seafood here. I'll pick fruit by myself, which can save time Well, just let go of my hand. "

She tried to pull her hand back several times, but he seemed not to notice each time, but he always held the opportunity not to let her out.