Chapter 214

Ye Miaomiao raised his arms, hugged his back, broad and full of security.

"Well, I'll be with you. Don't worry."

When she said this, she thought that nothing would change, but who could know what would happen in the future.

Hearing her words, he felt at ease about Yihan. He began to hope that ye Miaomiao would never recover his memory.

Ye Miaomiao chin against his shoulder, eyes see a dress in the window of the shop next to him.

It's a black shirt. It's on the model. I don't know why. She seems to see Tan Yihan wearing that shirt. It's so suitable and beautiful

Ye Miaomiao leaves his arms and talks about Yihan to see what she wants to do.

Ye Miaomiao took him by the hand and went to the store. Tan Yihan asked, "do you want to buy clothes?"

"It's for you."

Talk about Yihan frowning, buy it for him? He never worried about these things. He hired a professional modeling team to buy clothes and matching for him.

However, if the little girl wants to buy it, it's not a big deal.

"Miss, sir, what do you like?" The waiter came up immediately to ask.

Ye Miaomiao pointed to the black shirt on the model: "that one, take one for me, give it to my husband."

"Yes, just a moment, please."

Tan Yihan looked along her line of sight. The black shirt was perfectly cut. There was some subtle design on the sleeve. It looked good on the whole.

After the waiter brought it, ye Miaomiao took a look in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "go and have a try. I think it must look good on you."

Talk about Yi Han took this dress to see one eye, smile: "good, wear to see for you."

Then, turn around and walk towards the fitting room.

Ye Miaomiao showed a satisfied smile: "this is just like talking. Listen to my wife."

She went to the model and took a look at the tag of the dress. The price is a little too cheap for the rich tan Yihan. It's 320 yuan. I don't know if he can see it?

Hearing the door of the fitting room ring, ye Miaomiao turns around and sees Tan Yihan come out wearing the black shirt, standing in front of the mirror and buttoning.

To tell you the truth, Tan Yihan put on this dress ten times higher than the original price.

He was born with the noble spirit, as if this shirt is a big brand of high-grade customization, the texture is not the same.

Ye Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and then walked towards him. This is just a natural clothes shelf. Everything looks good.

"How's it going?" Talk about Yi Han is buttoning the button on the sleeve, lift Mou to ask her at the same time.

This casual look is a little charming.

Her mouth raised: "good looking, my eyes are really good, but this shirt is very cheap, can you like it?"

Tan Yihan lost his voice and laughed. He put his big palm on her head, like stroking a pet cat, and said, "just like you like it."

"Then... Buy it. You can wear it to work tomorrow." Ye Miaomiao raised his chin mischievously, deliberately making it difficult to talk about Yihan.

He has to face so many big people and talk about so many important things every day. How can he wear his favorite dress? After all, it's not appropriate.

Talk about Yi cold food finger to lightly scrape her nose, sink a voice way: "that wear."

Tan Yihan looks at himself in the mirror. This shirt looks good. He looks at the waiter: "put my clothes on. I'll wear it and check out."

"All right."

The waiter stayed for a while, as if he was handsome. He ran into the fitting room with reddish cheeks, took Tan Yihan's clothes and ran to install them.

Tan Yihan really came out of the shop wearing this shirt. Ye Miaomiao was staring at him all the time. She was thinking about what kind of person this man was.

"What are you looking at?" Talk about Yihan.

She shook her head: "look at you handsome, whatever you wear is so handsome. I didn't expect you to be grounded. I thought you had to wear those big brands."

"Because you bought it." Talk about Yi cold to embrace her thin double shoulders, say in her ear.

Ye Miaomiao blushed for a moment, which was teasing her.

"You can wear it if I buy it. You can wear it if you don't like it?"

"Well, if you don't like it, you have to wear it. If your wife buys it, you have to wear it." Talk about Yi Han that face dotes on the smile of drowning, seem to be teasing own daughter.

Ye Miaomiao hugged his waist, looked up at him and said, "do you have a picture of you when you were a child? I want to see it."

I don't know what this monster looked like when he was a child. Would it be ugly when he was a child and counter attack when he grew up?

Otherwise talk about Yihan's life is not too perfect, tall and handsome, good family, good knowledge, strong ability, everything is good, this is too unfair for ordinary people.

"How young was it?"

With a thoughtful expression on her face, she thought for a moment and said, "well... High school."

After all, Tan Yihan is not very old now. He is only 26 years old. Just look at high school photos.

Tan Yihan took out his mobile phone, rummaged for a long time, turned to a photo and handed it to her: "look, senior one to senior three are in."

Ye Miaomiao took the phone and looked at the screen with doubts. He couldn't help exclaiming: "Wow, so handsome!"

It's like a school grass in high school.

She looked at the photo and compared with Tan Yihan in front of her, it seemed that there was no change at all, just the change of hairstyle and clothes, and almost no change in people.

Oh, by the way, growing up.

High school seems to be shorter than now, but high school talk about Yihan handsome into this is too unscientific, at that time talk about Yihan or obedient Shun Mao, but still face very smelly, defiant appearance.

"Is this a sophomore?" Asked Ye Miaomiao.

On Yihan: "well, sophomore year in senior high school, I didn't care about my image at that time. I was busy with exams all day."

I don't care about the image. It's very handsome, OK!

Of course, ye Miaomiao only said these words to himself in his heart. Then he saw Tan Yihan, a senior in high school, wearing a high school uniform and a loose tie hanging under his shirt collar.

This should be the youth of many girls in school, just like the teenagers coming out of the cartoon, noble and indifferent, so unreal.

"You don't care about your image. You don't wear school uniform well." She turned back one by one and commented.

Tan Yihan glanced: "to college entrance examination, too busy, no time."

"But you have nannies."

Talk about Yi cold a face disdain of see to her: "don't bother to change."

Ye Miaomiao chuckled after hearing this: "it turns out that you are still so lazy. You thought your cleanliness addiction would not allow you to be sloppy."

"It depends." Tan Yihan puts his long arm on her shoulder.

Ye Miaomiao looks at Tan Yihan in high school, and then at Tan Yihan in front of him. It seems that this man is not as terrible as he imagined, and he seems to be a little closer to himself.