Lu Ziheng is holding a tassel style step shake. The pink cherry blossom is carved at the tail of the Phoenix, plus a string of small pink beads. It looks very beautiful.

In ancient times, when a man gave a woman a shake, it meant that he was interested in the woman and hoped to marry her.

Shen Qinghuan blushed again when he thought of the moral.

"If you like, my brother will put it on for you." Lu Ziheng could see the joy in the girl's eyes. He borrowed a comb from the store and gently combed the girl's long hair like seaweed. Even the store praised Lu Ziheng.

After all, there are too few boys at this age who will give girls a bun.

Qin Muzhi touched his shriveled stomach. The only thing he was interested in was eating. He leaned over and said, "what's the mess you've made, Lao Lu?"

A good peach bun is useless as evaluated by Qin Muzhi who doesn't understand the amorous feelings.

Even the shop owner make complaints about Tucao Qin's late: "boy. Your brother is good at combing girls' hair! This hairstyle was particularly popular in the Ming Dynasty! "

After combing the peach heart bun for Shen Qinghuan, Lu Ziheng gently inserted the step he had just picked.

The shopkeeper, dogleg, immediately said that Lu Ziheng had a vision. If Shen Qinghuan matched a suit of Han clothes with hairstyle, it would be icing on the cake.

Originally, the price of Bu Yao was expensive. I'm afraid it would only be more expensive for Han clothes. Although Shen Qinghuan was excited, he didn't want Lu Ziheng to spend so much.

But Lu Ziheng insisted. He even grabbed a Hanfu and pushed her to the fitting room. Before entering, he didn't forget to tell Shen Qinghuan: "Lao Qin is still hungry outside. You don't want him to waste time and can't eat because of you!"

He's really sure he won't make trouble for others.

Shen Qinghuan participated in the national style ceremony in her previous life at school, so even if the Chinese clothes were cumbersome, she didn't spend much time.

When she pushed the door out, Qin Muzhi was drinking water to satisfy his hunger. Although he also knew that Shen Qinghuan was very good-looking, Shen Qinghuan was a good brother, Lu Ziheng, who always liked it. Qin Muzhi didn't pay much attention.

But Shen Qinghuan walked out of the fitting room in a Ming Dynasty woman's Hanfu. The water he had just drunk flowed directly down his lips from his throat.

Lu Ziheng moved his throat. When he recovered, he covered Qin Muzhi's eyes. He turned his head and said in a suppressed voice after a long time: "boss. Wrap it up! "

When Shen Qinghuan heard the check-out, she turned to the fitting room and took out her mobile phone from her changed clothes. She thought about scanning the code. As a result, Lu Ziheng took the lead.

Two thousand four.

She wrote down the bill secretly.

Shen Qinghuan knows Lu Ziheng's pride. If she transfers money to him at the moment, he will be unhappy.

Lu Ziheng's Lunar birthday hasn't passed yet. She can only return equivalent materials.

The feeling of shopping for a girl he liked for the first time made Lu Ziheng feel very happy.

The fourth floor of the mall is the food area.

Shen Qinghuan couldn't get on the escalator well in his Hanfu. Lu Ziheng took advantage of Qin Muzhi's inattention and quietly led her.

The girl's hands are cold and soft.

They surprised many people along the way.

Qin Muzhi initially thought that Shen Qinghuan was suitable for wearing antique clothes, but later all his attention was on eating. Lu Ziheng was not too hungry. After all, the dish of shredded potatoes had not been digested in his stomach.

Shen Qinghuan feels that Qin Muzhi has been waiting for them for a long time, so he gives Qin Muzhi the right to order.

Qin Muzhi did his best to pick a hot pot shop.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Ziheng frowned.

Why is Jiang Shilu here?