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It feels very reasonable.
Sanyueqi jumped up and down, looked down and up at the mirror, and finally nodded, "It looks good, buy it!"
"Buy it." Cheng Che responded, took out his phone to pay, and took two steps back to take a closer look. "It looks great, this outfit is complete, but your hair..."
Cheng Che tilted his head and observed San Yueqi's hairstyle, his eyes flickering as if he was thinking about something.
San Yueqi immediately covered his head with his hands, his eyes wide open in disbelief, "How can my hair fall out when I'm wearing such beautiful clothes!"
"No." Cheng Che shook his head. After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and looked at the salesperson beside him. "Can you help her put her hair up... let me think...? But don't comb it too neatly. Let some loose hair hang down. If there is a diamond chain, can you help weave it into her hair?"
Hearing this, the salesperson nodded, smiled and helped San Yue Qi walk to the side.
San Yue Qi looked back at Cheng Che and said, "How come you know so much about how girls dress!"
Cheng Che found a comfortable little sofa to sit down, opened the brochure beside him, and said calmly: "Although I don't have a younger sister, I have an older sister, a cousin, a younger sister, a mother and her sisters, and my grandmother and my grandmother's sisters. I am their pendant every time they go shopping."
When I was a child, I had to be with you. When I grew up, I had to carry your bag.
Forget about having bodyguards or drivers carry your bags, that is definitely not as fun as having your own grandchildren or sons carry your bags!
"Oh." March 7 responded and obediently followed the waiter to the locker room at the back.
Cheng Che flipped through the brochure in his hand, reading it line by line and deciding on a few products. He then looked up at the waiting salesperson and said, "Excuse me... Never mind."
I won’t buy it. I’ll go out and pick up trash.
He wanted to buy a black suit to bury Dashachun, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Dashachun was not worthy of his money, and even picking up garbage was a bargain for him.
He shouldn't look down on the other person like that!
The waiter brought a glass of Sulada with ice cubes and a half-circle orange slice on top.
Cheng Che took a look, then looked away and pointed at the brochure. Finally, he paid the bill, checked the hotel room number, and then picked up the cup of water and waited.
A moment later, San Yue Qi came out of the dressing room holding the hem of her skirt, with a smile on her face, "It looks great today! I'm going to take some pictures at the scenic spots!"
"Walk."
Cheng Che responded and turned his head to look at the waiter beside him, "Can you lend me a dressing room? I also need a trash can."
waiter:? ? ?
She had never heard such an unreasonable request. This was intended to...
Go to the locker room to vomit secretly?
Otherwise why do we need trash cans?
San Yue Qi was also stunned, and looked at Cheng Che with a puzzled look, "Are you going to pick up trash?"
Under the shocked gaze of the waiter, Cheng Che remained calm and said, "I picked up a black suit and a white rose. I plan to hold a funeral for that stupid guy who has been playing with me all the time!"
Did you know that he is a loyal believer of the Wangsheng Hall?
March 7:…
San Yue Qi looked around and asked in confusion, "Does the store sell it?"
"Why should I spend money on a stupid fool? Am I a complainer?" Cheng Che looked at Sanyueqi in disbelief and said earnestly, "Save when I should save and spend when I should spend is my life motto."
As he spoke, Cheng Che patted the back of San Yue Qi's hand and walked towards the locker room nearby.
San Yueqi looked at Cheng Che's back blankly, and couldn't help but look down at her skirt, necklace and shoes.
Does saving mean buying a skirt that even she thinks is expensive?
……
Aideen Park.
The man stood in the park with his hands behind his back, followed by a gentle girl.
He looked at everything in front of him in silence, and after a while he sighed slightly, "Pinocone, the star of the event, there are a lot of guests this time..."
"elder brother."
The girl smiled gently and stood half a step behind the man. The wings behind her ears drooped down and fell on her shoulders. "Don't worry, brother has always been very good, right?"
Hearing this, Sunday turned around and lowered his eyes to look at the familiar face in front of him.
Before he could say anything, a cry of surprise came from the side.
"Ah, be careful!"
Sunday's eyelids twitched and he turned his head to look.
The musical instrument moves in the air with the rhythm of the music, and the strings tremble slightly, bringing out melodious notes.
The young man in a black suit didn't seem to feel serious. He put his glasses in his pocket, put his hair together and looked down at the girl beside him.
The pink-haired girl carefully placed her palm in the young man's and carefully followed the pace in the textbook, taking small steps in time with the music.
Cheng Che raised his hands calmly, and after a while he finally couldn't help but said, "You danced for three minutes and stepped on my feet ten times."
"Ah? Really? I didn't feel it. I obviously can dance!" March 7th muttered to himself, lowered his head and was stunned for a moment.
His own shoes were clean, but the shoes Cheng Che had just picked up from the trash can and put on had several pointed footprints on them.
Sanyueqi raised his head silently and said, "I'm sorry, I stepped on your foot."
Cheng Che sighed helplessly and looked down at San Yue Qi, "I even suspect that you want to avenge me for making you lose your hair."
San Yue Qi frowned and quickly retorted, "Don't frame me, I'm not as…"
Having said that, San Yue Qi shut up instantly, but couldn't help but touch the corner of his mouth.
Fortunately, I don’t have acne.
Cheng Che sighed softly, stretched out his hand to hold San Yue Qi's waist and lifted her up, "Then you step on it, I will lead you to dance."
March 7:…
San Yueqi put his palm on Cheng Che's hand, incredulous, "I know you can dance Shaowu, but why do you dance ballroom dance?"
"Won't you learn it if you try?" Cheng Che took a step forward, held March Seven's hand and swayed slowly to the music, his eyes looking at Sunday beside him.
He showed a gentle smile on his face and politely invited, "Mr. Sunday, would you like to dance with me?"
Hearing this, Zhou Ri was stunned.
He was silent for a moment, then bent down slightly and held out his hand to his sister, "Sister."
The robin lifted up the hem of her skirt, bent down to signal, and placed her palm in her brother's hand.
San Yueqi's eyes flashed, and he lowered his voice, "What are you going to do?"
"Let's exchange dance partners." Cheng Che answered in a low voice. After walking around the stage once, he raised his hand and pushed March Seven, who was spinning on tiptoes, out.
March 7:…
Sanyueqi looked at the equally stunned and shocked face of the Robin star who appeared in front of him. After a moment of confusion, he quickly turned his head and said, "Ah? Who exchanges dance partners like this?"
In the field, Cheng Che looked at Zhou Ri with a smile, "Sir, what a coincidence, we meet again."
"But I don't know how to walk as a woman."
Chapter 653 There won’t be a next time.
The music became gentle and melodious. The head of the family lowered his eyes and saw the young man's jaw with clear and smooth lines, his neck covered by the white shirt, and a little bit of his collarbone exposed because he was too lazy to button his shirt. In the middle was a scarlet rope tied into an ancient knot, decorated with a white round peace locket.
Zhou Ri was held by the waist and forced to dance like a woman. She even wanted to kick Cheng Che right away, but she endured it.
"Sir, look how predestined we are." Cheng Che took Zhou Ri and spun around on the dance floor, using his height advantage to magnify his aura and take the initiative in the conversation. "Are you not happy to see me? Look, your wings are dropping feathers in excitement because of the anticipation of our meeting!"
Sunday:……
Zhou Ri raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Che with a speechless look, "Are you sure this feather fell because of excitement?"
Do you want to look at his hair before you say such things?
"Why not?" Cheng Che didn't care about the implication of Zhou Ri's words. He raised his hand slightly and threw Zhou Ri out for half a circle and then pulled him back, unscrupulously, "Look, you haven't stepped on my feet yet. Isn't this enough to prove the tacit understanding between us?"
Sunday’s eyelids twitched, “Really?”
"Of course." Cheng Che glanced at March Seven and Robin, who were standing on the sidelines and looking at each other, and said in a low voice: "What should we do? Mr. Sunday's temperament always gives me the feeling that he is secretly doing trouble under his gentle appearance. I really want to put you in a cage and see what you are going to do."
This smiling, elegant and gentle man is also a sister-con. He is definitely a pervert and will definitely do something big.
Hearing this, Sunday's mouth raised a faint smile, "Can't I be an exception in your impression?"
"Of course, but... do you think you are an exception?" Cheng Che took a step back and lowered his eyes to meet Sunday's gaze.
When the other party tried to restrain his questioning by making eye contact, Cheng Che raised his hand again.
The drumbeats suddenly became more intense. Cheng Che raised his hand, held Zhou Ri's palm, and pushed his other hand on his shoulder, watching him spin around. "It's really the master of the family. You dance so beautifully."
What are you looking at?
Why did he follow social etiquette to collect clues and test the bottom line?
He could obviously disrupt the other party's thinking by spinning in circles.
Ten circles, three hundred and sixty degrees times ten. Zhou Ri stopped and placed his palm on Cheng Che's once again. "I am not an exception, but sir, I think you should know that there are exceptions among exceptions."
"Oh." Cheng Che responded, moving his feet to the beat of the drum.
After a moment, the dance music came to an end, and the violin played its last melodious ending.
Cheng Che held Zhou Ri's hand, bent down slightly and kissed his hand, and said softly: "Sir, you should also understand that the chess pieces in your hand may fall to the ground and roll away unexpectedly."
Zhou Ri's heart moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes to watch Cheng Che bending down and lowering his head, but he just put the back of his hand on his forehead and seemed to be making do with it.
Cheng Che let go of his hand and turned his head to look at San Yue Qi, "Do you want me to invite you again?"
March 7:…
She doesn't want it!
San Yue Qi frowned and looked at Cheng Che, then looked at Cheng Che's shoes which only had his shoe prints on them, thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, we want to go to the movies!"
"Okay." Cheng Che nodded obediently, letting March 7 hold his arm, and looked at Sunday again.
He looked at the gentle and elegant head of the family in front of him, thought for a moment and smiled, "Goodbye."
Sunday:……