She doesn't want to be labeled as a coquettish woman.
So shameful.
It's really embarrassing.
Still very ashamed.
"It's up to you. I love you as much as you want." The man's voice was light and cold, and he acted as if he wanted to do whatever he wanted.
Yang Anan regretted it.
She always has her cell phone in her hand.
But because she wanted to save face and didn't want Yu Se to see her wearing Meng Hanzhou's shirt, she never asked Yu Se for help.
She wanted to ask Yu Se for help now.
In short, we must not be kicked out of the car like this.
That would be so embarrassing.
Yang Anan took out her mobile phone and started sending messages to Yu Se.
As a result, after sending it, she read it again and again and was confused.
Unable to send it.
Yes, I sent several replies but could not send them.
Because it cannot be sent, the dialog box is full of exclamation marks.
"Meng Hanzhou, is this your fault? Why can't my phone send messages?"
Meng Hanzhou turned the steering wheel casually and said, "The payment is due."
Yang Anan immediately looked for information on her mobile phone, and when she saw the message reminding her that her mobile phone was in arrears, she felt like crying.
Her mobile phone has been restricted from incoming and outgoing calls.
There is no traffic.
Therefore, it is now impossible to make calls and send messages.
After looking again and again, she looked at Meng Hanzhou pitifully, "Can you lend me your mobile phone to make a call?" When asking for help, you should have a begging attitude. She asked Meng Hanzhou in as soft a voice as possible.
But in his heart, he sent greetings to all the eighteen generations of his ancestors.
His uncle's.
If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't be in such a miserable state now.
Wearing only one of his shirts, walking around in the street.
It's so embarrassing.
"Whatever, but Yu Se is in military training now. Are you sure she can answer your call?"
It seems not possible.
The hand that was about to take Meng Hanzhou's cell phone was put down again.
The military training at Nanda is very formal. Unless it is during the ten-minute break, you cannot answer the phone even if it rings in the sky.
This is discipline.
Violations of discipline will be punished.
Yang Anan sat helplessly in the passenger seat, the more she looked at Meng Hanzhou, the more disgusted she became.
Suddenly, she remembered something, "Hey, why is there no call from Mu Chengzhuo on my phone? Why didn't he call me today? Does he not want to lie anymore?"
Meng Hanzhou Xiexie glanced at Yang Anan, "He is very busy."
"Are you busy trying to trick another one?"
"You can't be deceived anymore. Except for people with your IQ in Nanda University, you shouldn't be able to deceive anyone anymore."
"Your IQ is in arrears."
"Did I say your IQ is in arrears?"
"What you mean is that my IQ is unpaid, Meng Hanzhou, don't always bully me, you bully me, I know it."
But bullying you is fun.
But Meng Hanzhou didn't say this.
The car suddenly made a turn.
Unprepared, Yang Anan's body shook violently, and then he leaned against Meng Hanzhou involuntarily.
She didn't want to lean on him.
She would rather lean against his car door than lean against him.
But the turn was so fast, sharp and wide that she couldn't control her body at all, and she bumped into him inexplicably.
"Do you like throwing yourself into your arms so much?" Meng Hanzhou laughed softly, looking in a good mood.
"You are the one who likes to throw yourself into someone's arms."
"I like it, you continue."
Yang Anan: "..."
She said she was going to be driven crazy by him.
I feel very helpless.
Just when she couldn't guess where he was going, the car just turned a corner and quietly stopped on the side of the road.
Yang Anan looked out in confusion.
Only then did I realize that there were very few people on this street. It looked like a newly developed neighborhood. Almost all the stores along the street were closed. Only one store on the side of where the car was parked was open.
It is a boutique fashion store.
"You...you want to give me clothes?" I scanned the store name and it seemed like it was a custom-made clothes store.
Therefore, even if she goes in, she may not be able to find clothes that fit her size.
Customized.
She has never had her clothes customized here.
Also, she doesn't want to get off the car now, ahhhhh.
"It's okay if you don't accept it. Then you can leave now." Meng Hanzhou said calmly, as if he was asking you to do it casually.
Yang Anan was no longer calm.
She really didn't dare to leave like this.
Even if she took a taxi to NTU, she would not dare to enter the campus like this.
"Still not getting out of the car?"
"Oh." Yang Anan was stunned, and then she chose to compromise.
Why don't you want clothes if someone gives them to you? Don't want them for free.
Even if it is a sample of customized clothes, it is better than nothing.
She gently opened the car door, and just as she was about to get out, a long windbreaker was wrapped around her body.
While she was stunned, the man in front of her had already walked into this boutique custom fashion store.
Yang Anan had no choice but to follow in.
As soon as we entered, we were attracted by the ready-made clothes displayed in the store.
She is not someone who has never seen the world.
Although she rarely stepped into the upper class circles of City T, she still met many people.
The style of clothes here is very much in line with the style of the upper class.
She once heard someone say that this kind of clothes cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
Very expensive.
While she was watching blankly, a female greeter came up to her and said, "Miss, please come with me."
"Oh." Only then did Yang An'an realize that she had lost Meng Hanzhou, and there was no such man anywhere in sight.
Yang Anan was introduced into a small fitting room.
As soon as I entered, there were three pieces of clothing hanging in front of me.
A light pink one.
One beige.
A light purple one.
They are all very youthful and girly colors.
The female greeter took off the light pink one and led Yang Anan into the cubicle, "I'll help you change it."
"No, I'll change it myself."
The female greeter hesitated for a moment, but still agreed, "Okay, I'll stay outside. If you have any questions, you can call me anytime."
"Okay." Yang Anan went in carrying her clothes.
This style is really beautiful.
It’s retro and stylish.
She had seen others wearing something similar to this before.
But the ones she has seen worn by others are far less beautiful than the one she is wearing now.
She can wear it.
So no help from others is needed.
When I took off my coat and was about to start the trial, the voice of the female receptionist came from outside again, "Miss, can I open the door? I have brought you underwear."
"Okay, give it to me quickly." What she misses most now is her underwear.
This was delivered very timely.
If she doesn't wear underwear anymore, she will go crazy.
Next, there is underwear in the same color as the light pink dress I want to try on.
Putting them on one by one, she saw herself in the mirror in the dressing room.
At this moment, a word immediately came to my mind: a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle.