Zhong Qing tilted her head and glanced at the numbers on the shopkeeper's head. They were written with flying dragons and phoenixes, which was very eye-catching.
She couldn't help but be slightly curious, how did he know her size?
But I didn't have time to ask.
The shopkeeper intervened: "Now...there are also good fabrics. Do you want to take a look...take a look?"
How could Yi Jian pay attention to what the shopkeeper said.
Seeing Yi Jian's silence, the shopkeeper became embarrassed and couldn't say a word for a long time.
But he didn't know why. The man just sitting there just felt beautiful and lazy. He had nothing to be afraid of.
But now, he stood in front of him without saying a word, without even giving him a look, but for a moment he didn't know what to say instead.
The shopkeeper thought that Yi Jian and Zhong Qing were leaving, so he stammered and said nervously: "You guys...walk slowly..."
Unexpectedly, Yi Jian looked at Zhongqing for a while, then frowned, turned around, took the pen and paper from the shopkeeper's hand, lowered his head, digitized the original string, and wrote a new string.
The shopkeeper asked in surprise: "This... if you do this, it won't fit this young lady's figure, and it will be too big."
As if Yi Jian didn't hear the shopkeeper's words, she turned her head silently, hugged Zhong Qing's waist, and walked outside.
"Why do you want to change it?" Zhong Qing tilted her head and couldn't help it this time, asking softly.
"Well, I'm going to gain weight after a while."
"No, I've been like this since I was a child. No matter how much I eat, I can't gain weight." This is what Zhongqing has always been most proud of.
"No." Yi Jian replied with three words, and silently tightened her arms. He must be able to make her fat. She is too thin now.
The shopkeeper behind him looked at the two people leaving and felt his heart trembling.
Countless people come here to choose clothes every day, but I have never seen a man like this. He doesn't say a word, but responds to every word spoken by a woman.
Presumably, that man only has that woman in his heart.
Yi Jian and Zhong Qing didn't know that for a long time, no one in the clothing store came back to their senses.
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After leaving the door, Yi Jian did not drive, but held Zhong Qing's hand and walked into the shoe store not far away.
