Meng Beichen frowned when he saw this. This little idiot didn't give him any face at all. He stretched out his arms and held her whole body in his arms. He shouted to the waiter: "Fitting room!"
"That, over there." The waiter was frightened. Is this buying clothes or robbing clothes? No, she couldn't describe it.
Meng Beichen half hugged Han Yixing and dragged Han Yixing in, "Change into these clothes now!"
"Meng Beichen, you domineering ghost, what on earth did you have to let me wear this dress? I already told you I don't like it. I have to choose what I like. Although I will marry you, I have agreed not to interfere with each other!"
Han Yixing shouted in frustration, and simply sat on the sofa in the fitting room and used his palms as a fan to fan himself.[
Meng Beichen squinted his eyes and closed the door of the fitting room tightly, "It's your turn to wear it now, do you still want me to give in?"
"What?" Han Yixing was dumbfounded. Is he speaking an alien language? Why can't he understand it?
"I didn't buy it for you just now. Of course you have to listen to me this time." Meng Beichen turned away but persisted. He really didn't know that he would be in such a quarrel with a woman.
But he told himself that this was a man's dignity. If he gave in too much to this little guy, she would really be lawless.
Han Yixing's eyes widened in disbelief. Is this what a twenty-eight-year-old man should say? Just because he can't compromise with her, should she listen to him this time?
That's why I had to put so much effort into getting her to wear it.
The corner of her mouth twitched, she raised her eyes and asked: "You mean, we have to be together today, so we have to make concessions to each other. We just listened to me, and now we have to listen to you?"
"In principle, that's the case, but today's itinerary is originally decided by me!"
Han Yixing sighed. Now, she felt that he didn't look like an uncle anymore. He was so childish.
She took the dress, looked at it, and said impatiently: "If you don't go out yet, forget it, just buy it. There's no need to try it on. I'll decide the next stop."
"No, we have to try!" Otherwise, he would have compromised again when he went out now.
"I just said that I have already tried it inside. They don't know anyway. Are you bothered?" Han Yixing frowned and stood up again to open the door of the fitting room.