Chapter 35 Mom, I want to go to the program group (2)
Chapter 35 Mom, I want to go to the show crew (2)
Author: Yueluo Mianxing
Chapter 35 Mom, I want to go to the show crew (2)
This is a British-style parent-child uniform.
A comfortable series of small suits paired with a youthful and energetic pleated skirt.
Yan Wan just took a fancy to it at a glance outside.
Although I have never seen my mother wear it like this, but...she must look good in it.
However... would she be willing to wear parent-child clothes with him?
Those big grape-like eyes showed hesitation.
The salesperson was sharp-eyed and immediately said happily: "Wow, look, madam, the baby has chosen a parent-child outfit by himself! You are so discerning. This is a new model in our store, designed by the owner himself. You will never find a similar outfit.
Money! Do you want to try it?"
Yan Wang deliberately turned his eyes away, pretending not to care.
In fact...
But I was afraid of hearing my mother’s voice of rejection.
Yan Yueqing knew that her son was sensitive. Seeing the little guy's silent look, Yan Yueqing said without saying a word: "No need to try, just buy it!"
Yan Wan's heart trembled for a moment.
The salesperson was very pleasantly surprised. She originally planned to let the two of them try it, but she didn't expect that the mother was so bold that she just bought it.
However, she still has to remind: "This set of designs is unique and the materials used are very sophisticated. It has always been regarded as a treasure of the store and is displayed in the window."
Yan Yueqing understood the meaning of her words: "It doesn't matter, just tell me the price."
"Thirty-two thousand." The salesperson said while carefully observing my mother's expression.
Since this outfit was put on display, many customers have expressed their liking for it, but after asking about the price, they all retreated silently! She also didn’t know if the mother in front of her would be the same as those before.
Thirty-two thousand?
If he were buying it for himself, Yan Yueqing wouldn't even look at clothes worth more than three thousand dollars.
But to buy it for my son, there is a system in place, even if I spent 800 million, do I still care about this little money?
Well, it’s a bit off!
Thirty-two thousand is considered a small amount of money...
"Buy!" Yan Yueqing complained about herself while boldly swiping her card to pay.
It wasn't until the salesperson took off the clothes in great excitement that she walked up to Yan Wan and squatted down gently: "Baby, do you want to wear this set of clothes with your mother?"
Yan Wan's heart was stabbed hard.
A strong feeling of joy surged into his heart, but he tried his best to restrain it and tried not to show any joy.
The slightly raised eyebrows revealed a bit of arrogance.
The salesperson said happily: "My little baby is so shy! I feel so happy!"
Yan Wang immediately suppressed all his emotions!
Is he happy?
He is not happy!
Yan Yueqing smiled appropriately: "My son just wants to see if this suit of clothes will fit him, right?"
Yan Wang blinked.
Well, my mother is self-aware!
Pretending to be parents and children, etc., are just things to make adults happy.
Rejection was written on his face, but his little hands took the initiative to take the clothes and entered the dressing room with a straight face.
Yan Yueqing couldn't stop laughing.
This son is so awkward and so cute!!!
The two of them changed their clothes and walked in front of the mirror together.
Yan Yueqing was wearing a pleated skirt and black short boots that made her fair legs very eye-catching.
Yan Wan had just reached her waist, and his suit seemed to be tailor-made, showing off his delicate little body in a much more energetic way.
The small face like an iceberg, set off by a blue bow, is like the first flower blooming on the grassland, with a distant and profound beauty.
Yan Yueqing was stunned!
When my son is in the hospital, he either wears a hospital gown or some loose private clothes. The colors are mostly blue, white, and dark gray. He does not have the vitality that a child of his age should have at all.
But this British suit is based on vitality, which weakens the rigid lines inherent in the suit and adds a touch of rhythm.
"Wow, my baby is so handsome." Yan Yueqing exclaimed in admiration.
The salesperson stepped forward excitedly: "They say people are made of clothes, but in my opinion, this set of clothes was made just for you two! I would like to ask politely, can you two take a photo together in the store?"
In children's clothing stores, many parents and children leave photos of their suits, which is also one of the marketing tools.
Yan Yueqing had no objection, but she still thoughtfully asked Yan Wan what he thought.
The little guy nodded slightly.
The extremely good-looking mother and son looked good no matter how they took the photos. The salesperson took two pictures and was so excited that she even wanted to change her career to become a photographer.
Finally, Yan Yueqing hugged her son and took a selfie in the mirror.
With the baby's consent, I posted it on Weibo.
"How about the parent-child outfit that my son chose? It's pretty cool, isn't it?"
In the photo, Yan Yueliang holds his son in his arms and smiles enthusiastically. However, Yan Wan turns his head slightly, only showing half of his face.
Even so, her beautiful appearance with thick eyebrows and big eyes quickly attracted comments from netizens.
"Holy crap, does she really have a son? I thought Yan Yueqing was just talking about it for the sake of anger!"
"+1, I was waiting for her to clarify after a while, but ended up leaking photos of my son?"
"If nothing else, Yan Yueqing's looks are beyond compare! She doesn't look like a mother at all."
"Don't just look at Yan Yueqing, look at the little baby! Oh my god, that profile of his face will drive me crazy!"
"The young face, the faint expression, the bright and clear eyes under the long and curled eyelashes. What kind of literary description is this of a tyrant's childhood?"
"Baby, I'm aunt, turn around and look at me! Auntie will buy you some candies!"
"Wow, why is Yan Yueqing's son so good-looking? It's over, I'm going to be a pretty girl!"
"The baby is hanging on Yan Yueqing's body weakly, with an innocent and pure look on his face. It really kills me! From now on, you, Hei Yan Yueqing, can do it. Hei Yan Yueqing's son, I will be the first to disagree!"
In the bedroom, Tang Tang took a tablet and registered a Weibo with the help of Liu Ma.
"Tang Tang, this is search. Let's try searching for dad's name first."
Tang Tang has a great idea: search for Sister Yueqing first!
(Director Tang: It doesn’t matter to me...)
Liu Ma smiled cheerfully and followed the instructions. The first message that popped up was Yan Yueqing's Weibo post.
Tang Tang doesn't know much about literacy, but she can read pictures: "Hey, sister Yueqing is holding her little brother!"
Sister Yueqing...
Little brother...
The hierarchy of generations is so chaotic...
Mother Liu said gently: "Let's call her Aunt Yueqing."
Tang Tang curled her lips: "No! Just call me sister Yueqing." She looked at the picture for a few times and said, "My little brother is so good-looking! He is as beautiful as sister Yueqing!"
Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered something and quickly asked Ma Liu to dial Yan Yueqing's phone number.
"Sister Yueqing, I am Tang Tang!"
Yan Yueqing was walking to the sales department with her son in her arms. She was a little surprised: "Tang Tang, what do you want from me?"
"Yes! The village chief said that you can bring someone to participate in the show next time. Sister Yueqing, can you bring your little brother over to play?"
