Ji Fanling: "Can't you see such long hair? It's easy to get dusty."
Fu Yingcheng: "Why, your favorite job is wallowing in the quagmire?"
Ji Fanling couldn't help but flipped over on his back. I rolled my eyes and accidentally saw the black jacket hanging in the outdoor men's clothing store opposite. I couldn't help but walked over: "Hey, this is not bad."
When the clerk saw her saying this, she immediately smiled and said: "You have really good taste. , our jacket is warm and stain-resistant, especially suitable for outdoor sports. It also has an anti-static treated velvet liner inside..."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance at the frowning handsome man behind her: "Yes. Did you choose it for this handsome guy?"
Ji Fanling: "I'll wear it."
"...Huh?"
"Can I try it on?"
"..."
Ji Fanling put the jacket on herself. , like a child secretly wearing an adult's clothes, with long sleeves, and happily buttoning up his hat. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Fu Yingcheng: "How about it? There are also four pockets, which are particularly useful.
"Your eyesight is really..." Fu
Yingcheng looked at her and paused: "As bad as ever."
She
suddenly remembered that Fu Yingcheng was teaching her at home. I seem to have said something similar when using the dryer.
At that time, the man was standing on the balcony, hugging his chest leisurely, looking at her with dark eyes: "...When did I say that what you are lacking is your IQ?"
After doing this for a long time, he felt that she had poor taste!
Ji Fanling's face dropped: "What's wrong?"
Fu Yingcheng: "Take it off."
Ji Fanling argued: "If these clothes are dirty, just wipe them off."
Fu Yingcheng: "I won't pay."
"... "
Defeat the enemy with one move.
Ji Fanling reluctantly followed Fu Yingcheng back to the women's clothing store, muttering: "...and you said you were going to compensate me."
Fu Yingcheng glanced at her coldly: "My money will only be used to buy me I like it, you know?"
Ji Fanling ignored him and went to pick out clothes by herself. She flipped through two items and accidentally saw the price on the list.
"..."
What a black shop.
The girl pretended to look at the clothes and moved to Fu Yingcheng's side as if nothing had happened. She lowered her voice and said, "Hey, why don't you buy it here."
The man put down the clothes in his hands and looked at her sideways: "No. " Like it?"
"Expensive." Ji Fanling said, "There is a clothing wholesale market nearby..."
Fu Yingcheng interrupted: "I won't go."
Ji Fanling insisted, "It's much cheaper than this."
Fu Yingcheng clicked his tongue impatiently. He made a sound, as if he thought she couldn't teach him, and said, "Where's my money..."
Ji Fanling said, "...just buy what you like." Great Bodhisattva, great injustice, great power.
This time she simply didn't choose, and stood beside her like a shopkeeper, waiting for Fu Ying to choose.
Fu Yingcheng had long eyelashes hanging down and showed no emotion. It was hard to tell whether he was too picky or too patient. He quickly looked through the entire store one by one.
Finally, he reached out condescendingly and took out a dark, easy-to-care-for coat with large pockets.
Ji Fanling put on her clothes, walked to the mirror, and looked around.
She only met the requirements she just mentioned for clothes. As for whether it looked good or not, she didn't know.
Ji Fanling took out her cell phone and took a picture of herself in the mirror.
Fu Yingcheng: "What to do?"
Ji Fanling: "Ask Zhou Sui."
Fu Yingcheng stretched out his hand to her, Ji Fanling was stunned for a moment, then realized that he wanted to take a picture for her and handed over the phone.
Ji Fanling pinched her sleeves and stood upright looking at him.
Fu Yingcheng lowered his head slightly and looked at the screen.
The white light in the store illuminated the man's face, adding a bit of unreal softness to the usually cold outline.
When he does things, his eyes are always full of meticulous concentration... On that face that is naturally ruthless, this kind of gaze almost makes people think it is affectionate.
Zhou Sui's words suddenly rang in his ears.
——Don't you feel anything when you look at this face every day?
Ji Fanling's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Damn it, Zhou Sui hurt her.
So of course she didn't react to that photo.
Because Fu Yingcheng himself is actually much more beautiful than the flat photos.
...
The short few seconds were stretched out in Ji Fanling's perception.
Fu Yingcheng finally finished taking the picture: "Come and take a look."
Ji Fanling breathed a sigh of relief and walked over: "It's okay." She felt that Fu Yingcheng had taken a long time and should have taken more than one picture, so she casually I pulled up the screen to see other photos.
The result may be that two extra fingers are used. With such a swipe, the phone is instantly switched to the interface used before.
——Fu Yingcheng, Baidu Encyclopedia.
That photo of the Maybach under the black suit.
...
Ji Fanling's whole body froze, turning to stone inch by inch.
The man raised his thin, cold eyelids and looked at her, his dark pupils filled with a deep dark light.
He spoke slowly and slowly: "This seems to be...me?"
"..."
"Isn't my real person right here?"
Fu Yingcheng spoke very slowly, word by word with great interest, as if he was sharpening a dull knife. Human eardrum.
"Why, you can't see enough?"
"You want to secretly search my photos in private?"
...
Who! secretly! Search for your photos!
Ji Fanling grabbed the phone with his hand, quickly turned off the interface, and said expressionlessly: "It's not just to see the photos and check what you are doing."
Fu Yingcheng stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly raised his head Lifting his chin: "Then tell me, what do I do?"
Ji Fanling: "..."