His voice was neither soft nor loud, just loud enough for everyone around him to hear.
Everyone showed a knowing look, and even the White Shadow Queen curled her lips and smiled.
Lin Yuxi gritted her teeth: "..."
Perhaps seeing her shame, the White Shadow Queen smiled and took her arm: "Let's go over there and take a look at the clothes."
Lin Yuxi has a lot of clothes from this brand. In the past, new styles were delivered directly to Songyunwan's house every quarter.
But she has never bought one. This brand is good-looking, but the brand has a serious premium. She has been working so hard for a month and still hasn’t found a piece of clothing worth anything.
When Bai Yinghou came here, she said she was buying clothes for herself, but she ended up choosing them for Lin Yuxi. When she saw which ones she thought suited her, she asked the clerk to bring them for her to try on.
Lin Yuxi didn't disappoint her, and went to try it on obediently, like a conscientious model, wearing whatever she was told to wear.
Her body proportions are good, and there is no fault in her body. She tries on one thing and compliments it on the other. The only words that come back and forth are these:
It’s so beautiful, it fits you so well, it’s like it’s tailor-made for you. This is a show piece, and you look better in it than the model.
Lin Yuxi didn't realize that she was good-looking when she was a child. Later she learned that she was good-looking, but she thought it was useless, so she was completely immune to these compliments.
The last thing I took in was a black suspender dress. The silver buckle of the suspender was inlaid with bright diamonds, and the skirt was decorated with exquisite bead embroidery, which shone as she walked.
The skirt is cut to perfectly fit the curves of her body. The naturally stacked pleats at the neckline magnify the fullness. The waist is not too bulky and transitions to the hips in a smooth line.
Lin Yuxi rarely wears this style of clothes. She usually looks serious and comfortable when going to work.
Bai Yingque was not on the sofa. Lin Yuxi felt that the deep V of the neckline was a little deeper, so she lowered her head and lifted the neckline down.
Useless. This skirt is designed to be sexy.
Zhou Yanjing stood not far away, his hands in his pockets, his posture was leisurely, and he did not need to exert any effort, and his body naturally exuded an innate nobility.
The store manager stood in front of him with his hands clasped, respectful.
Zhou Yanjing was talking to him when he saw Lin Yuxi coming out from the corner of his eye. His eyes slid there and he froze.
Lin Yuxi lowered her head, not paying attention to the gaze from the side, and walked back and forth on her body for two times without revealing anything.
Zhou Yanjing watched her fiddling with her collar intently.
The original skirt was a bit sexy, but it was just a normal skirt, and the neckline was not too open.
The more she plays with it, the more it attracts people's imagination.
Although Lin Yuxi is thin, her figure is actually very good, her bust is not too big or too small, and it is just the right peach shape...
Zhou Yanjing's thoughts accidentally flew to places they shouldn't, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
The store manager noticed his gaze and followed it subconsciously.
Zhou Yanjing's face, which was careless just a moment ago, was slightly cold, and the tail of his eyes glanced at him: "Talk to me, who are you looking at."
The store manager quickly turned his attention back and continued: "Are you packing all the bags and skirts just now?"
His voice could not reach someone's absent-minded ears.
Zhou Yanjing said "Yeah" perfunctorily, raised his legs and strode over there.
"Lin Yuxi, are you ashamed?"
The sudden sound from above her head startled Lin Yuxi, and she looked confused when she raised her head.
Zhou Yanjing considered himself not a gentleman, but he didn't do it on purpose. He just had to lower his head when looking at her from his perspective. The flawless whiteness was really alluring.
It would be a pleasant surprise at home, but now he is not the only man in this store.
Zhou Yanjing suddenly became smaller than hers. He took the cashmere shawl on the table next to him and wrapped it around her shoulders.
Go around from the back and cross in front of her neck, tightly.
Lin Yuxi reacted, and her face slowly started to heat up.
"Leave me alone."
Zhou Yanjing saw a layer of pink spreading from her neck to the tips of her ears, and the feathers flying around in her heart began to dance even more fiercely.
His eyes were a little dark, and he lowered his voice to coax: "The skirt is very beautiful, wear it when you get home. Be good."
Lin Yuxi looked at him with a look that said you were sick: "This is a dress. I have nothing to do at home. I'm happy to wear it on the red carpet by myself?"
"Then you still plan to wear it to work?" Zhou Yanjing said, "Are you going to wear it on the operating table or on the catwalk?"
Lin Yuxi: "I didn't say I wanted to buy it."
He: "Why don't you buy it? I make so much money, I can't afford to buy you a dress?"
...One moment he felt it was too revealing and mocked her for being shameless, and the other moment she was not happy about not buying it. I have never seen someone with such a cunning and unpredictable mind.
Lin Yuxi felt that he was just sick.
"I would buy it if I liked it. Save your money for your second wedding."
After she finished speaking, she snatched the shawl from his hand and turned back to the fitting room to change it.
SA, who had been following Lin Yuxi, stood far away and did not dare to go up and speak.
The scene of the two standing together is eye-catching and eye-catching, and their quarrel seems to be a show of affection.
Lin Yuxi changed back into her own clothes. When she came out, Queen Bai Ying had come back and asked her, "Have you tried on that skirt? How is it?"
"It's not appropriate." Lin Yuxi said.
Bai Yinghou had to go back to the crew temporarily because of something, so they paid the bill and left.
She said she was going shopping with her, but in the end she didn't buy anything herself. The dozen or so bags were all for Lin Yuxi.
"How can I let you buy something for me? You are my idol, how can any fan do this to me?" Lin Yuxi even felt that she was out of line.
Bai Yinghou said: "Don't be embarrassed, Yan Jing paid the bill."
Lin Yuxi's gratitude suddenly disappeared, and she even took off those clothes.
"Then if I throw myself out of the car, will you blame me?"
Seeing the way her face changed instantly, Bai Yinghou couldn't help but laugh: "The relationship between you and Yan Jing is really interesting."
"Are you saying we always quarrel?"
"You two are not quarreling like that. It's more like bickering. Although you are quarreling, it can be seen that you have deep feelings for each other."
Lin Yuxi lowered her eyelids and pinched the index finger of her left hand with her right hand: "There is no emotion between us, it has been worn away long ago."
She said this in a very calm tone, and she might not be able to notice it, but Queen Bai could see the hint of regret deep in her seemingly calm expression.
She touched Lin Yuxi's hair, like a kind-hearted elder, and the pity in her eyes was not fake.
"There's something I want to tell you."
Lin Yuxi raised her eyes: "What?"
"Actually, it was Yan Jing who came to me at first to ask me to get along with you more and meet you more. He said that your mother passed away very early, and you think I am very similar to your mother, so you treat me like your mother. In the words of you young people, What, a substitute?"
"He hopes that I can satisfy your fantasies and soothe your longing for your mother. To put it simply, he wants me to cooperate and play the role of your mother. You know, acting is commonplace for me."
Lin Yuxi's expression was a little stunned.
"For this reason, he promised that he would invest in my next film in which I would become a director." Bai Yinghou smiled at this, "The price I offered is not low."
Lin Yuxi's head was tangled with wool, which seemed to be untied, but also seemed not to be untied.
