Then she was pulled over and asked to try it here.
The boss lady praised her, saying that every outfit was stunning, especially the last one with the off-the-shoulder, hip-hugging skirt paired with black stockings, "just like a fairy!"
"Boss, please pay. How much is the total?"
Wang Xilou blushed, hesitating and talking to Feng in a low voice every time.
"Disciple, disciple, is it really okay to dress like this for your master?"
"Disciple, this dress exposes my master's shoulders..."
"Disciple, isn't this skirt a bit short? It doesn't even cover the knees... Fortunately, you prepared these long socks for Master." Disciple is so considerate.
The clerk on the side looked at Xiaojiabiyu's Wang Xilou, talking delicately to her male companion, and lamented that there are not many young girls with such shy temper.
Feng Wuli felt that when Wang Xilou regained his memory, he might die once.
Haha, who is afraid?
He waved his hand: "No problem, it's not like 800 years ago when everyone wore this."
She said weakly: "Yes, but..."
Feng Wuli thought for a while, his expression became a little serious: "The labor and capital count reaches s..."
Before the last word could be uttered, he swallowed it again. Looking at Master's cute gaze, he really didn't dare to make such a mistake. He leaned over to her ear and said in a consultative tone: "It's rare that you don't Remember, please listen to me for once, okay?"
The heat of his words made his neck turn red. Wang Xilou said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "...then, as a teacher, just listen to your disciple."
"...There is no need to emphasize master and disciple every time."
"Master, I don't know why." She blinked and scratched her head: "I just wanted to shout like that, it's really weird."
"Forget it, do whatever you like."
She smiled and even boldly reached out to touch his head and said, "Okay disciple."
Finally, Wang Xilou wore a gentle black fragrant jacket and a black cake skirt. The cheap pantyhose from a street stall did not look country-like on her body at all. Her shapely and slender calves reflected the noble beauty under the bright incandescent light. Black matte, the girl's jade-white legs are looming under the black stockings, which attracts people's imagination.
The black stockings, which are famous for their sexiness, look gentle and decent when worn on her body, and are not stained by the dust of the world. She looks like a young lady studying abroad in the last century, with lively eyes and a girl who is ignorant of the world.
Wang Xilou, who is about 1.6 meters tall, suddenly looks like a royal sister, and the atmosphere of a gentle big sister suddenly fills her up.
Feng Wuxi couldn't even imagine what would happen if she wore another pair of high heels now.
"Oh, compared to those big stars, no, none of the big stars are as beautiful as fairies!" The clerk praised, and Wang Xilou lowered his head in embarrassment after being praised.
But looking at the mirror next to her, even the ancients felt that she was more beautiful than the officials and ladies of wealthy businessmen in Yingtian Mansion at this moment.
Feng Wuli looked up and down at the shy master. Master didn't dare to look at him at all, he only dared to look at the ground.
"Let's go to the next one."
"Ah, you still want to buy it?"
"Buy another pair of high heels, boots or something." Feng Wuli carried a large bag and a small bag: "You are still wearing my junior high school sneakers."
Wang Xilou lowered her head and looked at it. The shoes were so new, but they were actually old. She really didn't understand the world eight hundred years later.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Come on, come on." Master followed closely.
For the first time, Feng Wuli looked forward to going shopping with Wang Xilou. It seemed that he suddenly understood why Wang Xilou liked to take him shopping for clothes in the past.
…
As the saying goes, when you are not in danger, your apprentice will become your greatest danger.
In the changing room.
Wang Xilou always felt that the way the apprentice she recognized today looked at her was getting more and more wrong, and became weird, with a calm and restrained heat, as if his eyes could touch her skin.
She unconsciously held her hands in front of her body, hunched her back and put away the place where she was suffering, with a little fear in her eyes:
"Disciple, disciple, is it really normal to wear this?"
"It's normal. Girls playing at the beach wear this. Modern people are more open-minded. It's just a one-piece swimsuit. I'm embarrassed to wear the more bold ones just now."
"Then, did you wear this kind of clothes before becoming a teacher?"
"Won't."
Wang Xilou was about to cry but had no tears. She wanted to ask her why she would wear this kind of clothes now if she had never bought them before.
"Change back."
"Okay, okay." Fortunately, she wasn't asked to wear this out.
"What are you doing standing there?" Feng Wuli wondered why she was still standing there.
"Then you go out first!"
For the first time, her tone was a little more serious.
This man just asked her if she had finished changing, and then barged in and said that he would take a look after she had finished changing. Fortunately, she had already changed, otherwise her innocence would be lost!
Feng Wuli scratched his head and retreated.
I bought a lot of clothes tonight.
There are various styles, except for the first few pieces that satisfy the apprentice's personal preferences, the rest are what he easily catches in his eyes. Even though he didn't say anything, the man just brought them over for her to try. .
Wang Xilou was staring at a piece of clothing at this time, trying to get his disciple to ask her if she wanted to try it, so that he could say that he actually didn't like it.
As a result, his disciple stood next to her with his arms folded and said, "You don't think that dress looks good, either."
"..." Wang Xilou gave up struggling.
In addition to clothes, the two also bought a lot of street food.
Occasionally this person refuses to satisfy himself.
He also explained: "This is what an old lady wears, let's not buy it."
She said stubbornly: "I didn't say I wanted it."
But she thought that one was so beautiful, it was red and purple. How could anyone wear such beautiful clothes at that time? Why did he think it was worn by an old lady?
He smiled and explained: "You don't need to buy these, they are available at home. If you really like them, you can go home and look in your closet."
"……oh."
"Let's go back."
"Okay, let's go back."
If Wang Xilou usually scored nine points, now that he had played with Miracle Lou Lou all night, he could already reach nine-five points.
She was still wearing the same small fragrant jacket and black stockings, but she had a pair of black Mary Jane shoes on her feet. Feng Wuli could see several slender veins on the instep of her feet.
"You can leave these expensive clothes and shoes at ordinary times. If you don't like it, we will try it. If you think it's good, don't worry about saving money or anything. Whatever you want or do, you can do it." Tell me, discuss with me."
Feng Wuli explained patiently: "If we can't afford to eat, I can feed you even if I go to the construction site to carry bricks. I'm strong and can do other people's work for four or five days a day. For the expenses we spent today, I'll go I can earn back my money by working on the construction site for half a month.”
Wang Xilou nodded blankly.
"This is not just for you now, but also for you after you recover your memory. Remember it."
"Master, I understand."
Feng Wuli smiled very easily: "You know, I usually don't dare to say these words to you."
"Why?" she asked.
Feng Wuli thought for a while, and said to the evening breeze by the river: "Because your love is too domineering, you always think that I need to be taken care of, and you always treat me as if I am a certain age, even if I spend 100,000 yuan on it." Even though it’s in your face, you still think I’m still a child.”
Wang Xilou listened very carefully. It was hard to tell whether he had amnesia or not.
Feng Wuli saw her appearance and chuckled: "I think it's time for you to treat me as an adult, right?"
Wang Xilou was stunned and said subconsciously: "Master promised you."
"What about her?"
"...Master doesn't know."
"It doesn't matter. If it weren't you today, I wouldn't say this."
"Why?"
"She would definitely sneer at me for saying that. She is so fierce and always hits me..."
"how so!?"
"He was scolded and beaten, shouted and shouted at."
"unacceptable!"
"Right!" Feng Wuli said in unison.
"Master, how about I ask you to fight back today?" Wang Xilou asked in a low voice, "Where did I hit you before?"
Feng Wuli replied almost instantly: "Butt."
Wang Xilou instantly turned red to the bottom of her neck. She looked around and saw that there were too many people around her. She finally said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "Can I go back and spank your teacher's ass again?"
"Well, that's all we can do." Feng Wuli nodded.
