After dinner, he told Xiaobei to visit the third floor of the small house more often when he had time, as if he was supervising the work on his behalf.
After paying the bill, Ye Haoran took Yang Xiaoyun and left the Dapancai restaurant.
Xiaobei was busy packing. He had just ordered two more dishes and was going to pack them back and have some drinks with Dongzi in the evening.
Not to mention the wretched looks of Xiaobei and Dongzi, Ye Haoran and Yang Xiaoyun did not go home directly, but took her to a nearby shopping mall.
"Husband, are you going to buy me a gift?"
The word "husband" in Yang Xiaoyun's mouth became more and more smooth. It only took two days from shyness at the beginning to naturalness now.
As for why Yang Xiaoyun and Xiang Nan act like monsters together, it's not because of money.
A college student who has not yet developed his outlook on life and has not experienced the severe torture of society suddenly becomes a housewife who has to worry about three meals a day with no time to spare. No one can stand it.
Xiang Nan fell in love with the eccentric Yang Xiaoyun, and the two immediately got married. However, after they got married, they discovered that Yang Xiaoyun was just a common person, and their relationship was shaken.
Ye Haoran said: Two fools! ! !
It’s not that there are no examples of fairy tales being brought into reality, but there are only a few. Moreover, there is an indispensable condition, which is the ability to make money. If you don’t have the ability to make money, everything is out of the question.
Yang Xiaoyun didn't know what Ye Haoran was thinking. She was very satisfied with this state. People who were satisfied would naturally not continue to behave like monsters.
And she was the one worried about losing.
"I think this one is good. I'm tired of wearing shorts with half sleeves every day."
Ye Haoran casually picked up a long skirt and compared it with Yang Xiaoyun, then nodded.
Yang Xiaoyun quietly took a look at the price and couldn't help but smack her lips.
For Yang Xiaoyun, who is considered rich if she has only a few hundred yuan, clothes worth several thousand yuan are out of reach.
She does not come from a rich family like Milai.
"wrap up."
Ye Haoran handed the long skirt to the clerk, and Yang Xiaoyun didn't have time to express her opinion or even try it on.
"It's a bit funny to wear a long skirt with sneakers. Go try those high heels."
Yang Xiaoyun was dragged to the shoe changing area by the clerk like a puppet, while Ye Haoran looked at the bags.
He planned to buy a bag for himself. It was not very convenient to carry a schoolbag everywhere, so he bought a more normal one that could be used separately for school.
I randomly selected a few bags and gave them to the clerk to take to the bar, and we would check out together later.
On the other side, Yang Xiaoyun had just changed into high heels and was looking pretty in front of the mirror. As a clothing major, of course she knew how to wear high heels, but she was used to the comfort of sneakers and seldom wore them.
"How's it going? Are you still getting used to it?"
Ye Haoran came over and asked casually. Yang Xiaoyun suppressed her joyful smile and said, "It's good, just..."
"Okay, just pretend."
Yang Xiaoyun has long been accustomed to Ye Haoran's strength. No matter what time it is, Ye Haoran is always the strong one. She can only be beaten passively, and it becomes a habit.
The clothing store clerk on the side looked envious, and kept thinking about Yang Xiaoyun in his heart. He didn't know how many lifetimes of practicing virtue it took to find such a boyfriend.
….
In fact, she didn't know that Yang Xiaoyun was bought back by Ye Haoran in exchange for a glass of wine.
Yang Xiaoyun followed the clerk carrying the shoe box to the bar. By this time, there were already a lot of things piled on the bar.
"Sir, cash or card?"
Ye Haoran does not have a credit card yet, and it will take two years to apply for a bank card. Currently, he only has a passbook...
After taking off his schoolbag and opening it, he took out a pile of old people's heads, which immediately shocked all the clerks.
Do rich people like this kind of pleasure? so comfortable!
After paying, Ye Haoran and Yang Xiaoyun each carried two items and left the store under the complicated eyes of the clerk.
"Husband...you don't have to spend so much on me.
Money! "
What Yang Xiaoyun said was somewhat against her will. At this moment, she was not sure what her success would be, but she still had to pretend to be virtuous.
Ye Haoran didn't say much. He could buy things for Yang Xiaoyun, but he wouldn't give her money. This was a boundary issue.
Giving money will encourage a mouthful, and will also affect the way the two get along with each other.
If couples talk about money very straightforwardly, Ye Haoran advises everyone to be careful (except for marriage).
"Let's go over and have a look."
Yang Xiaoyun raised her head and glanced at the plaque of a certain blessing, her calves felt a little tight.
In her whole family, only her mother once wore a gold ring on her finger, but she later sold it...
"Husband, how about..."
"Um?"
Ye Haoran glanced at him, and Yang Xiaoyun immediately calmed down and followed him in obediently.
[In view of the general environment,
No one came to greet the two people who just came in. The clerks were all sitting together in twos and threes chatting. At this time, the service industry did not care about service at all. It was all a seller's market.
To sum it up in one sentence: buy it if you like it!
Just so arrogant.
A little girl who was excluded might be bored. Seeing Ye Haoran and Yang Xiaoyun looking carefully at the necklaces on the counter, she took the initiative to come over.
"What do you want to see, little brother?"
There was a bit of frivolity in his words. He didn't mean to look down on others, but he probably just wanted to tease the two young people.
After all, precious metals are not cheap things.
Ye Haoran didn't care at all, but Yang Xiaoyun was a little nervous.
"Take these two out and take a look."
"Little brother..."
The clerk was about to refuse when he suddenly saw the shopping bag in Yang Xiaoyun's hand.
Food is coming!
His attitude immediately flipped 720 degrees.
"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you!"
The clerk quickly took out the key, opened the cabinet door, and put the two necklaces that Ye Haoran was interested in on a pallet.
"My little brother has good taste. This is a batch of goods that uses the latest technology, which is rare on the market."
Yang Xiaoyun's eyes were also attracted, and she looked at it carefully. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and her saliva almost flowed out.
Turning around and looking at each other, Ye Haoran determined the ownership of this gold necklace with just one glance.
"Payment."
"Okay...huh? Pay?"
The clerk hadn't reacted yet and stared at Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran asked doubtfully: "Can I pronounce words clearly?"
"Oh, I'm sorry that I was slow to respond. Wait a minute and I'll take care of it for you."
It was the first time for the clerk to see such a happy customer, and he was a little dazed for a while.
The calculator crackled and finally calculated a total. Ye Haoran took a look at it and took out the cash register from his backpack and gave it to the clerk.
Issue an invoice, write a receipt, and complete a transaction in just a few minutes.
"Bring it to her."
Yang Xiaoyun's face was a little rosy, not because she was shy, but because she was excited.
It's not very thick, but the style is very nice, and it doesn't smell earthy at all when paired with Yang Xiaoyun's white neck.
Diamonds have just become popular in China, but for girls like Yang Xiaoyun, diamonds are not the most suitable.
After the two of them returned home with a full load, Ye Haoran was knocked down by the excited Yang Xiaoyun as soon as he opened a bottle of Arctic soda.
A good shirt was almost torn by Yang Xiaoyun.
Ye Haoran's anger surged: How dare you rebel, the family law will take care of you!
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