Under One: Play as Qiao Feng at the beginning

Seeing that Feng Shayan just smiled and didn't speak, Qiao Feng got anxious and turned his face away:
"Just say you want to change it."

"Change, change, I even belong to you. It's not up to you to change clothes, as long as you don't let me go out naked."

It was the first time Feng Shayan saw Qiao Feng like this, and suddenly found that he still had such a cute side, like a child.

"Keep your voice down so everyone can hear you."

Qiao Feng quickly covered Feng Shayan's mouth, what she said was so explicit that he was a little impulsive.

"Then let's go buy clothes for you first, then go back to the Beggar Gang to have a look, and then decide what to do."

Qiao Feng just wanted Feng Shayan to quickly change into this set of clothes.

The three of them didn't have any luggage, so they didn't need to go back to the hotel room at all, they just took a taxi at the entrance of the restaurant and left.

In a women's clothing store on a commercial street, Feng Shayan stood helplessly in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Qiao Feng, who was not very interested in shopping, seemed to be a different person. He insisted on being Feng Shayan's adviser, and offered to help her choose clothes.

"Don't you think I'll look old in this suit in 50 years?"

Feng Shayan pointed at herself in the mirror and questioned Qiao Feng.

Black straight-leg trousers, paired with a maroon double-breasted jacket, only the head can be exposed, these are the clothes Qiao Feng chose for her.

In her impression, it seems that her grandma would wear it like this.

"Are you old? Not old, quite serious."

Qiao Feng didn't care about whether the clothes were old or not, he only cared about whether they were revealing enough.

"what do you think?"

Qiao Feng was afraid that his words would not be convincing, so he pulled Jia Zhengliang out again.

"Ah, ah, it's pretty good. The fashionistas in our village wear it like this, and the style is similar to this."

Jia Zhengliang nodded again and again. He couldn't say badly about the clothes chosen by the eldest brother, although he also felt that the clothes were a bit too conservative.

"The fashionista in your village? Who is it?"

Feng Shayan asked curiously, would a fashionista have this kind of vision?She seriously doubted whether Jiajia Village was not connected to the Internet.

"It's Er Niu's grandma, who is over 90. The aunts in our village say she is an old goblin, and she still dresses up at her age, but after all, the aunts and aunts all learn how to dress from her."

Jia Zhengliang honestly introduced the fashionistas in Jiajia Village.

The corner of Feng Shayan's mouth twitched, and she tried not to explode, but looked at Qiao Feng:

"You heard it too. Granny in her 90s only wears it like this. Don't you think I'm a little too far ahead now?"

"Uh"

Qiao Feng also knew that this set of clothes was really not suitable for Feng Shayan, a girl in her 20s was just dressed up as a little old lady by him, with no sense of beauty at all.

"Now you are overwhelmed by jealousy. You think that my previous clothes are too revealing, and men all over the world are peeping at me, right? I'm worried about choosing you, so why don't you find a bystander to give your opinion? "

Feng Shayan discussed with Qiao Feng patiently.

She understands that Qiao Feng is a little narrow-minded now, but it is precisely because he has himself in his heart that he is careful, so she is not angry at all, but feels very happy.

"Ok."

Qiao Feng nodded. He was indeed a little too much. At first, his goal was to dress Feng Shayan in the style of an island ninja, without showing anything except his eyes.

"Jia"

Feng Shayan subconsciously wanted to ask Jia Zhengliang to serve her as a staff officer, but she stopped talking.

Jia Zhengliang was wearing a motorcycle jacket, denim with holes in the chain, she couldn't accept the pure funeral love of the family, especially the fashionista Er Niu and his grandmother, which made Feng Shayan very suspicious of the overall aesthetics of Jiajia Village level.

"Miss, can you help me choose some suitable clothes, not so revealing."

Feng Shayan turned to the owner of the clothing store for help.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The owner of the clothing store walked back and forth in front of the hangers several times, with some clothes and pants on his arms.

"Actually, miss, you have a very good figure, but I guess you must not wear a skirt when I see what you are wearing when you come here, so I just picked some tops and pants, you can try them on."

The proprietress enthusiastically brought Feng Shayan into the fitting room, and whispered in her ear:

"You must never refer to men's opinions when buying clothes. They choose what they like to see, and they don't care whether girls are suitable or not."

Soon, Feng Shayan came out of the fitting room, with a white T-shirt on her upper body, light-colored jeans on her lower body, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet.

Dressed so purely and casually, Qiao Feng couldn't help but stare straight at him.

"Don't you like it? Then I'll change another set."

Seeing that Qiao Feng was silent, Feng Shayan turned around and went into the fitting room again.

Black T-shirt and green overalls.

White shirt and black bodybuilding pants.

Blue sweater and wide-leg jeans.

After changing several sets in a row, Qiao Feng didn't comment.

A good-looking person can look beautiful in anything, this sentence still makes sense.

The clothes that can be seen everywhere on the street are completely different when worn on Feng Shayan.

Pure, playful, cute.
"What's the matter, don't you like it?"

Seeing that Qiao Feng hadn't expressed his opinion, Feng Shayan felt a little frustrated, and considered whether she should change to another clothing store.

"No, no, it's all good, that's all, wrap it all up."

As soon as Qiao Feng opened his mouth, he made a decision directly.

He liked the few sets of clothes just now, and with a wave of his hand, he directly paid for the bill with his card.

In fact, he also figured it out, as long as the clothes are not too revealing, Feng Shayan can wear whatever she wants, and it is her right to dress and match, so there is no need for him to interfere too much.

Although I hate the way those men look at Feng Shayan, I can't really wrap her up like a rice dumpling.

"Miss, can I pack up the previous clothes for you?"

The boss was also very happy to meet such a generous customer. He didn't even talk about the price, and quickly took out a big bag to pack the tights and high-waisted boots that Feng Shayan wore when she came.

"No, throw it away, my boyfriend doesn't like it."

Feng Shayan waved her hand, admiring the new clothes in the mirror.

In fact, the new clothes are quite beautiful. If there is any style in the past, just change it out, as long as Qiao Feng likes it.

Feng Shayan thought happily.

"Huh? Throw it away?"

The boss looked at the clothes and shoes in the bag, his jaw almost dropped.

She is in the clothing business, and she can tell at a glance that this suit and these boots are both international brands, and the price is tens of thousands.

"Anyway, I won't wear it anymore, so what do I keep it for?"

Feng Shayan brushed her hair in the mirror, thinking about whether she should change her hairstyle.

"It's still early, why don't you go and cut my hair first?"

After leaving the clothing store, Feng Shayan held Qiao Feng's arm and pointed to a hairdressing salon in front of her.

"Actually, there is no need to cut it. The length is just right, just change the shape."

Qiao Feng gestured with his hands, and said seriously.

"Listen to you, let's go."

With a smile all over her face, Feng Shayan took Feng Shayan to the hairdresser.

Jia Zhengliang followed behind with big bags and small bags. There was no other way, that's what the younger brother did.