Urban Fashion Cultivation

Fan Zhilan walked towards the gate of the villa.

A middle-aged man in a dark blue uniform suddenly rushed out of a small room and stopped Fan Zhilan, "Young master, you can't go out, please go back to your room, don't embarrass us who are working for others. "

This person put the accent on the word "Little Young Master", and the ending sound was protracted. Some of them were playful and careless, but they could only be understood. In short, if Fan Zhilan was really Young Master, if he dared to speak like that, someone would have called him a long time ago. Get out of bed.

Hao Yingjun explained to Fan Zhilan in a low voice: "This guy is the security guard in charge of watching you. Do you see that suit? He's quite handsome!"

Although Fan Zhilan thought it looked strange, and felt that the crisp fabric must be very uncomfortable to wear, but after a closer look, she still felt that the clothes made people look energetic, and the big belly of the 'security guard' was not very conspicuous.This is the first time for him to see a real man face to face, and he looked up and down three times carefully, feeling very disappointed, this is too ugly!Small naked eyes, rosacea nose, thick back, really hurt the eyes.

Seeing the new fake young master staring straight at him, the security guard inexplicably felt a little hairy all over his body. Then the young master finished looking at him, and turned back with a look of disappointment. He breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was a little furious, idiot, you are so disappointed!You're so handsome, you little boy!Grandpa is a real man!

Because the big boss will come to inspect soon, he really doesn't want to offend the male protagonist, so the security can only spit secretly, slamming the door and going back to the room full of depression.

However, the counterfeit they found looks so good?And this kind of good looks is too exaggerated, right?The security guard shook his head, why can't he remember?

Fan Zhilan, who had gone far away, was complaining to Hao Yingjun: "What kind of place did you bring me to? It doesn't matter if I don't have enough aura, why do people here look so ugly? Do I want to die alone? Forget it I'd rather die alone!"

Hao Yingjun hurriedly explained, "Accident, really, it was pure accident! You haven't seen those good-looking ones, and Fan Fan, you can't compare your mother, who is as stunning as she is in the world of comprehension. , If the standard is set too high, you will have no friends! Also, the beauty of a man is different from that of a woman. When you meet more people, you will appreciate it. Don't worry, ah, calm down."

So very soon, Fan Zhilan was taken care of by Hao Yingjun.

Hao Yingjun secretly sighed with a vicissitudes of life, whose education method is wrong!Fairy Kongmeng, that caring woman, devoted herself to nurturing her 'daughter', and after she came, she brainwashed Fan Zhilan in the way of an iron-blooded real man, a domineering black-bellied man, and the finished product really made people want to go crazy tears……

He has a standard pair of phoenix eyes, tall and long legs, and looks so cool, but in fact, he is like a tsundere Persian cat without strings, what can he do if he doesn't take care of himself!

Thinking of this, Hao Yingjun felt that no matter how little aura there is in this world, no matter how frustrating people are, coming here is definitely a wise choice.It's safe anyway!No matter what happens, at least I can protect him, if in the original world where gold cores are everywhere and foundation building is not as good as a dog, a guy like Fan Zhilan who has a skin will be swallowed alive sooner or later.

Hao Yingjun felt that he had really broken his old heart and was so tired that he couldn't love anymore.

The Filipino maid knocked on the door and came in to deliver some snacks. Fan Zhilan had no idea that Hao Yingjun was secretly complaining about herself. He sat down on the wicker chair unfathomably, and said, "Come in."

During the training of the Filipino maid, she should have memorized a few simple vocabulary. She came in with her fat butt twisted, and placed a tray for Fan Zhilan on the glass coffee table, with a plate of cheesecake and a cup of British black tea inside.

[Master, take your time], the Filipino maid has gone out.

Fan Zhilan picked up some cheesecake with a small fork and put it in his mouth. He put it down soon, and sighed again: "It's fine if you don't have aura, and the craftsmanship is not very good. It doesn't have any fragrance." The cup of black tea he just After smelling it, I didn't even have any interest in trying it.

Hao Yingjun comforted him calmly, "That's just a rough-handed maid. Naturally, her skill level is no match for yours or your mother's. Just bear with it. In a few days, it will be a big deal and you can do it yourself."

Fairy Kongmeng is good at cooking. At first it was to please men. Later, it was purely to please herself. With such a mother, Fan Zhilan naturally had to practice good cooking skills. Their immortal cultivators have aura Hands, everything is convenient and excellent. After Hao Yingjun appeared, he also pulled out various gourmet recipes from other worlds from his own database. He can also make cheesecake and so on, and the ones he makes are smooth, sweet and tender, so naturally he doesn't like this level.

"Forget it," Fan Zhilan waved her hands generously, frowned lightly, and said coquettishly, "Do we have to wait here? We don't even give up the door, it's so boring. Hao Yingjun, aren't you Don't you like the owner of this house? Why do you want to stay?"

Come, come!Hao Yingjun burst into tears. In fact, he has accepted his fate. After nearly ten years of breaking up, Fan Zhilan did not lose his little girl status. Tsundere, but his behavior is very normal, with a cool handsome face, he can bluff people, but from time to time, he will act as if he has a disease, don't be so natural about being coquettish and angry!

Hao Yingjun knew desperately that his aesthetics had probably been distorted by his psychic host, and he felt more and more that even if Fan Zhilan was coquettish or something, there was something special about it that would make it numb. The sour and refreshing feeling, also, maybe this is nothing in the eyes of others?Hehehehe sure... right?

Poor Hao Yingjun is so messy, and by the way, he gave Fan Zhilan an in-depth knowledge of the world that requires an ID card, "Although it's boring, that couple is not a good person, but just bear with it for two days, and wait for that scumbag to look at you." , I guess I will take you out, and then you will have your identity, and you can drink spicy food with the popular ones. If you want to leave, after you understand the world clearly, you can leave in a leisurely way at any time, because I hate This family, we have to stay here to eat and drink for free, this can be regarded as robbing the rich and helping the poor!"

Fan Zhilan nodded receptively. He was lying sideways on the bed, with his slender right hand supporting his right cheek. The jade blue silk robe was like a blooming flower, spread on the white sheet, and the bamboo shadows embroidered with the same color on it were reflected in the room light. It is looming, and there are blue silks running smoothly through the fingers like daisy, how luxurious and luxurious, how dusty and dusty, Hao Yingjun has been with Fan Zhilan for almost ten years, and he will still be often given by him Be amazed, and after you wake up, you will be all kinds of annoyances, idiots who don't remember to eat but not hit, you can have some snacks!

So after a few seconds of eerie silence, Hao Yingjun coughed twice, tiptoed to find the remote control to turn on the wall-mounted TV, tuned to a channel that was broadcasting an idol drama, and asked Fan Zhilan to watch it for a while, and then made a faithful suggestion Said: "No, Fan Fan, look at the clothes and hairstyles here, we have to do as the Romans do, don't we? The clothes you are wearing now, no one talks about you at home, and when you go out, others will think you are crazy, we are a man. , come on, let me cut your hair? I'll teach you how to wear the clothes here, okay?"

"Manly man" is Hao Yingjun's trump card when facing Fan Zhilan. He has tried everything, but it doesn't work this time. What Fan Zhilan means is that it is okay to change clothes, but absolutely not to cut hair!

In fact, from Hao Yingjun's point of view, it is not willing to let this black, smooth and shiny hair disappear like this. Seeing that Fan Zhilan disagreed with life and death, he pushed it halfway. Anyway, no one stipulates that men can't have long hair. It's not uncommon for artists to come up with any kind of hairstyle, not to mention that their Fan Fan is so good-looking, even a bald man can hold it!Just change your clothes and don't scare anyone who sees him into trouble.

Hao Yingjun has a deep understanding of this world. It's not that there are no ancient costumes on the street, and at worst he will be taken as a cosplayer, but Fan Zhilan's clothes are ordinary clothes?The material, the workmanship, that is, the security guard just now who has a small vision, may not be able to buy it for hundreds of thousands of dollars, it is too eye-catching.

Fan Zhilan gave Hao Yingjun some face, but he wouldn't wear those in the closet, it doesn't matter if the size is not suitable, the fabric is too bad, the workmanship is too rough, in short, in his opinion, it is not something that people wear, his bottom line is, Do it yourself, do it like the world, and at most, don't be so ostentatious.

Hao Yingjun has a lot of things to do, and he is also reluctant to let Fan Zhilan suffer a little bit. It is absolutely satisfied with such a small request.

"There is always a chance to wear those clothes of yours in the future, it would be nice to try more different styles hahahaha..."

Fan Zhilan stretched out her index finger and pushed aside Hao Yingjun who was still trying to comfort him.

Hao Yingjun sat down on the table in frustration, watching Fan Zhilan take out the fabric from the Qiankun bag, and then cut, stitched, and sewed with a speed that could almost see the ghost, and soon a silky white shirt was finished. Made it.

In the idol drama, the rich man with a proud face is attacking the grassroots heroine with his tongue. He is wearing a white shirt, casual dark blue trousers, leather shoes, and a yellow sports car next to him. Fan Zhilan is doing it like dancing Nuhong, while curiously glanced at it from time to time.Thanks to Hao Yingjun's powerful system, even though she grew up in the realm of comprehension, Fan Zhilan is not a country bumpkin. Even in his opinion, the level here is far worse than Hao Yingjun's. See how slow the sports car runs?

With just a few glances, she was able to make a shirt and trousers according to her own size. Fan Zhilan's female celebrity is really the pinnacle.The two are not made of the same fabric. The shirt is made of cloud silk, which is soft, light, and shiny. The trousers are made of jade silk, which is slightly thicker and has a more textured and drapey feel. The embroidery is only embroidered with some simple dark patterns of the same color on the unremarkable neckline and cuffs. Finally, the buttons of the shirt are all polished with white near-transparent jade, engraved with micro-carved small array symbols, which is the simplest. It took less than an hour before and after the dust removal spell, and everything was done, including a pair of briefs that Hao Yingjun described.

Fan Zhilan locked the door, took off her clothes, and prepared to try the effect.

Hao Yingjun watched Fan Zhilan put on the pure black briefs, covered his nose, and thought a little unwillingly, although Fan Fan did not shy away from himself and feasted his eyes, but it also showed that he did not want to wear it at all. Treat yourself as a human being!Fan Fan, wake up, I am also a very threatening idiot, orz...