She put more lemons today

Fan Qingle walked a few shelves before finding Chen Zining who was holding a white dress in a daze at the back.Seeing the mainly white one, she couldn't help but clutch the clothes she had chosen.

Perhaps, black and white is also good.

"Who were you chatting with just now? I called you several times and didn't answer." Fan Qingle naturally stretched out her hand to hold Chen Zining's, "Your hands are still so cold." She had never seen Chen Zining like a block of ice people, the four seasons are like a day, and the body temperature is not high.

"Yeah." Chen Zining lowered her eyes and looked at the hands held by the two, "Just now someone wanted to change one with me, but I didn't change it, so we chatted for a while."

Fan Qingle felt that she was not very happy, and she also knew that the so-called chat would not be very pleasant, she couldn't help but leaned down, and put her face in front of Chen Zining, "Unhappy? Little squad leader, come on, we'll have hot pot soon , Give Grandpa a smile."

Chen Zining rolled her eyes, "You are sick."

Fan Qingle couldn't hide the smile in the corner of her eyes, she clenched Chen Zining's hand tightly, "No one can take away what you want in front of me. The next time something like this happens, call me over."

"I don't read overbearing president novels in junior high school." Chen Zining said lightly, "Be normal to me."

Fan Qingle looked at her pretending not to be moved, but her ears were already red, and she felt like being teased by catkins, "Okay, I'll be normal, let's change clothes now."

"This hot pot is really troublesome to eat."

"I think it's good, and it takes a long time to enjoy."

"It's not taking online classes, let's see how long it takes."

"It's a pleasure to be with the person you like." Fan Qingle said the words from the bottom of her heart at once, feeling that she was going to suffer, and sure enough, the next moment, Chen Zining pulled her hand out.

"A person I like?" These words were tossed between Chen Zining's lips and teeth.

"Oh, I like it so much, it's not like you don't know." Fan Qingle continued, her intuition told her that there are no good answers to these questions now, especially the "don't know" answer she gave that day.

"Choose a cubicle, there should be a table for putting things in it, if you need help, you can call me." Fan Qingle happened to bring the person to a row of designed changing cubicles, and immediately let go.

"...It's as if I don't even know how to wear any clothes." Chen Zining stared blankly at the empty hand, and when Fan Qingle entered the cubicle, she seemed to calm down from the conversation just now, holding the challenge The good clothes went into the compartment next to Fan Qingle.

Who knows if this liking is just a passing taste?She can't afford to play some people's games.

Five minutes later, Chen Zining looked at the pile of fabrics in her hand, and there were a few pieces that looked like belts but didn't look like belts, and found that she really couldn't even wear clothes.Thinking of how swearing she was just now, she felt so depressed now.

The one Fan Qingle picked was simplified, and it was very convenient to wear. When she came back after going out to change into a pair of corresponding black boots, there was still no movement in Chen Zining's room.

Thinking of the suit she saw in Chen Zining's hands earlier, it looked simple, with a lot of linings inside, and people who lacked some relevant knowledge were indeed prone to problems when wearing it.She coughed lightly, and lightly knocked on Chen Zining's compartment door.

"Why?" The people inside were a little vigilant, and their pronunciation couldn't help but rise.It's like a little milk cat being stepped on the tip of its tail, fierce and cute.

Just guessing, now Fan Qingle can be sure that Chen Zining has encountered a problem, but judging from her response now, I am afraid that she is going to refuse her help.

"How long do you have? Do you need my help?"

"No need." There was a rustling sound of cloth materials coming from inside, as if the person wearing the clothes started to panic because of anger.

"Really?" Fan Qingle held back her laughter, imagining Chen Zining's current state of being almost angry from embarrassment, and felt that some people were still as cute as ever.

"You are busy with your work." The person in the cubicle threw out this sentence forcefully.

Fan Qingle didn't want to push people too hard, "Then I'll get my hair done first."

There are street signs to guide the modeling room, it is next door, and Fan Qingle will be there after walking a few steps.In order to match this strong outfit, the stylist also made it simple.

Fan Qingle looked at herself in the mirror, she really looked like a heroine, "You guys are really unique."

The stylist picked up the wooden comb to deal with the broken hair near the back of Fan Qingle's neck. Hearing this, he felt much less depressed just now, "Yes, when I first applied for the job, I didn't expect that this would be a job for a hot pot restaurant. Eating hot pot now is like taking a bath and burning incense, but there are quite a few people who come here for this."

"It seems that your boss is very business-minded." This kind of shop sells special features, and the taste of the hot pot is secondary.

"Yeah, and he's also very handsome." The stylist became interested when he said this, "According to me, our boss's appearance is one of the best in the entertainment industry. It's a pity that he doesn't come here often. On the contrary The boss's sister comes here frequently." When mentioning the boss's sister, she sighed.

Fan Qingle looked at the stylist who looked depressed in the mirror, and didn't continue to ask.Perhaps many people will continue to ask questions out of curiosity, but her interest in gossip is limited.She hoped that the stylist would talk less and move faster.It's been more than 20 minutes, someone is still fighting with clothes in the cubicle.

"Hey, it's done. Your appearance is higher than the few celebrities I've seen." The stylist looked at Fan Qingle who had finished the styling, and his eyes lit up.

"Thank you, your craftsmanship is good." Fan Qingle stood up, feeling her scalp tense, and she didn't know how much hair would be lost when the styling was removed.

"I used to specialize in this, but I just helped our boss's sister with it for a while, and she disliked it."

Seeing that the stylist was about to complain, Fan Qingle's eyelids twitched, and she preemptively said, "Everyone has their own preferences, my friend is still waiting for me, so keep busy."

"... Uh." Before the stylist had time to complain, the words were stuck in his throat, feeling depressed.

........................

"Xia Yitong, why did you go to the store again today, don't you know it's Dad's birthday today?"

The girl who changed into a pink skirt, or Xia Yitong pressed the speaker button and threw the phone aside, and the stylist behind her was carefully applying makeup and hair.

Who doesn't know how much the boss dotes on his younger sister, even this eldest lady has a weird temper, and every time she comes here, a group of people will be "wounded".Thinking in this way, the stylist dared not be distracted, for fear that his hands would offend the young lady if they moved too hard.

"Yeah, I know, bro, the signal doesn't seem good." Xia Yitong looked at herself in the mirror and frowned. If she didn't see that suit, she thought it was okay, but now the more she looks at it, the more uncomfortable she feels .

"You are in my store, where is the signal not good, don't make excuses for me. Do you have time to have some class reunions, and you don't go home to see Dad? I usually go out to play, and I don't tell you about your brother." What are you doing today?"

The stylist was affected by the boss's loud voice, and his men stepped up.

Xia Yitong felt a pain in her scalp, and lowered her voice, "You didn't eat just now, but now you are full. Do you not want this job anymore?"

"No, no, I was wrong." The stylist quickly apologized.

It's not that there was no movement on the other end of the phone, but they were still chasing the previous question, "Xia Yitong, if you don't give me a reason today, be careful that I will stop your card!"

"Okay, brother." Xia Yitong gave the stylist a warning look, and kissed her red lips in front of the mirror, "Brother, didn't you say that I like to play? Then I'm here today to settle down and think about lifelong events."

"What? Who are you talking to!"

"Let's talk." Xia Yitong hung up the phone directly, and said to the stylist behind him, "Hurry up."

"Mmm, good." The stylist quickly cheered up, and couldn't help complaining in her heart that she shouldn't have appeared so unluckily today. When a colleague was scolded by the young lady, she volunteered to take up the drudgery.

........................

When Fan Qingle returned to the changing room, Chen Zining was almost dressed, and just opened the door.

Fan Qingle raised her eyelids, not letting go of every detail of Chen Zining's body.It is estimated that they have changed back and forth, except that the hair is a bit messy, and the clothes are also a little wrinkled.But it doesn't hurt, her little squad leader is still good-looking.

"I've changed it." Chen Zining adjusted her belt uncomfortably.

Fan Qingle stepped forward, reaching out to help her waist down, Chen Zining seemed to be wrapped in her arms.

Chen Zining, "..." Her face was a little hot, she could smell the faint scent of perfume on Fan Qingle's body, as well as the smell of gel water that fixed her hairstyle.

"Okay." Fan Qingle looked at the bow tie on herself without changing her expression. In fact, she almost had to put on her wristbands just now to see how thin her waist is.Some common sense tells her that being too thin is not a good thing. Thinking of this, Fan Qingle lowered her hand and grabbed Chen Zining's slender wrist.

The wrist is also very thin, as if it has no flesh, it looks good, but holding it is a bit...distressing.

"I'm treating you today, so eat more."

Chen Zining glanced at her, "Ang." Wearing this outfit, she really didn't have much appetite.Just now Fan Qingle tightened her waist a bit, eat more, she is afraid that she will be strangled and out of breath.

"What do you mean by Ang." Fan Qingle reached out and rubbed Chen Zining's head, and now the chaos was added, "You can't say a few more words in a day."

"I want to do my hair too?" Chen Zining looked at Fan Qingle's rather heroic ponytail, and the palm of the hand held by Fan Qingle felt a little hot.When I was young, it seemed that friends of the same sex or the opposite sex liked to fiddle with their friends' ponytails.she now...

"Well, I took you to do it, and it's all included in the bill, so don't get it wrong." Fan Qingle nodded, thinking that Chen Zining thought it was troublesome, "I'll go with you."

"Yeah." Chen Zining looked at Fan Qingle, took advantage of her not paying attention, and took a step behind her, quietly tiptoed and stretched out her hand to touch the "tip of the horse's tail".

Well, it's very smooth, the kind that can be photographed in shampoo commercials.