He is delusional

Chapter 7 The wrong size skirt

As soon as he entered the door, the shopping guide's eyes lit up, and he rushed to meet him, with his hands folded in front of him, and his attitude was extremely respectful: "Mr. Wei, good morning."

Yuchi nodded slightly: "Yes."

The shopping guide followed behind them: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Yuchi sat down on the sofa, raised his hand to ask Yuanya what he meant, then picked up a magazine and flipped through it.

Yuan also didn't go shopping for the styles in the store, and asked directly: "Did the ready-to-wear with starry sky theme arrive at the New York Fashion Week in early February?"

As soon as the shopping guide heard it, she knew that she was also a person who often paid attention to this aspect. Her status was either rich or expensive, and her attitude became more respectful: "I just arrived, which model do you want to try?"

"The one from Gemini." Kite also likes Xingkong very much, and has been paying attention to that dress for a long time. I asked the store manager who frequented it earlier, and said that it hasn't arrived yet. Since it arrived today, let's take it away.

The shopping guide replied: "Okay, please enter the locker room and wait a moment, I will go get it right away."

Yuan is also a little strange, it's the first time I come to this store, the shopping guide probably doesn't have her size, right?Why do you go to get the clothes without even asking?

But she didn't think much about it, and entered the dressing room. After a while, the shopping guide handed her the clothes through the crack of the door, and Yuan also chatted casually while changing: "Are the shopping guides' eyes so poisonous now? I didn't even tell me What size do you wear, you can tell by looking at my person?"

The shopping guide smiled slightly: "When Mr. Wei came to pick up the clothes, he reported the size, and we all remembered it."

Kite also made a move.

Yuchi never bought clothes for her.

She put the skirt on, and it really wasn't her size, the bust was too tight.

If you're not mistaken, Miss Bai's breasts are smaller than hers, so the clothes Yuchi took should be for her, right?

No wonder she knew there was a Chanel store here. She often came to the small treasury without noticing that there was a luxury store here. No wonder Yuchi called "Mr. Wei" as a shopping guide as soon as he entered the store.

I don't know if the dressing room is not ventilated, or the clothes are too tight, Yuan Ye felt a little out of breath, pursed her lips, took off the clothes, passed them through the door, and said flatly, "Change to a bigger size."

The shopping guide froze. Those who can work in this kind of place are all smart people. After thinking about it, I know that the clothes that Mr. Wei took before were not for this lady. "...Okay, okay."

But Yuan, who came out after changing clothes, didn't do anything to her, went straight to Yuchi, opened her hand and asked him: "How is it?"

Yuchi raised his head.

For some reason, he remembered a joke his friend had said—is it the clothes lining the face?It's a face shirt!A good-looking person wrapped in a sack is a fairy.

Kite also belongs to the category of "good-looking".

It may be because her mother is from Lingnan, her facial features have a special oriental beauty, especially her eyes, which are slender and upturned, a little less charming than peach blossom eyes, a little more charming than Danfeng eyes, no need to deliberately play with them, natural With a smile, coupled with fair skin, she has permed her long curly chestnut hair, and any movement of pulling her long hair behind her ears is full of femininity.

Yuchi closed the magazine, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said warmly: "You have always had a good eye."

Yuan also smiled slightly, and suddenly walked around the table and approached him, Yuchi watched her approaching, neither dodging nor dodging, her black eyes were unwavering, she put one hand on the back of the sofa behind him, and knelt on the sofa with one leg, He lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Smell it, does it still smell like wine?"

A few strands of her hair fell around his neck, flicking lightly with her movements, as if someone had taken a feather to tease him viciously, and even teased his sensitive spots, Yuchi's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at her eyes, which were still dark and intense, but more like the sea surface before the storm, hiding unknown turbulence and danger.

(End of this chapter)