Fall in love with kissing you

With that, he seemed to have a trace of disgust. He looked at the pink dress and added, "Tory is a pervert pink."

“……”

Ning Yan'er listened to the woman's sudden mention of Tory, and felt that she was a little confused. With a cold hum in his nose, he took the long skirt and walked quickly to Yan Siyuan, who was already sitting on one side of the seat and turning over his mobile phone.

"Si Yuan, do you think I look good in this?" Ning Yan'er compared the long skirt with her and asked aloud.

Yan Si didn't lift his head, but he gave a light, perfunctory look.

Ning Yan'er was a little unwilling. She bent down and took advantage of his carelessness to take away the mobile phone in his hand. Yan Siyuan suddenly raised his head, and a pair of deep eyebrows and eyes immediately hit her heart.

He looked a little flustered. Ning Yan'er grinned, chatted and slowed down her voice and said, "Siyuan, just look at it carefully once, isn't it good?" she tried to pass her clothes to Yan Siyuan and looked forward to what he said.

"Ning Yan'er, just be happy when you buy it yourself." Yan Siyuan glanced at her quickly, his eyes fell on the mobile phone in her right hand, and looked at her again, suggesting that she would return the mobile phone.

"Oh." Ning Yan'er frowned and gave him his cell phone back.

What do you mean she's happy to buy it herself?

Didn't she come here to ask him to accompany her more? Don't you buy such beautiful clothes just for the most beautiful she he can see all the time?

If he doesn't like it, why does she dress up so hard?

Ning Yan'er was very dissatisfied with Yan Siyuan's answer, but she didn't dare to say anything, but she endured it. She rubbed her fingers on her clothes. The texture of embroidered water patterns made her feel a little trance. Finally, she calmed down, looked up and took her clothes to the dressing room not far away.

When Ning Yan'er entered the dressing room, the black woman put her hands around her chest and walked towards Yan Siyuan with a gossip face. "I bet you."

Hearing the speech, Yan Siyuan glanced in the direction she looked at and narrowed his eyes. On the contrary, there was a trace of interest. "Don't gamble, I believe your eyes, Stacy." then he lowered his head and looked at the documents on his mobile phone.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Why did you suddenly come here?" Stacy sat down directly beside Yan Siyuan and stroked his clean short hair.

"It's like you've been here all the time." Yan Siyuan pursed his lips and looked at Stacy with an eyebrow. As a well-known neutral style women's designer in the world, in addition to the closed design at a specific time, he spends more time drifting around and rarely stays for a long time.

It is rare to stay in the dream wardrobe.

Stacy nodded, smiled angrily and said, "Hey, don't expose it." just as her voice fell, when she wanted to say something more, she only heard a crisp sound of high-heeled shoes colliding with the ceramic tile floor.

Da... Da... Da.

A pair of bright silver high-heeled shoes stopped in front of her, with the tip of the shoe facing far away from Yan Si.

"Si Yuan, is it so beautiful?" the sweet voice sounded. Ning Yan'er's hands naturally fell on both sides of her body. The light pink skirt tightly wrapped her slender legs and just covered her knees. The upper part of the body is with the neckline flat open to the arm, revealing a large area of white, lining the clavicle more delicate and beautiful.

You can't pick it wrong, but you can't wear it.

Yan Siyuan thought and said casually that whether she looked good or not had nothing to do with him.

Ning Yan'er stepped forward, looked suspiciously at Stacy sitting next to Yan Siyuan, and frowned. It was obvious that she was not satisfied with her sitting position. Quietly staring at Stacy, she said, "excuse me, is it convenient to sit next to me?" she nodded slightly, showing her arrogant attitude.

Stacy looked at Ning Yan'er and Yan Siyuan, who was indifferent, and roughly understood the relationship between the two. As soon as she came up, she didn't like her. Why let her? "No."

Two words, the refusal is quite decisive and direct.

Ning Yan'er's face changed slightly when she heard her answer.

Then I heard Stacy explain leisurely: "this lady, the fabric of your clothes is not suitable for sitting, and it is easy to wrinkle."

But the explanation she gave made Ning Yan'er unable to refute, just like being blocked in her throat by a foreign body. Ning Yan'er was angry, but she had to take into account Yan Siyuan, for fear that he would leave a bad impression when he saw his appearance. She paused and said angrily, "what's the matter? I'll buy this skirt in a minute."

"Oh, that's OK. Please pay first and then take a seat." Stacy felt that the excitement was not enough, and Shengsheng made up another knife. She shook her legs and was in a very good mood. Seeing Ning Yan'er in a hurry, she got up and patted Yan Siyuan on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I'll go first." then she put her hands in her bag and walked leisurely towards the door of the building.

Ning Yan'er's surprised expression was left.

That woman knows Yan Siyuan? You seem to have a good relationship with him?

And she didn't know it at all.

Ning Yan'er stared at Stacy's figure and gradually walked away. She turned back and asked Yan Siyuan, "Siyuan, you..."

"It's a friend." Yan Siyuan said. He looked at Ning Yan'er and asked, "when will my father arrive?"

Father, father, father! Why is this problem again? Can't he just stay with her for a while?

Ning Yan'er was a little unhappy. She bit her lip tightly and looked at Yan Siyuan. "Uncle Yan won't come."

"Uncle Yan wanted you to accompany me to relax. I was afraid you wouldn't come, so I made such a bad decision." Ning Yan'er told Yan Siyuan all the truth, while observing his look.

Sure enough, when Yan Siyuan learned that it was Yan Zhenbang's intention to do so just to let him accompany Ning Yaner to relax, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly again.

"Si Yuan, don't you want to accompany me?" Ning Yan'er took a deep breath and asked the question she had always wanted to ask in her heart.

Yan Siyuan raised his eyes and looked at her eyes. The fog had gradually risen in her eyes. Somehow, he was still a little soft hearted. If you say no directly, I'm afraid, maybe she will cry directly. Yan Siyuan sighed lightly. He swallowed the words he had left in his mouth and said, "No."

No reluctance?

Ning Yan'er was vaguely happy when she heard Yan Siyuan's answer. Just, why is he still unhappy? Is there any other reason?