Someone Speaks Ill of You

The door opened.

Luo Jiajia changed her clothes and walked out of it.

Red cropped trousers, red sweater, long hair tied into a neat ponytail, revealing the slender white swan neck and ankle.

Luo Fei took a look at her outfit, gave her the phone back, and said, "Wait, I will also change my clothes."

Enter the room and close the door.

He stood in front of the shabby closet and hesitated for a while, then opened the door, and dug out the red jeans and red sweater from the bottom layer, and quickly replaced them on his body.

I took a look in the mirror and couldn't bear to look straight.

Out of the room, his face was calm.

Luo Jiajia glanced at him, walked to the door, put on his shoes, opened the door, and stood outside waiting for him.

When Luo Fei changed his shoes, she took another look at him, and said blankly: "I bought this suit for you, right?"

"Ok."

Luo Fei put on his shoes, closed the door, and stared at her.

"I have never seen you go through, doesn't it look good?"

Luo Jiajia looked indifferent.

"It looks good, I can't bear to wear it, I'm afraid it will wear out."

Luo Fei replied.

Luo Jiajia stopped talking and lowered his head downstairs.

Luo Fei followed closely, keeping an eye on her footsteps.

The traces on the stairs have long since been erased, as if nothing had happened.

But Luo Fei knew that the man named Nie Yuanguang would never give up.

They must move out of here as soon as possible.

After leaving the community, the two walked side by side on the street, attracting a lot of attention.

Luo Jiajia still put on a mask.

But the clothes of the two are too conspicuous, and Luo Jiajia's figure is very good, slender, tall and convex, even wearing the simplest cloth pants sweater, it is difficult to conceal the beauty and temperament, do not want to attract attention.

Luo Fei has been enjoying such treatment since he was ten years old, so he got used to it.

Walking across a street, Luo Fei stopped in front of a restaurant and looked at the buffet sign above: "58 for one person, I think I can eat enough, how about you?"

Luo Jiajia glanced at the price and continued to move forward, saying, "Eat noodles."

Luo Fei followed and said, "It just happened that you were ill, and I just made another 5,000 yuan. It doesn't matter if I have a good meal."

Luo Jiajia stopped, turned to look at him and said: "It's only 4,600."

Luo Fei: "..."

"Well, I admit, I took 400 packs in my pocket."

Luo Fei lowered his head to admit his mistake.

I didn't see this girl taking an inventory, how could I find it all at once?

Luo Jiajia continued: "Eat noodles."

After finishing speaking, I walked straight to a noodle restaurant in the corner, only to ask the boss for a bowl of noodles, then turned his head and looked at him and said: "You go and eat, I will eat noodles."

"Boss, let's have another bowl of noodles like her."

Luo Fei ignored her and found a place to sit down.

The boss glanced at his clothes, agreed, and went to the back kitchen.

There are only a handful of people in the noodle shop, all of whom are looking down at dinner or looking at their phones, and no one pays attention to them.

The two sat facing each other without speaking any more.

Two bowls of noodles came soon, steaming, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and looked very light.

Luo Fei lowered his head to take a bite and said, "Go shopping in a while."

Luo Jiajia lowered his head to eat the noodles, and after a while, he said: "You want to buy something?"

"Yes it is."

Luo Jiajia didn't speak any more.

Luo Fei took a peek at her, took a few more bites, and said, "I'm going to buy underwear."

Luo Jiajia said "Oh", still expressionless, apparently thinking that he was going to buy men's autumn clothes or underwear or something.

After eating the noodles, Luo Fei went to pay the bill, took her out, and walked towards the supermarket.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still decided to be a supermarket.

There are also underwear counters in supermarkets, and unlike specialty stores and shopping malls, there are salespersons who will follow you as soon as you enter, so you can choose whatever you want.

Another thing is that most of them are older women working in it, and it won't be too embarrassing to ask.

The two entered the supermarket one after another.

Luo Fei glanced back, Luo Jiajia followed behind, expressionless and silent, like a heroic bodyguard.

In order to eliminate her resistance as much as possible, Luo Fei first walked to the men's underwear area, pretending to choose for a while, and took a pair of underwear that was currently on sale for 5 yuan.

Just about to drop by to the women's underwear area, Luo Jiajia suddenly reached out from behind, took away the underwear in his hand, and hung it in the original place.

Then, she took a pair of 19.8 blue underwear from the shelf, handed it to his hand, and said, "This one is comfortable to wear."

Luo Fei glanced at the price, hesitated, looked at her and said, "Is this what you bought for me?"

Luo Jiajia let out an "um", still expressionless.

Luo Fei deliberately showed a tangled color on his face. After hesitating for a long time, Fang said: "Well then, since you bought me such an expensive pair of underwear, then I will buy you an underwear too?"

The expression was very natural, as if he had just thought of it and said it casually.

Luo Jiajia walked towards the men's autumn clothes area expressionlessly, and said, "No."

Luo Fei looked at her tall and slender back, and the ponytail swaying behind him, paused, and said: "Then you can help me choose a set of autumn clothes and long trousers, less than 30 yuan."

Luo Jiajia didn't speak, and chose carefully.

Luo Fei walked quickly to the women's underwear. Regardless of the strange gaze of an aunt who was choosing underwear, he walked directly to the area where the bra was hung and selected it carefully.

The aunt stared at him for a few moments. When he was about to leave, Luo Fei suddenly turned to look at her and said: "Auntie, I want to ask you something, how do you see the size of this bra?"

The aunt looked at him blankly.

Luo Fei thought she didn’t understand, so he hugged her hands on her chest and gestured: “It’s what model you should wear with **** and small breasts. Where can I tell the size of the bra? Biro said it’s probably a C cup breast, no , A breast slightly larger than the C cup, and that kind, how can I say it, it's better than yours... well, it's quite round, and it may develop, and..."

[Someone speaks ill of you in my heart, points +200]

Luo Fei: "..."

"Little pervert!"

The aunt gritted her teeth and screamed, clutching her drooping chest, and hurriedly fled.

Luo Fei opened his mouth and swallowed the rest of the words. When he was about to turn his head to look for someone else to inquire, he suddenly found that Luo Jiajia did not know when he was standing behind him.

The air suddenly solidified.

Frozen for a few seconds, Luo Fei explained embarrassingly: "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I want to wear it, I don't have that hobby."

Luo Jiajia stared at him for more than ten seconds, stuffed the two selected sets of autumn clothes and long trousers into his hands, turned and prepared to leave, no other emotions could be seen on his face.

Luo Fei grabbed her and said, "Choose one."

Luo Jiajia turned his head and looked at him, with a hint of chill in his indifferent eyes.

Luo Fei bravely stared at her and said: "Choose a piece of underwear, otherwise, I won't buy **** and autumn clothes and long trousers."

"up to you."

Luo Jiajia was still ready to leave.

Luo Fei clutched her wrist tightly, looking at her firmly and stubbornly.

The two looked at each other for a full minute, Luo Jiajiafang retracted his gaze and looked at the shelf.

After just a glance, she walked over and took a special 9.9 underwear, held it in her hand, and placed it in front of her body.

"Doesn't it look at the size?"

Luo Fei asked.

Luo Jiajia did not speak, ready to leave.

Luo Fei grabbed her again and pleaded: "Change the color."

Luo Jiajia paused, turned his head, and looked at him with some weird eyes.

Luo Fei bit his scalp and said, "This color doesn't look good."

With that, he took it directly from her hand.

Luo Jiajia was taken aback for a moment, took a thoughtful look at his clothes, then looked down at his clothes, paused, and looked at him again: "It's not white, right?"

Luo Fei put the red bra in his hand back to its original place, without answering, said: "Choose another color."

Luo Jiajia stared at him for a few seconds, stopped talking, and took another light blue one, which was still 9.9.

The two left the supermarket and walked side by side on the dark street.

Neon flashes all around, traffic is like a shuttle, and the sidewalk is covered with a layer of withered leaves.

The wind blew, and it was a bit cool.

"You knew it a long time ago?"

"Ok."

"Do you hate me?"

"Dislike, dislike you always wearing old clothes, dislike your underwear for a few years without changing, dislike you not even a skirt, dislike you not wearing beautifully like other girls, dislike you never wearing makeup. I don’t even have lipstick. I hate you and never cut your hair. I cut it myself every time or let me cut it for you. I hate your shoes and wash them over and over again. If you don’t wash them, you have to wear them. I hate you...too much. Too much, I can’t finish talking in a day."

"I despise you too."

"Ok?"

"You have become verbose."

"...Does that mean to block me?"

"Ok."

"..."