Chapter 132: Change of Shotgun.

Shopping with Lin Weiwei was by no means worrisome, even more, Wang Yan didn't need a brain to think about it. Why did he need to use the brain?

He just needed to bring the card. Brushing and brushing all the way, a few sets of clothes would kill 70,000 Yuan to Wang Yan, but the effect of putting it up was really good.

He didn't feel embarrassed to wear the suit of Sao Fan with the miserable green suit. He was currently wearing an ultra-light casual style at the Prada family. No logo, no flower decoration, simple style to the extreme, supported by fabric and cutting. Simple and refreshing, he looked particularly juvenile, green like a pomegranate.

When swaying to Burberry's house, while Lin Weiwei was picking up clothes, Wang Yan quietly touched the front of another closet and asked the salesperson standing there: "Beauty, like your underwear, what size should I wear?"

The woman seller with a face value of almost 80 points was dumbfounded.

"What size do you wear... It depends on what...how would I know?... Your girlfriend is over there, why asking an old lady like me?"

Stinking rogue!

The woman seller's first reaction was to scold her mother, but after a closer look at Wang Yan: "Wow, a bit handsome!... Prada is not classic, simple, and clean, full of youthfulness, freshness and tenderness."

Looking at the stack of handbags that the little handsome guy was laying on the sofa next to him, they were all top brands.

'Wow! He is still a rich second generation!'

'The rich second generation came to strike up a conversation, could it be to the old lady, uh, to this lady... love at first sight?... Well, it should be so!... Otherwise, why would the little milk dog carry his girlfriend on his back and asked this kind of question sneakily?'

'Ah Qing, Ah Qing, you really are the most beautiful!'

The woman seller Ah Qing's eyes flashed with gold stars instantly, a shy rosy came to her cheeks quietly, her hands clasped tightly behind her back, coy, she eagerly replied: "Or let me confirm it for you?"

"Huh?" Now it was Wang Yan's turn to be stunned: "What? How do you confirm it?"

"Sister, just say what the standard size of the shop is, which I can get it. What are you talking about with me?"

Just about to strictly reject the other party's unreasonable request, Lin Weiwei appeared behind her ghostly and sneered.

"Yeah, what are you talking about?"

"No..."

Wang Yan had called this a grievance. Ah Qing had to be embarrassed and had quickly clarified: "Doesn't he want to buy a few underpants..."

Lin Weiwei glanced at Ah Qing. Swords and swords crisscrossed in the eyes, cold light overflowed. Finding that the girl's appearance did not seem to be able to pose any threat to herself, she finally gave a cold snort: "Burberry's underwear is pretty average, the price is still very expensive, go buy Derek Rose, and there is one on the upstairs of the mall!"

Wang Yan answered obediently: "Okay."

"Sister, what you say is really what you say?"

Ah Qing looked at Lin Weiwei arrogantly; her eyes were red with anger because Lin Weiwei had not only disturbed her situation but also dare to say her clothes are not good and ruin the performance!

However, she couldn't do anything, so she silently watched the little milk dog walk out of the store, choking silently at the excellent back: 'Ah Qing, Ah Qing, you have to wait!'

…After going out, Lin Weiwei wanted to feel funny more and couldn't help but molested Wang Yan: "Oh, I'm pretty capable? How come you have to carry someone on your back when buying underwear? Bear-like!".

Wang Yan sighed earnestly: "Lin Weiwei, there are some problems you don't understand..."

Lin Weiwei understood this time. After all, she was someone who had watched the TV series Xiaoao Jianghu and knew what happened to Pingzhi, gritting her teeth with hatred: "I'm really tired of chatting with you! Hurry up and buy your underwear and let's go to eat after you buy it!"

Now that it has been revealed, Wang Yan was no longer uncomfortable and follows her instructions to Derek Rose. This was a British pajamas brand, not the Windy Rose from the NBA. It claimed to be the most luxurious pajamas in the world, but in fact, the price was only about the same as Burberry and other luxury brands-occasionally even lower. But after all, this company specializes in making pajamas. Men's underwear was well-made, using high-quality ultra-fine cotton and silk fabrics.

In terms of ultra-fine cotton, after all, Wang Yan had just seen Kiton's top fabrics. The delicate touch of more than 200 pieces was actually better than the quality of Derek's, so he was very calm and just glanced at the price, the minimalist models range from 500 - 800, and the ultra-fine cotton and silk come in 10 each, which only cost a little over 12,000 Yuan.

On the whole, it was indeed cheaper than Burberry, but the quality was not easy to say for the time being, but it was said that the skin-friendly feel was among the top three in its class, and the moisture absorption and quick-drying characteristics were even better. This was the so-called buns that have meat and were not on the pleats. The brand was not as bluffing as Burberry, but it was more recognized by high-end consumer groups. It was a must-have for men who pursue the quality of life. The actor of 007 Bond was the diehard of this brand.

Packing away 20 pairs of pants, Wang Yan's mood was getting happier, and he felt like changing shotguns.

CK, 183 CK, I thought it was a lover's CK, now he was demoted to a pipe clamp worker, bye!

CK: (╯‵□′) ╯︵┴─┴

Outside the door, Lin Weiwei was counting her gains on the lounge chair, without raising her head, she asked casually: "You have almost everything together?"

Wang Yan denominated silently, shoes and pants, T-shirts, light jackets, underwear, socks, everything, the clothes were completely bought, so nodded: "Almost, autumn clothes are not in a hurry, so let's don't do it today."

Lin Weiwei nodded: "Buy again in September, anyway, you have to go to the Imperial Capital." "Let's go, let's go downstairs and leave things in the car.".

Lin Weiwei started looking for trouble again: "Otherwise, let's go to Burberry to buy something so that the woman seller can send it to us in the garage? You can leave a phone number or something." Wang Yan glanced at her disdainfully: "Can you talk like a housekeeper? My sister 30,000 haven't started to beat me!"

Lin Weiwei was shocked by the speaker's carelessness and the listener's intention. Yes indeed! What is her identity?

I've been joking... To talk about the matter itself is actually nothing. What's her identity?

There are iron buddies between men and women. There is no one after marriage, and they are everywhere before marriage. Who did not have two normal friends of the opposite sex when they are young?

It's just that with the change of status, the mood will gradually be different, and naturally, there will be concerns that they did not have.

In fact, Wang Yan was still the dog who looks like Pi Lang but did not have any bad thoughts. But Lin Weiwei asked herself but was no longer able to clearly identify the boundaries of the complex emotions in her heart. Appreciation, gratitude, curiosity, worship, care, and blessing... were all intertwined, who could be sure what this thing was?

When she thought of this, she suddenly felt dull, and no longer had the thought of going shopping.

"Then let's withdraw?"

"Aren't you hungry?"

Wang Yan looked up in confusion.

Lin Weiwei looked as usual and smiled: "I will go back to school to eat, and so many people are waiting for me...but we can take something back with us."

After thinking about it, her eyes suddenly brightened: "Come, follow me! There is an FAU-CHON supermarket here, and the food is super delicious!"

Wang Yan also just wanted to go to the supermarket, and asked casually, "Are there any imported snacks for sale?

"That's a French food supermarket. There are so many delicious things that you can't think of! Huh? Wait, why are you asking about snacks? We can't even eat snacks."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously: "Secret."

He looked particularly awkward.