Shopping with Lin Weiwei was really very comfortable. Wang Yan did not need to bring his brain with him at all.
What was the use of brains?
Just bring a bank card!
A few sets of clothes cost Wang Yan 70,000 yuan, but the effect was really amazing.
Wang Yan wasn't brave enough to wear the slutty pink with the pale green. Currently, he was wearing the ultra-light and casual style of the Prada.
There was no logo, no floral decorations, and the style was simple to the extreme. But the fabric and tailoring were excellent.
The simple and refreshing style made Wang Yan look especially youthful.
In the Burberry shop, while Lin Weiwei was picking clothes, Wang Yan quietly moved to a sales lady and asked, "Miss, what size of underwear do you think I should wear?"
The salesgirl, who had a face value of almost 80 points, was dumbfounded.
The size of your underwear... how would I know?
Your girlfriend is over there; why are you asking me? !
Damned hooligan!
Her first reaction was to give him a dressing down, but after another look at Wang Yan, she found him quite handsome!
His Prada was not classic, but simple and clean, making him look youthful and fresh.
Then, she looked at the handbags on the sofa next to the handsome guy. They were all top-tier brands.
Wow!
He was actually a rich second generation!
The rich second generation came over to strike up a conversation with her. Could it be that he had fallen in love with me at first sight?
Yes, it must be so!
Otherwise, why would he ask such a question sneakily behind his girlfriend's back?
A'Qing, oh, A'Qing, you are indeed beautiful!
The salesgirl named A'Qing was starry-eyed in an instant, and a blush of shyness rose to her cheeks. She clasped her hands behind her back and replied shyly and eagerly, "Do you want me to find it out for you?"
Ah? !
Now it was Wang Yan's turn to be dumbfounded.
How, how can you find it out for me? !
Sis, just tell me the standard sizes of the underwear in your shop, okay?
What were you talking about?
Just as he was about to reject the girl's unreasonable request, Lin Weiwei appeared like a ghost and sneered.
"Yo, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing..."
Wang Yan felt embarrassed and quickly clarified, "I just want to buy a few pairs of underpants..."
Lin Weiwei glanced at A'Qing with eyes filled with swords and cold light.
Realizing that this girl's looks did not seem to pose any threat to her, she finally snorted.
"The Burberry underwear is quite ordinary, and the price is extremely high. Go buy the Derek Rose; there's one upstairs!"
"Okay."
Wang Yan obediently replied.
Big Sister, whatever you say!
A'Qing looked at the haughty Lin Weiwei and her eyes turned red with anger.
Not only did she mess up my scheme, she even dared to say that clothes in my shop were not good; she ruined my performance!
However, she couldn't do anything about it. She could only watch the youth walk out of the shop with regret in her heart.
A'Qing, A'Qing, you still have to wait!
...
After leaving the shop, the more Lin Weiwei thought about it, the more she found it funny. She couldn't help but tease Wang Yan, "Well, you're usually pretty capable, huh? Why did you have to buy underwear in such a secretive manner? How silly!"
"Pingzhi, that's something that you'll never understand..."
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Wang Yan sighed feelingly.
Lin Weiwei understood this time. After all, she had watched the TV series and knew what Pingzhi was like.
She gritted her teeth.
"It's really tiring to chat with you! Hurry up and buy your underwear. After you're done, we'll go and eat!"
Since his intention had been exposed, Wang Yan decided to shed his shyness. He followed her to the Derek Rose.
This was a British pajamas brand, not the guy from the NBA. It was claimed to be the most luxurious pajamas brand in the world, but the prices were only about the same as those of the luxury brands like Burberry -- sometimes even lower.
However, this company was a professional pajamas maker. The men's underwear was excellent, and they used high-quality ultra-fine cotton and silk fabrics in their products.
As for ultra-fine cotton, Wang Yan had just seen Kiton's top-grade fabric, which had more than 200 thread count, even better than the quality of the Derrick Rose's, so he was perturbed.
Glancing at the prices casually, he found the basic model was about 500-800 yuan and bought 10 pairs underwear of ultra-fine cotton and silk fabric each. It only cost a little over 12,000 yuan.
Overall, it was indeed cheaper than Burberry, and the quality was yet to be tested. However, it was said that the skin-friendly feeling of this brand was among the top three in the same category, and the moisture absorption and quick drying characteristics were even more outstanding.
This brand was not as well-known as Burberry, but it was better received by the high-end consumer groups. They were the must-have underpants for men who pursued the quality of life.
The actor who played Bond 007 was a die-hard fan of this brand.
After buying 20 pairs of underpants, Wang Yan's mood became even more cheerful, and he felt like he had become a new person.
I once thought CK, which cost 183 yuan for each pair, was a lover's hand. Now it is demoted to the level of a pipe wrench worker. Bye Bye!
CK: (╯□′)╯
Outside the door, Lin Weiwei was taking stock of her gains on the lounge chair. Without even raising her head, she casually asked, "Have you got everything?"
Wang Yan silently counted. Shoes, pants, t-shirt, thin coat, underwear, socks, everything. He had bought all the clothes he needed.
So he nodded. "More or less. There's no rush for autumn clothes. Let's call it a day."
Lin Weiwei nodded as well. "Buy them in September. You'll have to come to the capital anyway."
"Let's go. Let's go downstairs and put the things in the car."
Lin Weiwei started to tease him again. "Why don't we go to the Burberry shop again to buy something and ask the salesgirl to take the things to the parking lot for us? You can also leave her a phone number or something."
Wang Yan glanced at her disdainfully. "Can you stop talking like a housewife? Even my San Wan isn't so bossy!"
Hearing his joking rebuke, Lin Weiwei was shocked.
That's right! Who am I?
I went too far.
Actually, it was no big deal.
And it wasn't her position to say that to him.
No Men and women could have buddies of the opposite gender after they got marriage. It's true Before they got married, they might have many friends of the opposite gender. After all, they were young.
However, as their identities changed, their mentality would gradually change. Naturally, they would have worries that they didn't have before.
In fact, Wang Yan was still a youth who looked naughty but didn't have any bad intentions.
However, Lin Weiwei couldn't clearly identify the boundaries of the complicated emotions in her heart.
Appreciation, gratitude, curiosity, worship, care, blessings... all of them were intertwined together. Who could determine what this thing was?
At the thought of this, she suddenly felt dispirited and no longer had the mood to continue shopping.
"Then let's go back?"
"Aren't you hungry?"
Wang Yan raised his head in puzzlement.
Lin Weiwei's expression was the same as usual. She smiled and said, "Let's go back to school to eat. People are waiting... But we can bring something back."
After thinking for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up. "Come, follow me! There's a FAU-CHON supermarket here. The food is super delicious!"
Wang Yan also planned to go to the supermarket, so he asked casually, "Are there imported snacks?"
"That's a French food supermarket. There are many delicious things that you've never seen before! Eh? Wait, why are you asking about snacks? We can't even eat snacks."
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously. "It's a secret."
He looked like he deserved a beating.
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