On the outside, you can choose to wear a military overcoat; you can't just prioritize style over warmth.

Facing a small shard of broken mirror, Zi Xi, unusually, applied light makeup.

She took out modern makeup tools and began to apply a retro light makeup. The girl in the mirror immediately became radiant, with her almond-shaped eyes sparkling and her lips as red as rouge.

Is it pretty?

She turned around and asked Ji Yanchen, who was buttoning his shirt behind her.

Ji Yanchen paused in his movements.

The collar of his brand-new white shirt still bore the creases from Zi Xi's ironing last night, but now it was stretched into several wrinkles by his suddenly tense muscles.

His Adam's apple bobbed a few times before he nodded blankly in a hoarse voice and said, "It looks good."

The two walked side by side on a country road.

The skirt inside Zi Xi's coat swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming lotus flower.

As they passed the old locust tree at the village entrance, several women sewing shoe soles clicked their tongues in amazement: "She's definitely a city girl, with such an air about her..."

Just as I arrived at the entrance of the photo studio in the county town, a furtive figure emerged from the alleyway.

Hearing Lin Zhiqing walk towards the photo studio, Zhou Mingyuan was clearly dressed up carefully today. His hair was slicked back and shiny, almost reflecting his image. He had two pens clipped to the pocket of his brand-new Zhongshan suit, looking just like a nouveau riche.

The most ridiculous thing was the gleaming Shanghai watch on his wrist, which he would occasionally lift up to adjust his non-existent sleeves.

"Hello, sir/madam!"

He casually blocked Zi Xi's path, smoothing his hair with his hand, his perfume making people dizzy.

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Yanchen stepped in front of him.

The two men were of similar height. Although they were wearing overcoats, Ji Yanchen's physique, honed from years of hard work, stretched his white shirts taut, and the rolled-up sleeves revealed strong, muscular arms.

Upon seeing that madman, Zhou Mingyuan unconsciously took a half step back, then forced himself to puff out his chest, deliberately waving his wristwatch in the sunlight.

"Get out of the way."

Ji Yanchen's voice was as cold as ice.

Sure enough, life can't be too smooth, otherwise God will always send some monsters to disrupt their peaceful lives.

After sighing inwardly, Zi Xi peeked out from behind her husband and looked Zhou Mingyuan up and down. Suddenly, she burst out laughing: "Comrade, you still have a price tag hanging on the back of your collar!"

"You're not very tidy, comrade. Are you wearing something the supply and marketing cooperative is selling off?"

The sound was so clear that it could be heard halfway down the street.

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Zhou Mingyuan frantically reached for the back of his collar and, sure enough, tore off a discount tag, immediately blushing furiously.

The vendor who sold him the clothes said they were brand new!

He was about to explode in anger and embarrassment when he saw Zi Xi gracefully leave, arm in arm with Ji Yanchen, leaving him only a faint scent of face cream.

Several women passing by burst out laughing.

Zhou Mingyuan's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red. He never expected that this seemingly gentle female educated youth would be so quick-witted.

As Ji Yanchen walked into the photo studio, he felt increasingly uneasy. His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he wanted to go back and punch that greasy man. But Zi Xi gently pressed his arm down: "Don't dirty your hands for such a scoundrel."

Inside the photo studio, the experienced photographer is adjusting the camera.

Taking off her coat, Zi Xi pulled Ji Yanchen to stand in front of the backdrop, which featured a hand-painted Tiananmen Square design.

The moment the flash went off, Ji Yanchen suddenly leaned in and planted a kiss on her cheek.

Zi Xi laughed out loud, and the camera captured that moment perfectly.

The photos turned out perfect, and Zi Xi dragged Ji Yan Chen to take several more beautiful group photos and solo shots.

The owner even gave us a photo album as a gift because we took a lot of photos.