Actually, for many men, accompanying their wives or girlfriends shopping isn't physically tiring, but rather mentally exhausting.
This mental exhaustion stems more from reluctance and an extreme lack of patience.
As for Yan Shao, he clearly has the energy and patience, and he is willing and enjoys accompanying her, so how could he feel tired?
"I'm not tired!" Yan Shao grabbed her hand from his shoulder, kissed it gently, and then put her hand back on her knee.
Zhu Qianying then raised her hand, pounded her aching shoulders, and twisted her neck.
"I'm exhausted!"
Yan Shaoqi found it strange. Isn't it said that women are creatures who, as long as shopping is mentioned, will become tireless like they've been injected with chicken blood?
But looking at her, she looked extremely tired from every angle.
"I'll just buy it on Taobao next time. It's convenient, quick, and doesn't take as much time."
This is a typical homebody's spending habit, which is not good!
Yan Shao frowned. If he had time, he still hoped she could come out for a walk, just to keep her company. He still had the time.
"Isn't it nice to go out for a walk? If you see something you like, you can try it on; if you don't like it, you don't buy it."
These words, which should have been spoken by the woman to persuade the man, have now been reversed.
However, he had to admit that it was quite a pleasure to see her wearing clothes of different styles.
"Oh no, I'm tired!"
Zhu Qianying remained unmoved, then bent down with a frightened expression and rubbed her sore thighs.
"I'll come again when the season changes!"
Yan Shao wasn't in a hurry to persuade her. Anyway, if he wanted to drag her out for a stroll, he didn't even need a special excuse. He could just say to her, "Ying'er, I have no clothes to wear!"
She would definitely obediently accompany him out.
"Ying'er, shouldn't you dress up a bit more often?"
She clearly has a great figure and face, and she can pull off any style, yet she always wears jeans, T-shirts, sweaters, or trench coats. It's not that she doesn't look good in these clothes, but rather, it's such a waste.
Yan Shao's wife could be a sexy beauty, so why does she always dress like a college student? It wouldn't hurt to change her style occasionally.
"As long as you're comfortable!" Zhu Qianying muttered.
She knows she has the right to do so, and when the occasion calls for it, she will dress up carefully and present her most beautiful self to others.
But in front of her family and Young Master Yan, she still prefers to show him her true self. If she can't even live comfortably in front of him, how tiring would it be for her to live?
Yan Shao was easily persuaded by her once again, "Alright, whatever makes you comfortable!"
In any case, whether she's busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, lying on the floor playing with her son in her pajamas, or casually dressed in a T-shirt and jeans like she is now, in his eyes, she is the most beautiful and elegant one.
Most importantly, she felt comfortable!
Because they had bought too many items, the driver parked the car right at the entrance, and Uncle Hai and two other servants came out to help.
When the young master Zizai heard that his mother had bought him clothes, food, and toys, he jumped and ran out, circling around Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao.
The little boy peered intently into the carriage, asking, "Mommy, what fun toys did you buy for Zizai? Is it an airplane or a cannon?"
Zhu Qianying pinched the little guy's cheek, "Airplanes and cannons? Didn't you use all the red envelopes your dad gave you the other day to buy airplanes and cannons?"
Because Zhu Qianying expressed her love on Weibo, Yan Shao generously gave everyone an extra month's salary as a bonus, and he put his own share into a red envelope for his beloved son.
Then, the young master turned around and had the driver take him to buy the airplane and cannon models he wanted, spending all the six-figure red envelope his father had given him.
Zhu Qianying still gets a little angry when she brings this up now.
The young master didn't seem to notice his mother's displeasure, blinking and nodding as he said, "Yes."
"But they've released a new model again!?"
Zhu Qianying glared at Yan Shao, as if to say, "Look how you spoil this kid!"
"I had to save up my red envelopes during Chinese New Year to buy this! It's so expensive..."
Even now, Zhu Qianying still feels the pinch of that six-figure sum.
Although, in essence, it wasn't her money, her son was only five years old, and she casually spent six figures. Once this habit of spending money like water is formed, it will be difficult to change it later.
But Yan Shao had a different idea from her. In his view, money was meant to be earned and spent. Since spending money could make his son happy, then he should spend it. It wasn't like he couldn't afford to spend it.
It's not right to let Yan Shao's son buy a cheap, knock-off remote-controlled model from a street vendor when he can afford the limited edition.
So, the two of them secretly kept the matter of Zizai's allowance and spending habits in mind, and felt that they needed to find some time to have a good talk with each other.
Although little Prince Zizai didn't get the limited edition model he wanted from his mother, he still really likes other things like clothes and toys.
The servants and bodyguards placed the large and small bags that Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao had bought in a corner of the living room. Zhu Qianying sat cross-legged on the carpet and sorted the items by person.
Little Master Zizai was also lying on the ground, his bottom sticking out, looking with great interest at the clothes and toys that Zhu Qianying had bought for him. When he saw a bag containing a pretty little dress, Zizai asked curiously, "Mommy, is this for Sister Guoguo?"
Zhu Qianying turned her head to look at the dress in his hand. "No, those are all Bai Xiaolu's. Zizai, go get a pen and stickers, write the names of the people in the dresses and stick them on."
Zizai acted as if he hadn't heard her, and suddenly stood up and ran to the terrace to call out to Xiaoluzi, who was playing with Xingxing.
"Bai Xiaolu, come and see! There are so many beautiful clothes and fun toys!"
Bai Xiaolu didn't even look up; she was still focused on grooming Xingxing's fur.
"Bai Xiaolu!"
Zizai shouted again, and the little girl finally looked up. "It's just more airplanes and cannons, isn't it? I don't want to watch!"
Zizai's playroom is filled with all sorts of military models that Zizai likes, but Bai Xiaolu has no interest in them at all.
Therefore, no matter how excited Zai Zai is right now, she remains unmoved.
"No, there are a lot of your dresses too, they're very pretty, come and see!" Zizai excitedly waved and called out.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Luzi happily led Xingxing over.
Zizai opened the balcony door, and Xingxing wagged her tail and ran into the living room like a madwoman. Seeing Zhu Qianying sitting there, she ran over and rubbed against her.
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