The three stops passed quickly. Su Ran walked out of the station and called Shan Weizi, who answered immediately: "Yeah... yes... I'm here. I'm at Entrance B now. There's a lot of fur around here. Yes, it's the wet fur here, you know?"
"Wet fur?" Shan Weiziqing couldn't help but put her right leg on top of her left leg and clamped it together. "I don't know what you're talking about, but just be at the B entrance and I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Shan Weizi asked Liu Buqun and the others to wait here for a while. The temperature in Lingzhou was much lower than that in Jiangning. She pushed open the car door. Shan Weizi was holding an umbrella, wearing a light blue Hanfu and a pure white furry coat. She walked towards Entrance B in the cold wind and snow. Passing passengers couldn't help but look at the beautiful and freezing scene.
Some girls wear Hanfu out of interest. Shan Weizi wears Hanfu as her daily wear. Born into a scholarly family, she has an ancient flavor. In addition, she is beautiful and has a good temperament, and is very proficient in classical culture. These clothes are also carefully designed by her and sold in her own online store. Therefore, with all these blessings, it does not look for no reason or show, but more like a pleasing lifestyle.
She actually thought there was nothing wrong with wearing her country's traditional costumes when going shopping.
When they walked more than ten meters to the entrance of B, Shan Weizi saw Su Ran standing in front of several large PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds ghillie suits, shivering from the cold like a dog.
I thought to myself, Mr. Su’s body, oh, this man is no good.
I thought this in my heart, but didn't say it out loud. If I had said it, he would have definitely said he was very good and awesome to save face. Ha, man~
"Su Ran~"
A pleasant voice cut through the cold winter and penetrated into Su Ran's ears. She turned her head to look at the source of the sound. In the square where heavy snow was falling, a traditional Chinese style woman wearing a furry coat was standing there with an umbrella. The cold wind blew on her pretty face. Her eyes were like waves as she looked at the man named Su Ran in front of her, who was walking towards her with a smile. The hand holding the umbrella tightened inexplicably.
One step away, they stopped and looked at each other again after two months.
"You are becoming more and more beautiful."
"You are becoming more and more handsome. That's the wet fur you mentioned." Shan Weizi stretched out her slender fingers from her coat and pointed at the ghillie suit not far away. "If you had just said ghillie suit sculpture, I would have known what you meant by wet fur." She frowned slightly, with a hint of complaint.
"I thought you had never played PUBG, so you wouldn't recognize the term 'ghillie suit'. That's why I said 'wet fur' so you'd know better."
"What do you mean by I know better? You know better, okay?"
Shan Weizi clenched her fist and hit him. Seeing that he looked very cold, she took out a hot water bag from her coat under her Hanfu waist and handed it to him. "Hey, it's still warm. Warm your hands so you don't freeze to death and blame me."
"You gave it to me, aren't you cold, Miss Shan?"
"I... Miss Shan?"
Shan Weizi was a little unhappy.
It's not that I can't call her Miss Shan, but when he calls me Miss Shan, I always feel that he is deliberately keeping a distance. At the same time, I remind myself to keep a distance as well. But what's the use of shouting slogans? My grandfather knows that I "like you". It's a headache. It's all a misunderstanding.
"I'm not afraid of the cold, Mr. Su!"
You call me Miss Shan, and I call you Mr. Su.
You keep your distance and I will help you, so that you won't blame me in your heart for giving it to you for nothing.
Shan Weizi saw Su Ran staring at her again and said slowly, "Staring at a girl for more than three seconds is very disrespectful, do you understand, Mr. Su!"
Since you call me Miss Shan, of course I won’t show it to you. I have to treat you as an ordinary friend.
Girls are very sensitive and like to be serious about things. Every word they say shows that they are dissatisfied with the title.
Sword Comes
"I think your outfit looks great, especially this furry coat. It doesn't shed hair at all. Do you have a men's version? If so, I'd like to buy one from your online store."
"There are men's styles in the online store, so you don't need to go there to buy them. The weather in Lingzhou is cold, so I brought you one before I came here."
"Oh... then I should wear something that smells like Mei Changsu."
Hearing this, Shan Weizi chuckled twice. In fact, she brought the coat before, firstly, to keep Su Ran warm, and secondly, she thought Su Ran would look good in it. Then she could get a few photos of it for free and hang them in the buyer show, which would attract more people to buy it.
"It doesn't taste like Mei Changsu at all." He thought so in his heart, but said something else.
As he spoke, he looked at Su Ran standing outside the umbrella, his black down jacket covered in falling snowflakes. He took a step forward from his long legs beneath his Hanfu skirt, actively closing the gap. He held up the umbrella with his left hand, placing it between them. Su Ran was much taller, so he held the umbrella higher. With his right hand, he gently patted the snowflakes off his body as he spoke, "Mr. Su, my grandfather is aware of our misunderstanding. I can't explain it clearly. I was delayed a little to pick you up because he brought his apprentices with him. He said he wanted to see what you look like!"
The rumors became more and more true, and now both the Shan family and Lingjian Mountain knew that the "future leader" had a favorite man, and even painted a picture to express his love.
Which disciple in the sect is not curious about what the future leader’s husband looks like and what his character is like? What if he is a scumbag? What if he runs away after he thinks the future leader is a scumbag?
So, with a lot of curiosity, Lingjian Mountain came out in full force to "welcome" Su Ran.
After all, all the disciples of Lingjian Mountain know one thing: whoever gets Shan Weizi will get Lingjian Mountain.
Whoever marries Shan Weizi will own the entire sect and become the master of the mountain.
I used to think that Shan Weizi was such an outstanding woman that it would be difficult for her to fall in love with boys. Even if she did, she would be afraid of her status and would not dare to date him, because Shan Weizi was a woman who could not be a bad person, otherwise it would be a big disaster.
I just didn't expect the Warriors to actually show up.
Shan Weizi raised her head, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and she whispered softly, "Do you mind? If you mind, go back to Jiangning now. I won't embarrass you. I'll ask my grandfather to carve wood for you."
"You're here now." Su Ran reached out and took the umbrella, holding it up. "Let's go and see your grandpa."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"What am I afraid of? Does your grandpa want to eat people?"
"I don't eat people."
Shan Weizi shook her head and felt much more at ease. No matter what kind of "scandal" it was, as long as Su Ran dared to face it, girls would appreciate him.
Shan Weizi stopped talking, took a step forward, and walked side by side towards the heavy snow.
Passersby around couldn't help but feel a little envious when they saw this Chinese-style girlfriend finally pick up the person she was supposed to pick up, and stayed quietly beside him and followed him.
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