Chapter Seventeen Sunscreen Clothing
Jiang You came out with a can of cola and saw Xia Yan waiting on the side. He quickly ran over and put the cola on the cashier's counter.
The cashier looked at her with her bright, lively eyes, gave her a knowing, ambiguous smile, and then lowered her gaze to scan the cola with the machine.
she:"???"
Strangely enough, before she could think about it further, Xia Yan finished paying the bill, grabbed her wrist with his large hand, and then moved it down, interlocking their fingers, and led her out.
After leaving the fresh produce section, Xia Yan led her to the entrance of a women's clothing store.
The English logo above the door is meticulously inlaid with tiny diamonds, and when illuminated, it resembles a dazzling galaxy breaking through the night sky at dawn.
Jiang You didn't recognize the brand, but judging from the decor, it must be a luxury store.
She has a phobia of such high-end luxury stores, especially the clothes she bought on Pinduoduo, which make her feel uneasy and anxious.
Not wanting to go in, she abruptly stopped, but Xia Yan ignored her and led her into the store.
"Welcome, sir/madam."
A personal sales assistant appeared immediately, her makeup was exquisite and impeccable, and her every move exuded elegance.
"Pick out a few sun-protective clothes for her," Xia Yan said, leading her to sit on the off-white sofa.
The boy was a stranger, but judging from his clothes, demeanor, and the watch on his wrist, you could tell he was someone who was not short of money.
But the girl beside him...
The sales assistant, with a standard smile, subtly glanced at the girl's clothing style before turning around and asking someone to prepare some snacks and tea.
Before long, a silver tray was placed on the table, with bone china teacups filled with freshly brewed Jin Jun Mei tea.
The pastries are exquisitely and beautifully designed.
The moment Xia Yan sat down, he was about to rest his chin on her shoulder and put his hand around her waist.
This isn't just a space for two people; there are also several shop assistants.
Jiang You blushed and quickly dodged, whispering a warning: "Xia Yan..."
"Okay, okay," Xia Yan said, seeing the girl glaring at him. He had no choice but to give up and leaned back lazily on the sofa, as relaxed as a lump of mud.
Jiang You breathed a sigh of relief. The other staff members in the shop walked around, but even though they didn't look at her, she still felt restrained, nervous, and at a loss.
She pursed her lips and poked the boy's arm with her index finger.
he:"?"
"Um, are you going to buy me a sun-protective shirt?" Jiang You leaned closer and asked in a very low voice.
The girl's cautious demeanor, especially the slight trembling of her dark eyes, was striking.
Does this happen in bed too?
Xia Yan stared at her silently until the girl looked away uncomfortably, then he absentmindedly gave a reply.
I wondered if I had bought too few sets?
I always feel like I'll be stuck on her if those eyes are looking at me.
"Why?" the girl pressed.
Xia Yan's amber, glass-like eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at her cheap, heavy, and non-breathable coat. Just as she was about to speak, the sales assistant pushed a coat cart over.
Five women's sun protection garments were hanging there.
When the sales assistant noticed that the girl was nervous and uneasy, with shifty eyes, and was wearing loose clothing, she could tell what kind of personality she had and what kind of clothes she liked.
So all they brought out were loose-fitting hooded casual sun-protective clothing, and even the colors were understated black, gray, and off-white...
Jiang You refused to try; her instinct was to reject anything that was free.
Because free things are either a debt of gratitude or a trap.
Xia Yan's gaze lingered on her for a moment, then he stood up without saying a word.
He went straight up, grabbed a beige sun-protective shirt, and without giving her a chance to object, grabbed Jiang's right wrist and pulled her into the fitting room.
The fitting room was spacious, with a comfortable sofa that could seat four or five people at the same time, and a huge mirror embedded in the wall that almost occupied the entire wall.
"Why don't you want it? Don't you like it?" Xia Yan released her, his voice calm as water, but the last syllable rose slightly, carrying a seductive ambiguity.
He drew closer and closer, his eyes staring unblinkingly at her face. The pleasant fruity scent emanating from him was like an invisible hand, caressing all her senses and drawing her in.
Jiang You couldn't stop backing away until his legs touched the edge of the sofa, causing him to lose his balance and fall onto it.
Xia Yan bent down, kneeling between her legs, making it impossible for her to get up.
"Xia Yan..."
Before she could finish speaking, he leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips.
Until a pair of hands pulled down the zipper of her coat and took it off.
The air conditioning in the fitting room hit his arms, raising goosebumps all over his body. Jiang You suddenly came to his senses and turned his head away.
As he moved, Xia Yan's lips brushed across her cheek and landed on her earlobe.
He chuckled softly: "Do you want me to kiss you here?"
As she spoke, she slightly opened her mouth and took her small earlobe into her mouth.
Jiang You trembled, quickly pushed the person off him, stood up from the sofa, and explained:
"No, I have a sun-protective shirt, you don't need to buy one for me..."
I really don't understand. He was a sunny and cheerful boy at first, but he was very distant. Why does he now give off the feeling of being possessed by a pervert?
They would kiss each other whenever they found an opportunity.
"You mean this thick, non-breathable coat?" Xia Yan leaned lazily against the sofa, pointing to the coat beside her with a half-smile.
If she dared to nod, she would throw that tattered coat as far away as possible.
Jiang You opened his mouth, lowered his head, and twisted his hands together without saying a word.
Looking at her pitiful little face, Xia Yan couldn't help but rub his tongue against his teeth, feeling both angry and helpless. It was the first time he had bought clothes for a girl, and he had still managed to buy something wrong.
He frowned and raised his voice, "Let me tell you, I'm going to kiss you every day. The hickeys on my neck aren't going to disappear. Are you planning to wear this shabby coat all summer?"
What's so great about those tattered clothes? Why is she so treasuring them?
Jiang You's heart tightened. How could he say such a thing in public?
I quickly looked towards the fitting room door; the soundproofing should be pretty good, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
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