Acting like a baby in Xueba's arms after rebirth

Chapter 120 Buying Clothes

Then the second step is to buy him clothes of the right size.This is also a big project, and her eyesight immediately became like a ruler, measuring his size up and down.

"Ok?"

Facing his question, Song Chiqing quickly shook his head, worried that he would discover his probing gaze.

Qiu Yi'an watched their eyebrows and eyes, and tasted the cake again. The sweetness of cream and overripe strawberries smeared on the tip of his tongue, and he clicked softly, "It's so sweet."

I don't know what exactly he was referring to.

Referring to his height and weight, Song Chiqing reckoned that he was not much different from her father, who had always paid attention to body shape, so she moved her mind and took Song Wenrong to a clothing store to choose clothes.

Seeing Song Chiqing gesticulating on him with the clothes that fit the style of high school students, Song Wenrong, who was dazzled by the joy of his daughter's rare understanding and well-behaved, finally realized something was wrong.

He wondered, "Did you really buy it for me?"

Song Chiqing felt guilty and touched his nose, but still pretended to look at the clothes that fit the size and style, then looked up at Song Wenrong, and nodded thoughtfully, "It's true. It is very suitable for you, then buy it and give it to Brother Shiyan."

Song Wenrong:! ?
He finally realized it later, "Song Chiqing! You use your own father as a tool man!" I dare say he came here to be a human support.

Song Chiqing chuckled, and hurriedly took the clothes in his hand and the card in his bag to pay the shopping guide lady, and turned around to express his apology, "Then why don't you choose one, I won't let you buy it .”

However, her apology was within her limits, "Don't pick too expensive ones, I have limited money."

Song Wenrong: ...?I can only pick one?And it can't be too expensive.

This is too eccentric!
He must tell his wife when he goes back, and see how her good girl treats him.

Song Chiqing was looking forward to thinking about Ji Shiyan's reaction after seeing the gift she gave, and was leisurely driving home in the car. Of course, it was her father who was tricked out and made a fool of himself. .

"If I still believe you in the future, my surname will not be Song. Let me tell you." Song Wenrong looked at Song Chiqing's smiling face through the rearview mirror, feeling helpless.

"Oh." Song Chiqing hugged the other bag beside her into her arms, she pouted, "I picked it for you too." The price is not cheap either, she wants it all this month Tighten your belt so you don't get hungry at school.

Well, Ji Shiyan will save her.

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Wenrong had no choice but to cast his eyes on the road again, "Let's see if your little private money can last this month." His daughter spends money lavishly, and she can already save it It's a very good thing, and he doesn't expect her to save much money.

There is no pocket money for this month, so he has to pay for it, that is to say, in the end, he still paid for this dress himself.

She bought it out of her mind.

Who made their family only have such a daughter?No matter how mischievous she is, Song Wenrong can only resign herself to her fate, as long as she grows up well, has a correct mind, and is healthy.

Song Chiqing got out of the car, stuffed the bag of clothes that belonged to Song Wenrong into his arms, and then rushed to Ji Shiyan's side impatiently.

Door open.

She opened her bright eyes and looked at the person who opened the door, and when she saw him, not the lingering brother Qiu, she instantly smiled sweetly, and rushed to hold his arm When he shouted, he said brother.

Ji Shiyan was startled by her, his heart trembled, his hands loosened, the door closed in front of them, and he stroked her soft hair with his big palm, "Qingqing..."

She's been getting clingier lately.

Song Chiqing was impatient and full of anticipation, carrying a bag full of clothes in one hand, and pulling him with the other, as if he had entered his own home, directly pulling him towards his room on the second floor, explaining in his mouth.

"Brother, I bought you clothes, can you try to see if they fit?"

After she said that, Ji Shiyan shifted his eyes' attention from her body to her hands, and saw the carefully wrapped bag of clothes.

In addition to joy, there are more doubts.

She ran fast, and her movement up the stairs was also hurried. He followed closely, otherwise she would easily trip her on the stairs, "Why did you buy me clothes?"

"Because..." Because she wants to show her care and thoughtfulness!
She pursed her lips in embarrassment, and her little face turned red in an instant, "Because my father took me to buy clothes today, and there I saw something suitable for my brother..."

Tool man Song Wenrong is online again.

She knew where his room was, next door to the guest room where she still had memories of her childhood.

She pushed the door open, pushed Ji Shiyan in, then squeezed in herself, closed the door, ran to the bed, and poured out all the clothes in the bag in one go.

folded.

So it won't be too messy to pour out.

He glanced up and saw that they were all black and white with short sleeves, the style he would wear in addition to school uniforms in the past, and there was also a jersey with the Arabic numeral 7 written on it.

She casually picked up a white one and showed it in front of him, "Look at this!" She pointed to the black bold English on the chest in the upper right corner of the dress, "Although I don't know what it means, it's very cool." Hyun, isn't it?"

He looks up.

A random piece of English characters without any meaning.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he replied, "Yes."

She was even more passionate than the shopping guide lady in the clothing store just now, and she took the clothes and handed them to him, "Brother, how does it feel when you touch it? I think it's very skin-friendly."

It should be comfortable to wear.

The kind that won't be breathless in summer.

"Ah."

"Does brother like it?" She was eager to know if her aesthetics were consistent with his.

"I like it." He replied without thinking, but his eyes never left her for a moment.

Like clothes?

Still like her?
The little girl who was appreciated for her aesthetics smiled very nicely, "Brother, go and try it!"

Standing in front of the door of the cloakroom, she was nervous. She was worried that the size might be wrong, a little smaller or a little bigger, and her second step of the strategy would fail because of this.

She clasped her hands together.

Ji Shiyan came out at this moment, wearing clothes of a very suitable size, meeting her expectant gaze, and pushed open the tightly closed door.

right!True to size.

As soon as she caught this important signal in her mind, she jumped up excitedly, looked at him up and down, left and right, "Is it suitable?"

suitable?

"Yeah." He moved briefly, and the clothes still didn't feel tight at all, "It fits well."

(End of this chapter)