Huayu Entertainment: Tianxian really wants to improve

Chapter 83 I don’t know what I want to do in the future
She glanced at Gu Bei sideways, with a hint of pride on her lips.

Gu Bei, ah Gu Bei, you are not as calm as you look!
Gu Bei didn't know what she was happy about.

He was indeed secretly happy in his heart.
But who can resist feeling secretly happy when having such a beautiful girl in the passenger seat putting makeup on him?
As for peeking,

He always looked openly, so it wasn't considered peeking.

Thinking of this, he looked at the co-pilot again.

At this time, the black coat hung down to both sides.

Liu Yifei had to put her long legs together and lean to the left before she could lower them in front of the passenger seat.

"Have you lost some weight recently?" Gu Bei asked.

"Is there any?"

Liu Yifei tilted her head.

She was a little confused by Gu Bei's sudden question.

For girls of her age, weight is not a big problem. Their fast metabolism allows them to maintain a good figure.

However, as a female star, Liu Xiaoli often reminds herself of her weight.

"Is it possible that he has really lost weight?"

Liu Yifei looked around.

Under the current conditions, the only way to check your weight is to pinch your flesh.

Her whole body was wrapped tightly.

The only part that was still exposed was the part between the mid-calf boots and the shorts.

So she squeezed it, and her thighs shook.

"No……"

Liu Yifei looked up in confusion, only to find that Gu Bei's gaze was very clear.
She was smart and immediately understood what had just happened:

"Pervert! Durian!"

Swish.

She pulled up her drooping coat to cover her legs.

It’s really too much!
The embarrassment in Liu Yifei's eyes was about to overflow.

In order to see a leg, I fooled myself.
What do you want to do next?
I don’t know yet…

“Ever been to a flea market before?”

Gu Bei changed the subject very naturally.

"I haven't been there, but there have been yard sales organized in the neighborhood before, and I've been there a few times." Liu Yifei's anger didn't last that long.

Yard sales are generally used to get rid of second-hand items in the home. Usually, the garage is opened and the items are put on the yard for sale.

What if there is no yard?
Just throw it on the street and someone will pick it up.

Gu Bei once had an old sofa that he had replaced, and he did it in this way.

"Flea markets are more interesting. Nowadays, flea markets are not just for disposing of second-hand goods. There are also merchants who are there all year round, and there are many interesting things."

Gu Bei and Liu Yifei chatted all the way and finally arrived at the flea market in Brooklyn.

The first time Gu Bei came here in his previous life was probably more than a year later.

However, the level of liveliness here now is no different from more than a year later.

"Wow!"

Liu Yifei came here for the first time.
As soon as I entered the flea market, I was shocked by the endless number of stalls.

Moreover, here, you can see people of all races, and the stalls also have products of various cultures.

“These dresses look so pretty!”

The first stall Liu Yifei set her sights on was a stall selling vintage skirts.

The stall owner was a middle-aged Mexican woman.

She took off a vintage skirt, put it under her neck, and looked at Gu Bei expectantly. Gu Bei was suddenly in a dilemma.

The highlight of this retro skirt is its fancy design.

It looks very beautiful on the outside, but in fact the various elements conflict with each other and it is not very suitable to wear.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Liu Yifei immediately showed a look of disappointment.

"It looks good!" Gu Bei didn't lie. This dress might not look good on others, but it was barely acceptable on her.

"It's so hard~"

Liu Yifei wrinkled her nose.

The middle-aged Mexican stall owner came over:
"My beautiful lady, this dress is..."

According to the stall owner, this vintage skirt has a very tortuous love story and is related to some important figures in Mexican history.

It seems that fabricating some seemingly plausible unofficial historical stories and using them to sell things is a common business model around the world.

Gu Bei saw that Liu Yifei was listening very seriously, maybe she really liked this retro dress.

Just when he was about to pay for it,
However, after hearing the story, Liu Yifei took Gu Bei and ran away.

Gu Bei was a little puzzled: "I thought you liked that skirt very much?"

"I really like it!"

Liu Yifei said as a matter of course, "But the stall owner told me such a sad story, I guess he was going to ask me for a lot of money, so I ran away."

"Then you are quite smart!" Gu Bei couldn't help but say.

"That's~"

Liu Yifei didn't hear Gu Bei's teasing at all, and even responded with some pride.

Gu Bei couldn't help laughing even more.

Doesn't this girl know that there is a necessary skill in a place like this, which is bargaining?

The two continued to browse the stalls in the flea market.

Here, almost every stall sells something different.

They can even see people selling Chinese antiques.

The stall owner is a genuine white man, but the items inside the stall may not be the same.

"The porcelain on it must be fake, right?" Liu Yifei whispered softly into Gu Bei's ear. She also knew that she shouldn't expose other people's shortcomings in front of them.

"what?"

Gu Bei felt the warm breath coming from his ears, and could faintly smell the faint scent of camellia, just like the one he smelled at the ski resort before.

He was a little distracted and didn't hear Liu Yifei's words clearly for a while.

"I say, that porcelain up there...did you do that on purpose?"

Liu Yifei felt something was wrong halfway through her speech. She was speaking loudly and it wasn't noisy here, so how could she not hear clearly?
This guy has been trying to take advantage of me secretly since we met today.

The annoying ghost must be teasing him on purpose again!

"clatter!"

Gu Bei really felt a little wronged at this moment.

How come this girl is not alert when she should be, and so sensitive when she shouldn't be alert?

Gu Bei gave her a slap on the head and took his hand back.
He didn't dwell on the topic: "How did you figure that out?"

Liu Yifei rubbed her aching forehead.
She knew she seemed to have wronged Gu Bei, and pouted: "I've seen similar porcelain before, but there's a clear difference between it and the one on the stall. In comparison, the one on the stall feels very fake."

"Pity."

"Why is it such a pity?"

"It would be great if it were the other way around. The stall owner listed the price as that of a handicraft, but you could tell it was a genuine antique. Then we'd have found a great bargain abroad!"

(End of this chapter)