"Have you let me follow my heart? When did you get me back? When did you give me the chance to choose freely?"
"You have never looked at your heart."
Xia Qianchen smiled: "I must go according to your wishes to face my heart?"
Nangong Shaodi darkened his eyes: "Eat first."
“Not to eat.”
"I don't mind feeding you with my mouth."
"..." Xia Qianchen immediately took the bowl because Nangong Shaodi was a big gangster, and he would do his best to say anything.
He is better than Leng Tianchen in this regard. If she falls in love with him, he will be tough. He broke his heart with a hammer and squeezed into the crack...
Xia Qianchen scooped a bite and ate it. It was surprising and the taste was very good.
Don’t underestimate the egg custard. It is also very kung fu when making it. The egg is crumbly and the meat tastes delicious and tastes like jelly.
No matter how smart Emperor Nangong is, he will never be able to do so well in a few times unless he practices it often.
Xia Qianchen glanced at him in confusion.
Nangong Shaodi frowned: "Isn't it delicious?"
“Average.”
"Then let's eat a big stutter."
As he spoke, the man had already stood up and walked to the wardrobe and flipped his clothes.
Xia Qianchen saw that the wardrobe was opened, there were a series of women's clothes.
The cabinet was originally embedded in the wall. The entire wall was filled with cabinets, and the space was quite large. It should be considered a small cloakroom with skirts of various colors hanging inside, and shoes, socks, hats placed layer by layer.
Of course, there are all underwear.
Xia Qianchen was a little confused. He couldn't buy so many skirts overnight.
He probably brought a woman to live in this villa before, right?
The custard in her mouth suddenly lost its taste and she pounded it in a discomfort.
She has lived in a villa by the sea for so long, and he has basically never bought her a few clothes. She is usually locked up in the villa and never goes out. At first she wore maid clothes, but later she wore household clothes, either pajamas and bathing.
The robe... Later, it was the clothes she and Qianyu went to the market to buy.
Nangong Shaodi was picking inside, and soon walked out with several skirts in half.
Seeing that she had crushed the egg custard so hard that she almost ate a few bites, her handsome eyebrows were furrowed: "Why haven't you finished it yet?"
“…”
"Didn't you shouted hungry yesterday?"
"How do you know I'm shouting hungry?" Xia Qianchen stared at him suspiciously.
"I heard."
How could it be that he must have sent someone to inquire about the servants around Xia Qianchen.
Xia Qianchen finished drinking absent-mindedly and saw him throwing his skirt and underwear on: "Please choose one."
Xia Qianchen picked up one casually, and sure enough, there was no tag.
She picked up the other two pieces and didn't see the tag, which proved that the skirts were not new.
Xia Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief and threw her skirt back to the bed.
"Don't like it?" Nangong Shaodi raised his eyebrows.
It is very beautiful and high-end, very stylish, and looks good when worn, and is chosen by people with great taste and aesthetics.
"Go to choose."
Xia Qianchen lay down without moving. He pulled her arm, pulled her out of bed, and sent her to the cloakroom.
The tall figure leaned against the exit. The exit was already narrow, so he completely blocked the entry and exit.
Xia Qianchen looked at each piece, but he didn't see the style...
No, no, no, no... there is no tag for every piece.
Although each one looks brand new.
Xia Qianchen became more and more disappointed, and casually picked up a skirt and was about to go out, Nangong Shaodi reminded: "Undergarten."
"I won't wear underwear that others have worn!"
"Who told you that someone has passed through?"
"Since you haven't worn it, why do you buy so many women's clothes?"
“…”
"Or, the famous young master of Emperor actually has a cross-dressing habit?"
"The clothes are all new." But he said.
"You are lying!" She immediately questioned loudly, with anger in her eyes.
Nangong Shaodi curled his lips: "Is it necessary for me to lie to you?"
"Then why don't all skirts have tags?"
“Tag?”
"If it's new, there should be a tag." She raised her face, looking confident, "not only does she have no skirts, but also her underwear."
Nangong Shaodi was silent for a moment: "How do you know that all skirts don't have tags?"
Xia Qianchen's heart sank, feeling like he was finished.
"Aren't you choosing a skirt just now?" he asked, "Are you looking at a tag?"
No wonder she picked up every skirt and her first glance fell on the collar.
"I'm not talking about everything, it's every one I see." Her confidence immediately began to weaken, "I don't like wearing second-hand goods."
"Qianchen, do you mind wearing it that others have worn, or do you mind that these skirts I bought for others?"
This question was so sharp that it stabbed Xia Qianchen in the heart.
Nangong Shaodi picked up her jaw and asked her to look at him.
"I have already answered very clearly and don't like wearing things that others have used."
"If I remember correctly, you've worn a lot of used goods before."
When in the villa.
This sentence made Xia Qianchen feel even more uncomfortable.
He never cared about buying her any clothes or giving her anything before.
Because she is not a woman who focuses on material life and will not use these superficial things to measure feelings.
But if he bought it for another woman but didn't give it to her, it would be a different matter.
Women will compare and use material to prove the other person's love.
Xia Qianchen was stunned. Why did she prove whether Nangong Shaodi’s love is true? She is still looking forward to it?
"That was the past. When I was in the villa, I had no right to choose, and even eating was a problem. Now that you give me the opportunity to choose... Since it is all new, I have no problem."
Xia Qianchen bit his lower lip, pushed him out suddenly, and pulled up the cabinet door in front of him.
Nangong Shaodi frowned and was about to pull the cabinet door, but found that there was a force inside to resist.
"Please don't bother me, I'm going to change my clothes!!"
He is quite angry.
Nangong Shaodi's face looked like a sculpture, as if it was the first time she had a new discovery. Is she jealous?
Xia Qianchen's heart was beating wildly and leaning against the door. Damn, she couldn't control her mood. She was jealous!
She was really annoyed, hating men saying something and doing another one!
Because she was angry, the skirt in her hand was rubbed into a ball. When she put it on, she was wrinkled and didn't know it.