"Our Fengniaolin cheongsams are tailor-made, so it will take some time to make, and we will call you to inform you when the time comes. After measuring the data for the two people, the shopkeeper sent the two away with a smile.

Everything just now was as unreal as a dream to Song Xiangran.

The interior of the store is beautifully decorated, and there is a burst of incense coming to the nose, coupled with the skillful operation of the shopkeeper, a complete set of services, Song Xiangran feels that this experience is really rare in life.

"I guess I'll have to wait until next month to get the cheongsam, there are dresses sold in front, how about we go there and see?" Chen Meiyun is also very satisfied with Feng Niolin's service attitude, as a cheongsam lover, she decided to be a frequent customer of this store in the future.

"Good. Song Xiangran has long been dazzled by these well-cut, simple or fashionable clothes, and she doesn't know how to think at all.

After taking off the floral cloth skirt on her body, Song Xiangran stood in the fitting room, looking at her body so seriously for the first time.

Looking at it this way, Song Xiangran found that there were not so many scars on his body, his skin was fair, his limbs were slender, and his shoulders were much better than or even better than ordinary people.

I don't know what Song Xiangran experienced in those years, and Song Xiangran finally got bruised all over his body and died in that dark cellar with his back bent.

Sighing, Song Xiangran picked up the denim bib and white shirt next to him, put on himself, put on his cloth shoes, and walked out like this.

Because he was going to the city today, Song Xiangran specially asked Gao Huijuan to braid herself and pick a red hair tie.

"Wow, Xiangran, you are so suitable for these strap jeans! The whole person is so young and lively, I really envy Aunt Death. Chen Meiyun covered her mouth and looked at Song Xiangran in front of her in surprise.

At that time, strap jeans were the most fashionable outfit, and Song Xiangran had seen them on Xu Zhiyuan's TV before this.

"Come on, come on, help me wrap this up. Chen Meiyun beckoned the clerk over.

After quickly buying the order, Chen Meiyun didn't allow Song Xiangran to change this set of strap jeans, and couldn't wait to pull Song Xiangran to the next store.

The two men stopped and walked around, and before they knew it, they had already bought two dresses, three chiffon shirts, two pants and two pairs of small leather shoes.

"No, there are too many things, and it's almost noon, let's call Qingming to have lunch first." With that, Chen Meiyun walked to a phone booth and called Fang Qingming's BB machine.

After receiving a call from Chen Meiyun, Fang Qingming quickly said goodbye to the owner of the shooting hall, and then rushed over to eat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they saw Fang Qingming, Chen Meiyun and Song Xiangran handed him a bunch of things in their hands, and the two of them held hands in front of them and chatted affectionately.

Fang Qingming, who was walking behind, had no choice but to follow behind with a lot of things, and said sadly: "I'm just a coolie, the coolie is hungry, when will I start eating?"

"Alright, you're hungry. Chen Meiyun smiled and pointed to a shop not far away, and said, "Just this shop, I've eaten at other branches before, and it's not bad." “

So the three of them walked into this Hunan restaurant.

probably didn't inherit Fang Weihua and Chen Meiyun's spicy genes at all, Fang Qingming almost dipped a little chili, and hurriedly poured water.

After a while, Chen Meiyun and Song Xiangran didn't have the slightest reaction on their faces when they ate it, and Fang Qingming was already sweating profusely from being spicy.

"Xiang Ran, look, Qingming is definitely not my own, I can't stand this spicy. Chen Meiyun joked with a smile.

Seeing Fang Qingming drinking water while eating spicy food with a helpless face, while trying to pick up the white rice in the bowl, Song Xiangran couldn't help laughing.

"That's right, Xiang Ran, do you like crayfish? I know that there is a store where crayfish are very good. Eating and eating, Chen Meiyun suddenly proposed.

Growing so big, Song Xiangran hasn't eaten any crayfish yet, but looking at Chen Meiyun's expression, it should be something delicious in the world.

So Song Xiangran smiled and nodded: "Okay, I haven't eaten it yet." “

"Okay, okay, I ate a heavy bite at noon today, eat something light at night, and we'll eat crayfish tomorrow!" Chen Meiyun said excitedly, and then gave Song Xiangran a chopstick mapo tofu.

As soon as he heard the crayfish, the sweat on Fang Qingming's forehead became even worse. He will never forget that night, Fang Weihua and Chen Meiyun enthusiastically said that they would take him to eat good food.

After arriving at that hotel, although he was very afraid of spicy, Fang Qingming still ate one in the spirit of being all-inclusive. As a result, no one expected that Fang Qingming not only couldn't eat spicy, but also had an allergy to crayfish.

That night, Fang Qingming slept hard in the hospital.

"Then Brother Qingming is going to eat too?" Song Xiangran raised his head and looked at Fang Qingming with a smile.

Fang Qingming had a deep shadow on the crayfish, and hurriedly shook his head like a rattle and said, "I don't eat it, it's too spicy." “

But Chen Meiyun on the side didn't plan to save face for her son, and told Song Xiangran about Fang Qingming's experience of eating crayfish that day and his face was swollen like a bun.

And Fang Qingming couldn't stop giving Chen Meiyun a look on the other side, but Chen Meiyun didn't even glance at him.

"Mom, I'm really not your own. Fang Qingming said almost through gritted teeth, then lowered his head and tried to pick up the rice.

"I can't imagine that Brother Qingming is not afraid of heaven and earth, and there is such a down-to-earth time. After Song Xiangran heard this, he couldn't stop laughing.

After coming into contact with Fang Qingming and Fang Qingming's parents these days, Song Xiangran suddenly felt that Fang Qingming, who was originally out of reach, seemed to be much closer to him.

The three of them were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

Just next door to Fang Qingming's box, several other people were also having dinner.

The closest place to Fang Qingming's box, there was a young woman with an intellectual and beautiful appearance.

"Lingling, why don't you eat vegetables?" The young man at the same table gave the woman who was unusually silent at noon today a chopstick dish.

Hearing someone call her name, Duan Lingling came back to her senses and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm not feeling well today." “

Another bearded man with a slightly more mature appearance secretly glanced at Duan Lingling's chest and said, "What's uncomfortable, do you want my brother to take you to see it?"

Realizing that the man was looking where he shouldn't, Duan Lingling pulled the shawl on her shoulders to her chest, and she wore a burgundy square-necked dress today.

So Duan Lingling shook her head with a smile and said, "It's okay, Brother Wang, it's much better now." “