Chapter 42 A man is clothed and a horse is saddled
Hearing this, Mu Anan realized that in the eyes of others, his dress was actually indecent, and the set he was wearing now was given to him by Uncle Sun's youngest daughter on his birthday a few years ago.
"I knew you didn't like to dress up, that's why I called you over so early. Yin Xiyao pointed to a men's clothing store not far away, smiled and said, "Go pick a few." ”
Mu Anan didn't refuse, he followed Yin Xiyao to the men's clothing store across the road, but as soon as he walked into the store, he regretted it a little.
"300? Mu An'an, who was accustomed to street stalls, expressed his unacceptability to accept the price of the clothing store, and at this moment he stood in front of a black short-sleeved shirt at the door of the store, and his heart was shocked.
Of course, Mu An'an still knew the occasion clearly, and he was still pretending to be quiet on the surface, smiling politely at the clerk who greeted him.
After Yin Xiyao entered the store, he walked to the side to help Mu Anan look at the clothes, leaving Mu Anan standing at the door of the store, he didn't know whether to enter or retreat.
The little girl who was not a young clerk showed a professional sweet smile and greeted warmly: "Little brother, what style of clothes do you want to buy?"
Mu An'an, who is not very used to being called "little brother" by others, smiled reluctantly.
"I'll just take a look. ”
In fact, the 300 yuan short sleeve just now has made Mu Anan retreat.
The little girl wondered, "Then aren't you going to come in and have a look?"
Mu An'an didn't pay attention to what the little girl was saying at all, he was now thinking about what kind of reason to leave here, so he just shook his head and didn't answer.
This time it was the turn of the little girl, and it was the first time she had met a customer like Mu An'an, who stood at the door and looked at a short-sleeved shirt and didn't move, but she didn't mean to leave immediately.
With insufficient work experience, she didn't know how to determine Mu An'an's identity, saying that he was a good customer, and people seemed to ignore him, so let's treat him as a passerby, but if he was a potential customer, he would miss another opportunity to get a bonus, which was too difficult to choose.
The little girl grabbed the black short-sleeved shirt that Mu An'an glanced at, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"Little brother, do you have a fancy for this PLORY?"
Mu An'an casually asked, "Ah, what is Lao Rui?"
The little girl held up the black short-sleeved shirt, still smiling: "This is the T-shirt." ”
"No ......"
Mu An'an subconsciously wanted to answer, but the little girl interrupted him.
"My little brother is in good shape, and this L size T-shirt is really big. The little girl took another T-shirt from the hanger next to her and handed it to Mu An'an, "Fortunately, this style has the last S-size one, which matches the little brother very well." ”
For the first time in his life, Mu An'an, who was not a little thin, was praised for his good figure, and he was a little fluttery, and his mind wanted to take down the T-shirt worth 300 yuan, but fortunately, poverty made him quickly come to his senses.
Mu Anan pretended to pull a shirt and looked at it, and said casually: "No need, I'll take a look at it again." ”
The smile on the little girl's face gradually stiffened, she put the T-shirt in her hand back in its place, and then raised her hand and looked at Mu An'an quietly, not moving.
Mu An'an kept pulling the shirt, pretending to look at it carefully, but in fact, cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.
He called anxiously in his heart: "Xi Yao, come and save me!"
"Come and try this. ”
When Mu An'an stood in place and felt helpless, Yin Xiyao stood in front of a set of beige casual clothes and waved to him with a smile as if she heard his call.
At this time, the little girl who was the clerk realized that Yin Xiyao, who was dressed very fashionably, and the man in front of her who was like "Dick Silk" was actually together.
The little girl muttered, "What a stinky pig arch cabbage." ”
Of course, Mu An'an didn't notice the change in the little girl's mood, in fact, as soon as he heard Yin Xiyao's words, he ran to try on clothes, and he didn't even look at the price of the clothes before entering the fitting room.
It wasn't until he was halfway through his change of clothes that he inadvertently spotted the series of numbers on the label on the corner of the beige casual suit.
"Damn!" Mu An'an couldn't help but spat out the fragrance.
Yin Xiyao wondered outside the fitting room, "What's wrong?"
Mu An'an held his emotions and replied in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "It's okay, it's okay~"
Although Mu Anan had tried his best to control his voice, his second "it's okay" was obviously broken.
Although Mu Anan was very reluctant to accept this price, now that the clothes had been changed halfway, he couldn't change them back.
After a while, Mu Anan finally changed his clothes and walked out of the fitting room, he tried not to think about the price, but thought about waiting to find a random reason, such as he was not looking good, in short, just return the clothes.
But as soon as he showed his face, he found that something was wrong, it was really Yin Xiyao and the little girl who was the clerk who cast too sharp eyes.
Looking at Yin Xiyao's undisguised brilliance, and the little girl standing on the side couldn't help but peek over here despite trying her best to hide it, Mu Anan scratched his head unknowingly, and asked a little shyly for the first time, "How is it?"
As the saying goes, Buddha relies on gold, and people rely on clothes, and this is vividly reflected in Mu An'an. If Mu An'an, who didn't pay attention to dressing up before, looked mediocre and even a little decadent, but after changing into such a novel beige casual clothes, his whole person exuded a very comfortable atmosphere, and even with his delicate facial features that were rarely noticed, it gave people a much clearer feeling.
It can be said that Mu An'an just changed a set of clothes, and his appearance has increased by at least 20 percentage points, if there is a fly in the ointment, it is his hair that has not been trimmed for a long time because of poverty, and the messy long hair covers part of his face.
Yin Xiyao smiled and quipped, "I just found out that you are still a little handsome." ”
After being praised, Mu Anan returned to his shameless nature.
"Haha, of course. ”
Yin Xiyao couldn't help but bring her face closer, she touched her chin and looked at Mu An'an carefully.
"But I always feel that something is still a little unpleasant. ”
Apparently, she also noticed Mu An'an's incongruous hair.
"Oh, I see, you come with me. ”
Yin Xiyao took Mu An'an's arm and walked to a waiting mirror, pointed to his hair and said, "Here's the problem." ”
Mu Anan looked at his shoulder-length hair, grinned, he kept dragging his time not to cut his hair because he was reluctant to pay for the dozens of haircuts, but he didn't expect that his hair had grown so long without noticing.
Yin Xiyao took out a black rubber band from her small satchel and said, "It's definitely too late to cut it now, so let's do it, I just have a small rubber band here, how about tying a braid for you?"
Mu An'an didn't refuse, of course he didn't agree, in fact, the moment before he was about to express his opinion, Yin Xiyao took care of his own hair.
She patted Mu An'an's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down, and then stretched out a pair of slender jade hands and kept fiddling with Mu An'an's hair, which was still relatively soft because he had just washed it for a long time.
Mu An'an's hair was relatively loose because he had never been taken care of, and it took a certain amount of time for Yin Xiyao to help him tidy it up, but for some reason, Mu An'an's head was always dangling.
This will undoubtedly affect the speed of braiding hairstyles, Yin Xiyao gently patted Mu An'an on the top of his head and reminded: "Don't move, I'll get it done." ”
Mu Anan let out a light "um" and stopped shaking his head, and at the same time he couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly.
Yin Xiyao obviously didn't realize it, she was standing in front of Mu An'an, and Mu An'an was sitting upright, what would happen if the two of them were so close to each other.
"That's it. After a long while, Yin Xiyao finally said.
Mu An'an suddenly heard Yin Xiyao speak, and immediately stood up with a weak heart, looking at the latter's delicate face, but he couldn't say a word.
"Mu An'an, why is your face so red?" Yin Xiyao still hadn't realized what was going on, and her big eyes were full of curiosity, "Is it too hot to wear this dress?"
"I didn't ...... It's okay, I'm ...... I'm not hot......"
Mu An'an stumbled to speak, accompanied by a heavy slow voice.
Yin Xi Yao'e frowned at Mu An'an, but she quickly smiled at him again.
"You...... What are you laughing at?" Mu Anan wondered.
Yin Xiyao didn't speak, she stood aside with a sweet smile, revealing a waiting mirror, and motioned for Mu Anan to look for herself.
Mu An'an was a little puzzled by her expression, and he looked at his appearance in the mirror with curiosity.
What caught Mu An'an's eye was a young man who felt familiar to him and felt very patterned, the "man" had an "artist" style ponytail tied on the back of his head, revealing a little delicate, the hair on his forehead was obviously carefully groomed, and it looked very clean, and the two strands of bangs deliberately left on the left and right sides of his forehead modified his slightly emaciated cheeks with a sense of beauty. Dressed in a beige casual suit, with a pair of simple canvas shoes under his feet, he exudes a warm man's atmosphere all over his body, making people feel comfortable and at ease.
"Is this me?" said Mu An'an, feeling a little incredulous, as he looked at the figure in the mirror and then at his arms.
Yin Xiyao covered her small mouth and stood aside and chuckled.
"Damn, how can I be so handsome?" Mu An'an couldn't help but exclaim.
The stops of female friends in the store who are picking out clothes for customers or male partners can prove that Mu Anan is really not narcissistic, but he is indeed a little overexcited.
"Alright, alright, don't get too excited. Yin Xiyao chuckled and patted Mu An'an's shoulder, "You just don't usually dress up." ”
Mu Anan looked at himself in the mirror, scratched the back of his head and laughed dryly, in fact, to be honest, he felt a little strange after looking at it for a long time, after all, the difference between himself in his impression and the person in the mirror was too big, and there was a strange sense of disparity.
Yin Xiyao took out her mobile phone and looked at the time, it was almost eight o'clock now, she helped Mu An'an straighten the crooked placket: "Time is running out, let's go quickly." ”