January 17 is the Lunar New Year of 2020. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the room, Zhao Xinglan opened her eyes and turned over slightly, and her mother next to her was still asleep.

Yesterday I was tired from traveling, and I chatted with my daughter for a long time in bed, so Yang Yutian was indeed a little unbearable, after all, he was middle-aged, and his energy was not as energetic as that of a young man.

Zhao Xinglan looked at her mother's sleeping face from the side, and only felt that she was extraordinarily beautiful and quiet, with soft facial features and facial contours, with the gentle and feminine temperament of a typical Jiangnan girl. When I was young, I was undoubtedly a beauty, and I don't know how my father pursued my mother back then.

She got up lightly, put on her training clothes, washed up, and went out the door.

When I came to the gym, I saw Ling Fengyu unexpectedly.

"Sister Lan, it's morning!" he greeted courteously.

Zhao Xinglan answered and walked to the treadmill. Anyway, this guy has always liked to sleep in, but as long as she is at home, then he must have gotten up very early.

Not for anything else. Just because my cousin will definitely wear tight training clothes to the gym in the morning, you can enjoy the delicate and convex bewitching figure, if you can coax your cousin to be happy, maybe you can take two photos, he is naturally full of motivation.

How could Zhao Xinglan not understand his careful thoughts? It's just that he doesn't say it, anyway, his cousin doesn't have any out-of-the-ordinary words and deeds, just appreciation.

Half an hour later, she finished her workout and went back to her room to take a shower before changing into a full set of clothes from the inside out. Dark blue turtleneck cardigan, black thermal leggings, knee-length dark blue fleece skirt, and a pure white cropped tight cotton jacket on top.

Squeezed his swollen and full chest slightly, buttoned the two buttons on it with some effort, looked at the mirror for a while, and tidied up his long black hair, but found that his mother had woken up at some point, and was looking at her sideways gently.

"Our baby is so beautiful!" she said with a smile.

Zhao Xinglan blushed a little: "Mom is also very beautiful! Otherwise, how could she give birth to such a beautiful daughter?"

"Hah! That's true, excellent genetic inheritance!" said my mother, who was a little smug.

In fact, from a genetic point of view, this does make sense, and the offspring born to beautiful women are basically not bad. And those ugly girls are hard to say, even if they successfully become a big beauty through plastic surgery, they can deceive an ideal golden beetle son-in-law, and the children born after marriage will immediately expose all the truth!

This kind of situation is very common in South Korea, where plastic surgery techniques are famous all over the world, and any beautiful woman you encounter on the street may be artificial.

Especially when the beauty contest is held, a considerable number of finalists have almost all facial features cast in the same mold, because they are all from the same plastic surgery hospital!

After talking to her daughter, Yang Yutian also got up to freshen up, and when she was almost tidying up, Ling Fengyu's voice came from outside, saying that breakfast was ready.

In the restaurant.

“…… Anyway, it's nothing, let's go out shopping together later,"

My aunt said: "I went to Nanhua Hotel to eat at noon, the seats were already booked, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve was also arranged there!"

Zhao Xinglan didn't speak, now it's not as good as her hometown when she was a child, and she basically doesn't have that feeling of being particularly happy and happy during the New Year. In layman's terms: it is the taste of the New Year. The family sat together and did nothing other than have a meal, chat, watch TV, and play cards.

In the past, the family could also prepare a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, but now there is no need to worry about that, order a table of wine and food in the big hotel, and the family will go on time and leave directly after eating. Convenience is convenient, but I always feel that something is missing.

Yang Yutian nodded and said, "Okay, go buy some suitable things for Lan Lan, and then visit the old man of the Wei family in the evening, and rub a meal at him by the way!"

Glancing at Zhao Xinglan meaningfully, she didn't say anything, lowered her head and silently dealt with the wontons in front of her.

At yesterday's chat meeting, my aunt told her about her performance this semester, including applying to become a super model, as well as various outstanding performances in school.

Although the mother didn't say much, she must have begun to pay attention to this matter in her heart, and in order to prevent her daughter from going further and further down the wrong path, she must take measures as soon as possible.

As for visiting the old man of the Wei family, this is a matter of going every year, after all, my parents owed this a lot of favors back then, and now that they are developed, they naturally can't forget their roots.

After eating breakfast and going out, Ling Fengyu still drove straight to the upscale shopping area in the center of the coastal city.

When a woman goes shopping, she is addicted to it, but she is not tired after walking all day! It is not the first time that Zhao Xinglan has vomited in her heart.

When she wants to buy something herself, she basically goes straight to the goal, tries it after taking a fancy to it, and when she thinks it is appropriate, she directly swipes the card to pay the bill, and walks away with the things.

It's one of the habits she still retains as a man, and she feels it's important to keep it up.

“…… Lan Lan, this dress looks good, why don't you put it on and try it out?"

In front of the bright glass window, Zhao Yuanxin pointed to a long pink slim-fitting down jacket and said to her.

"Don't!" Zhao Xinglan shook her head when she saw it, the style of the clothes was really good, but the color was too much, she didn't like it.

"Huh?" Yang Yutian frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Isn't this dress very good? Why don't you try it?"

“……”

She had no choice but to point to a bright red style next to her and said, "Actually, I prefer this, what do you think?"

My aunt took a look, it was a bright red high-necked tight cotton shirt, with exquisite floral embroidery on the cuffs and placket, with a bright red fleece long skirt, which looked noble and bright, elegant and atmospheric!

"Well, that's not bad, so go in and try it!" Mom said.

The waiter took the suit off and led her into the fitting room.

A few minutes later, Zhao Xinglan, who had changed his clothes, came out, triggering unanimous admiration from the people around him, and Ling Fengyu took out his mobile phone and took another wild shot.

"Very good, just wear it like this, you don't need to change it off!" Yang Yutian said with satisfaction.

Zhao Xinglan nodded, compared to the too feminine hue of pink, she would rather choose colors such as bright red and bright red, after all, many boys' coats, T-shirts and the like will also use this color, which is easier to accept psychologically.

The morning passed by in various shopping, and after lunch, I continued shopping.

Out of compensation, Yang Yutian bought a lot of things for his daughter, from the inside to the outside, all kinds of clothes, jewelry and accessories, shoes and stockings, and a lot of them, and they were all brand-name goods. Stuffed with the entire trunk!

It wasn't until three or four o'clock in the afternoon that the family went home, packed up their things, and then went to the Wei family's mansion together.