Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled and nodded vigorously, Cheng Hao's hand was very big, and he didn't hate it when he touched his face, but it was a very warm and reassuring feeling.

Xue Cheng hurriedly ran over with the medicine box, and just as he was about to speak when he entered the door, he saw Cheng Hao stroking Xiaoyuan's face with his hand.

The light came from the house, outlining the side of Xiaoyuan's face, and her eyes twinkled like a lake full of reflections of stars, clear and pure. She looked at Cheng Hao with such a gaze, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she was feeling the temperature in Cheng Hao's palm.

And Cheng Hao was also looking at her eyes with that very gentle and deep gaze.

This is the first time Xue Cheng has seen such a look on Cheng Hao's face, his eyes have always been sharp, cold and arrogant, once upon a time they could be like this like a warm spring breeze melting snow, soft and delicate.

They didn't even notice when he came in, Xue Cheng had to stand there stupidly, but he felt that there was a gap in his heart that was getting bigger and bigger, and there was an indescribable pain.

Xiao Yuan found Xue Cheng first and shouted his name, and Cheng Hao quickly put his hand down.

Xiao Yuan suddenly felt very embarrassed, hurriedly took the medicine box, disinfected the wound with iodine with cotton swabs, and refused their help.

Because of the thorns all over his body, Xiaoyuan was not in the mood to pick wisteria flowers again, so it was serious to go back first.

The three of them walked to the door side by side, and Xue Cheng suddenly smiled: "I have something to do today, I won't live here, you guys should rest early!"

After that, he handed the medicine box in his hand to Cheng Hao and turned to leave.

Xiao Yuan wanted to call him, but he also noticed that Xue Cheng's mood didn't seem to be very good, so he could only look at his back and couldn't speak.

Cheng Hao patted Xiaoyuan on the shoulder: "It's okay, he has a lot of activities at night, let's go back." ”

Xiao Yuan nodded and turned to enter the door.

It wasn't until under the bright light that Xiao Yuan suddenly found that Cheng Hao's hand was also broken, and he should have been injured when he picked himself out of the rose bush at that time.

"Does it hurt?" Xiao Yuan tugged his hand and looked at it carefully, there were many injuries on the back of his hand, some of them were very deep, and he didn't even notice it just now.

Cheng Hao shook his head and wanted to take his hand back, but Xiao Yuan hurriedly said, "Don't move!"

Then help him wipe the wound on the back of his hand.

Cheng Hao just looked at her quietly, Xiao Yuan lowered his head and hung his long eyelashes, revealing a snow-white neck, and beads of sweat on the tip of his small nose.

He suddenly felt a strange feeling welling up in his heart, like the sun slowly crawling out of the valley, and the light that came out in an instant dyed all the clouds in the sky red, it was a special feeling of happiness.

I have never felt that happiness is such a specific thing, it can be as specific as a meal, a touch, or even a look.

And none of this has anything to do with his identity and money......

"Okay!" Xiao Yuan let go of his hand: "This injury is made, I don't know who I think you fought with and was scratched!"

Cheng Hao smiled: "I said that I had a cat and was scratched by a cat." ”

Xiao Yuan laughed, then got up to say goodbye and said "good night".

Cheng Hao looked at her back and looked at the injury on his hand, and couldn't help laughing.

After breakfast the next day, Cheng Hao took Xiaoyuan to buy a bicycle, and the two came to a bicycle store, and Cheng Hao picked an imported mountain bike.

Xiao Yuan rubbed the car with his hand and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so light! What kind of material is this?"

Cheng Hao smiled, then reached out and put a helmet on her head: "Just ride it!"

Xiao Yuan looked at the price tag and gasped: "This is too expensive!"

Cheng Hao didn't care: "This material is worth this price." It's just too urgent, or I'll order two Sjukers directly from the Netherlands. I think you're good for riding there. You can ride this car first, and when the car is set back, we can go to play together on the weekend. ”

Xiaoyuan couldn't cry or laugh, buying a bicycle at this price, or "making do with it", what kind of car would it be if it didn't make do?

She took off her helmet, hung it aside and muttered, "I actually want to buy a second-hand one, and I'm not afraid of losing it outside, if I lose it, I won't feel sorry to death!"

After saying that, she picked the cheapest one herself, but Cheng Hao couldn't resist her, so she had to follow her wishes.

After buying the bicycle, Cheng Hao took her to a small courtyard house hidden in the bustling CBD back street, there are two stone lions in front of the courtyard, which looks a little old, but there is no sign hanging at the door, it is an ordinary house.

After entering the small garden, I found that there was a cave here. The small patio is antique, but in the hall there are rows of wooden shelves with character numbers on top of them.

Cheng Hao explained that this is an Italian haute couture agent in Beijing, where the lasts are just tailored to the customer's feet, and then sent back to Italy to make leather shoes, and many of his shoes are made here.

Xiao Yuan was stunned, she knew for the first time how haute couture came about.

Because Cheng Hao is a VIP customer, he is very familiar with the staff in the store, and they talked with each other like old friends for a while, and then he explained his intentions.

"Didn't I tell you to order a pair of boots last time?" he turned to Xiao Yuan and smiled. (Racecourse Chapter)

Xiang Xiaoyuan knew that he had ordered shoes for himself, and couldn't help but say nervously: "I don't want it, I have shoes......"

Cheng Hao patted her hand to signal her to be quiet, and then the staff took Xiaoyuan to measure her feet.

Until Xiaoyuan's head was measured, he was stunned, and he could only be at the mercy of Cheng Hao.

In the end, Cheng Hao ordered two pairs, a pair of boots, a pair of single shoes, and the style that Xiaoyuan picked himself.

"Isn't it very expensive?" Until he sat back in the car, Xiaoyuan was still nervous.

Cheng Hao just said: "Only the feet know whether the shoes are comfortable or not, and you will understand when you try it back." This is customized according to the shape of your foot, there will be no deviation in the slightest, and it is definitely different from ordinary shoes. ”

He didn't tell Xiaoyuan that the most expensive thing about this kind of haute couture is not the leather shoes themselves, but the custom-made lasts, which are definitely worth a lot of money.

Xiao Yuan still felt very uneasy, she seemed to have accepted a lot of things from Cheng Hao for no reason, which made her think of the phrase "take people's hands short", she couldn't help but shrink her fingers into her sleeves, and her hands seemed to be shorter......

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Because she took Cheng Hao's things again, Xiaoyuan couldn't help but feel weak, so she rejected Cheng Hao's suggestion to drive her bicycle back, and instead went to the railway freight office to consign, it is estimated that she will receive it tomorrow if she is fast.

Xiang Xiaoyuan returned to the dormitory, and everyone was talking about something around Leyi. Xiao Yuan didn't intervene because she had something on her mind, just sat aside and listened to them quietly.