Chapter Twenty-Six: Exchanging Clothes
The shopkeepers are most happy to meet such beautiful and bold customers, busy bargaining, and stretching to wrap up. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Siling said: "I'll wear it." The one I took offโ"
"I'll wrap it for you." The shopkeeper was busy.
Si Ling don't: "Who is impatient to carry it!" You help me get to my house. "Wrote the address.
This shop does not provide door-to-door service, the shopkeeper is a little hesitant, Xu Ning glanced at Siling, sighed and said to the shopkeeper: "You do it, pay you extra car fare." โ
It's another thing to have money. So Si Ling and Xu Ning went out clean, refreshing and refreshing, and the shopkeeper at the back sent them side by side.
Si Ling pulled Xu Ning and said, "Let's go somewhere." โ
Xu Ning looked at the sky and hesitated a little: "Not going to the prom?" โ
"It's early!" Si Ling smiled a little malice, "Let's explore someone first!" โ
Pull all the way to Tao Kun.
The guy in front of the store helped to call someone, and after calling for a while, Tao Kun came out. Si Ling said angrily: "What are you doing! Asleep? โ
Tao Kun didn't answer, but looked at the two of them, his eyes were a little stunned.
Xu Ning saw Tao Kun again for the first time after many years, and he should have said hello to the past, but under his eyes, he couldn't open his mouth, lowered his eyes crampedly, and hid half a step behind Si Ling.
"What, it's so pretty?" Si Ling raised his chin defiantly.
"It's not. ...... like this," Tao Kun stroked his forehead with his fingertips and smiled bitterly, "You guys should change it!" What does this look like? The pigeon's head rests on the tiger. โ
Hey? What's what? "Ah Kun, you deliberately said bad things to anger us?" Si Ling was annoyed. Xu Ning had two points of faith, bowed his head and pulled the hem of his dress, and the more he looked at it, the more uneasy he became.
"See for yourselves." Tao Kun led them backwards, as if they had come out of the cheongsam shop, and when they turned around, there was another door. Tao Kun took out the key from his coat pocket and drove in.
Inside is the production room, one by one wooden, Seluro mannequins, some dressed in semi-finished products, some only clothed in materials, the light is not strong, but brighter, clearer than the sun, everything shows its original face under this light. If a woman walks in here, she will definitely find that she has more wrinkles than last night; When a young girl walks here, she will also find that her acne is more terrible than she imagined. This is the place to destroy illusions, but this is the place to make the most tested dreams.
There is a paper on the workbench, this is the work that Tao Kun has just focused on, it has been changed twice, and it needs to be changed. Constantly improve something. A woman is a miracle of the world - if she is not, her clothes must be. In a woman's clothing, it is impossible to put too much effort into it.
Tao Kun cut the curtain next to him, revealing a large mirror that occupied half of the wall: "Look. โ
Even Si Ling cringed in a rare way.
Looking up, fortunately, both are still Peugeot Peugeot girls who can stand the test of relentless light.
It's just that the clothes on the body are different.
Under the bright lights of the big store, the counter is also shining, the floor is also shining, and the satin is also shining, Xu Ning wore a red dress embedded in the crystal-edged oval dressing mirror, like a modern girl cut out of a fashion magazine.
Under the glazed light of the cheongsam shop, the full fabric sets off the warm ambiguity, the jealous gaze of the middle-aged lady makes a good background, and Si Ling is reflected in the slender dressing mirror with the old-fashioned wooden edge, slender and moving.
Now, the red dress is still visible, Xu Ning draped it, like a homely freshly cooked Jiangnan glutinous rice snack, inserted into a Hawaiian mangrove flower called "cannon shell", the two are inappropriate. As for Si Ling, her eyebrows and eyes are still flying, Matsuya can't suppress her, and the fish pattern can't keep up with her, look at her radiant steps and turn around, you just have to pity those fish.
Tao Kun kept smiling bitterly at the back, Si Ling stared at the mirror for a moment, and also laughed: "You help us choose another clothes." โ
"Why bother," Tao Kun said, "you just need to change it." โ
"Wrong size, right?" Xu Ning said timidly, quietly glancing at Si Ling's figure.
"It's all skirts, it's fine." Tao Kun said with confidence.
As soon as the curtain was drawn, it was divided into a dressing space, although it was simple, it was much more spacious than the cheongsam shop lattice with glass lamps. Si Ling took off the cheongsam and gave it to Xu Ning, Xu Ning took off the red dress to Si Ling, the two of them wore out, Tao Kun glanced at it: "I can see people this time, take it off, I will change it." โ
Take it off again. The two girls sat behind the curtain and covered their bodies with cheongsam materials like bath towels. You Siling handed both skirts out of the curtain. Tao Kun saw half of the arm, not fat or thin, from the wrist to the elbow line, tight and graceful as marble, as if it was Venus's lost arm, originally here.
Without saying a word, he took the skirt. Half of the arm retracted again, tightening the cheongsam material. The two girls, one plum red and one crow green, sat opposite each other, and talked for a while, and also handed a question to Tao Kun outside the curtain, but Tao Kun ignored it. Si Ling waited impatiently, and looked out, but saw that he was leaning over the clothes, as if he was a different person, engrossed, immersed in his world, cutting and sewing, and put the skirt on the wooden model halfway through. He gazed at the model and smoothed out the fine folds of her clothes, as if he had poured life into the model. The rough wood grain is softened by the affection. His fingers were obviously caressing the wooden man's body, and Si Ling seemed to feel the touch on his own skin, trembling subtly, not knowing whether it was disgust or expectation.
But Tao Kun ignored her, didn't listen to her, and forgot her existence.
Si Ling had to raise her voice: "--What is the matter with you hollowing out the top of your skirt?!" โ
No matter how focused he is, the red skirt is dug up to the top!
"Hollowed out?" No matter how shy Xu Ning was, he couldn't help but poke his head out of Si Ling's waist pitifully, "What about mine?" I don't want that. โ
Tao Kun finally woke up from the wooden man, looked at the curtain, and saw a black waterfall, but how could the black waterfall be so ups and downs, it was Si Ling's beautiful curly hair hanging down. Above the black waterfall, Si Ling's eyes are like stars, and below the black waterfall, Xu Ning is like a clear pond lying in the moonlight. The two beautiful girls stared at him closely, and he held their neon dresses, like the bold mortals in the myth who took the bathing fairy feathers, and they wanted to indulge and indulge, all in the thought of their hands.
He calmed down, woke up from the vision, and said, "Don't be afraid, just be fine." โ
It's really quick.
The pine-leaf-green cheongsam is a loose model, although Xu Ningren is shorter than Si Ling, but his shoulders are slightly plump, and only the waistline is slightly higher. Si Ling wore this robe, the hem was only three inches below the knee, Xu Ning wore it, it was close to the ankle, but it also had a unique flavor.