So in the end, Jia Huanhuan naturally asked Brother Changsheng to wear this suit to return to China!

In late August, I returned to Jiangzhou in a suit!

Wan Changsheng felt that this was too pretentious.

But Du Wen also raised her hands in approval.

She wanted to keep it that way she felt.

For this reason, she and Jia Huanhuan also took the initiative to sacrifice, and also changed into new clothes bought here to cooperate.

But why should a girl wear a cool dress?

Jia Huanhuan changed into a light blue silk long-sleeved dress from a light luxury brand in the dressing room, with princess ruffles on the cuffs and knee skirts, and a large black bow around her neck.

When she first wore this dress with gold heels, she couldn't even walk.

But Du Wen escorted her to put on a pair of pale black stockings again, echoing the bow, and the eighteen-year-old college freshman was almost shocked by his new image in the mirror.

Unbelievable!

Du Wen casually helped her untie her ponytail, and her natural long hair, which was scattered into slightly small curls, was draped over her shoulders.

Wan Changsheng admitted that he was not used to seeing Jia Huanhuan move to a new house last year, and it should be that the clothes did not match in place.

Now it truly interprets what it means to be a female college with eighteen changes.

Huanhuan was already with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but her face was a little baby fat, and now she put her long hair in front of her to cover both sides, which is a beautiful girl who is alive and well.

Du Wen helped Jia Huanhuan choose a small handbag of the same brand, and then taught Jia Huanhuan to hold it with both hands and twist it out of the posture and take pictures.

Send it to Moments......

In an instant, Jia Huanhuan's mobile phone was full of heartfelt greetings from her parents to her high school classmates.

It must be extremely surprising that Huanhuan is jumping around, when did she suddenly become so ladylike!

Jia Huanhuan was very proud, took a few more photos in front of the mirror, and took a group photo of Wan Changsheng.

The unprecedented height makes the little couple look like a good match!

I've never been so keen on taking a group photo.

Du Wen also took advantage of this time to choose a slightly old-fashioned white dress for herself, which is really pure white, with a white bow comparable to Jia Huanhuan's skirt around her waist, and then a deep V placket.

It feels like the sense of déjà vu of a female executive of a foreign-funded enterprise with a very high income, and beige high heels and beige small handbags echo.

The hairstyle becomes the mature smell that is coiled up at the back of the head, too.

It's not so amazing, but it makes people want to look at it again.

Wan Changsheng applauded, and he was finally able to use his dividend card to spend.

Looking at the balance, Du Wen actually hasn't bought anything all the time.

When the three of them drove to Milan Airport and returned the vehicle for formalities, Wan Changsheng found that the words "people want clothes, and Buddha looks at gold" made sense for thousands of years.

The attitude of the counter has become much more elegant, not to mention that the three of them pushed a luggage cart of LV, Prada, and Gucci bags through the terminal, which was the absolute focus of attention.

Wan Changsheng's men's suit is not uncommon at Milan Airport, but they are basically European men, and it is difficult to see and wear this kind of taste with oriental faces.

Of course, the main thing is that the images of the two girls are unforgettable.

Typical Italian design, romantic or dignified with a Mediterranean touch.

The most important thing is to match their temperament.

Jia Huanhuan is struggling to adapt to the awkwardness of high heels, the bouncing she is used to naturally disappears, and her steps have become graceful, the seemingly light blue long skirt, but the light gauze see-through balloon sleeves, the elastic waist and ruffle skirt look very smart and playful, and the big black bow is commonly known as the contrasting design, which is a little rigorous and naughty.

Du Wen also teased her: "You put your black hand in a Hermes platinum bag, even if it is a private small wallet, this big set of small ones can be successfully refunded and passed, be satisfied." ”

Jia Huanhuan didn't dare to take it lightly, afraid that he would twist his feet and not squint: "You're not!" ”

Du Wen's consistent charm is much more elegant than this skirt with a high-end white-collar temperament, and sure enough, she also carries a pink high-end bag, and her high heels are a bit of a model's elastic legs.

made Jia Huanhuan envy and sigh at the same time: "I can't wear this feeling in my life." ”

Du Wen encouraged: "I don't have to practice yet, I went to college to join a dance club, and Latin dance and belly dance can coordinate this kind of body language." ”

Jia Huanhuan was conservative: "How can you be embarrassed casually." ”

Du Wen despised it: "Modern women, pleasing yourself is the first priority, and besides, it's not for him to show you if you practice well!" ”

Jia Huanhuan was tempted.

Because Wan Changsheng's straight and tall body is also quite attractive to women, even if he pushes a luggage cart, it has a bit of the taste of a turbid son.

In particular, Wan Changsheng's figure is still relatively strong, and he will not have many of his peers' bean sprouts, and he can wear a suit with a taste.

But when this temperament was in the departure hall, it was beaten by another uncle.

What Du Wen noticed, she described as the kind of British uncle of Sherlock Holmes, shirt, vest, trench coat and trousers, meticulously sitting in the waiting seat, quietly flipping through a paper book, revealing an elegant gentlemanly atmosphere from the bones.

Du Wen hurriedly pointed out to Wan Changsheng: "This is the temperament of wearing a suit and tie in a standard, study hard." ”

Wan Changsheng does not worship foreign charm, but good temperament is common, smiling and learning from other people's legs, and then drawing sketches.

Sketch this kind of image that is rarely seen in China in your own small book.

Jia Huanhuan observed foreign girls and said that most of them were chubby and not good-looking.

There is a high probability that domestic girls are not as beautiful as domestic girls.

I also had some casual dinner, and after finally boarding the flight back home, I first found that the British uncle was actually sitting in front of Wan Changsheng and them, still reading quietly.

Then there was an inexplicable pause for a while, and it was announced several times that she was about to take off, and then a very young white woman rushed up, hugged a boy, and bowed to everyone when she walked into the cabin, saying that she was embarrassed that she was late.

Because of the proximity, Wan Changsheng noticed that the child was about four or five years old, his limbs were very thin, his eyes were blank and a little skewed, and his limbs were drooping, as if he was in a wrong state.

To be precise, it is a bit like the statue that Wan Changsheng saw in the Art Museum of the Academy of Fine Arts today, where his vitality disappeared and was paralyzed in his mother's arms.

So he looked a little more.

Probably other travelers noticed this, but most of them didn't say anything, except for a few who seemed to complain.

The young woman sat next to Uncle England with the child in her arms, across the child's seat.

The plane taxied, took off.

The chubby stewardess of the foreign flight made a safety demonstration in a very funny way, giggling Jia Huanhuan, who couldn't understand the language, but the little boy still didn't move, just leaning on his mother's shoulder and kneeling.

After a while, when the cabin was quiet from the laughter of take-off and the lights dimmed, the little boy may have been too thin or weak, and gradually slipped off the woman's shoulder, and fell asleep in the woman's arms with his upper body, and his legs naturally kicked on Uncle England's body.

Wan Changsheng, who had been bowing his head and sorting out his sketches, heard the mother's quick apology, and the uncle was obviously saying that it was okay, so he asked a few more words.

Wan Changsheng could hear that the woman's mood was a little sad, but he couldn't distinguish the words, and when he turned his head, he saw that Huanhuan had fallen asleep again, and Du Wen's eyes were shining and she was obviously listening.

He whispered to his eyes: "Sick, the muscles have serious degeneration, the specific symptoms are not understood, anyway, it means that there is not long to live, fortunately, the family conditions are okay, the mother is ready to take the child to travel to as many places as possible, and spend the last time of his life......"

Du Wen, who said this, was full of tenderness in her eyes, and she no longer had the same indifference and depression as before, as if she was telling Wan Changsheng that we are already so happy.

Wan Changsheng read this meaning and nodded slowly.

Who knew that uncle, he actually thought about the button and called the flight attendant over to ask if he could stand.

Du Wen was surprised when she translated.

The flight attendant was also surprised, and Uncle England explained the child's story, and finally said, "I think the child should sleep with his legs flat, so I want to stand." ”

The stewardess thought about it and reminded that except for bumps and landings, it is not impossible to stand the rest of the time.

So the quiet English uncle, in the midst of the child's mother's apologies, stood up, leaned back on the back of his chair and continued to read his book.

The whole flight, just he stood motionless and looked down at a book.

Leaning on the back of the chair in front of Wan Changsheng, the cover of the book was probably thirty centimeters away from his eyes.

He first looked curiously at what kind of book it was.

I almost didn't laugh out loud, but it was actually this IKEA product catalog!

I thought he was reading some great literary masterpiece.

So Wan Changsheng smiled and patted the other party's sleeve and asked in stammering English words, "Can you show me?" I want to buy something......"

The uncle smiled unexpectedly and said OKOK.

Wan Changsheng found that it was not so difficult to communicate English with others, so he took the book and stood up: "For three grams of oil, you can take me down, and you will go up after I finish reading?" ”

The uncle was really stunned at this time, and it was estimated that he was disgusted by Wan Changsheng's shameless English, and it took a few seconds to smile and pat Wan Changsheng's shoulder and say OKOK.

Then sit down.

However, Wan Changsheng does not have the spotless temperament of his family.

pulled tens of thousands of pants, and actually chose to sit cross-legged in the aisle and flip through the book.

You can sit on the ground, and you don't have to stand stupidly.

The tenderness in Du Wen's eyes is about to flow out, such a warm man is worth accompanying for a lifetime, comfortably helping Jia Huanhuan pull up a small blanket and take a nap by herself.

You must know that this return flight, even if it has to stop in Doha, will only have to rest after four or five hours, and maybe you will have to help Wan Changsheng rotate by yourself.

However, the British uncle noticed at a glance the hand-drawn manuscript that Wan Changsheng placed on the folding table, and observed it with great interest.

He even looked at the young man sitting next to him who was flipping through the product catalog suspiciously.