Chapter 92: Little Happiness
The two came to a clothing store together, and He Yumo looked at the clothes in the clothing store curiously.
When she saw the brands of those clothes, she couldn't help but be surprised, how could there be Alayi's clothes here?
He looked at Ling Han in surprise, trying to get an answer from him.
Ling Han saw the doubts in her heart, "It's normal! Alayy has branches in many countries around the world. β
"Looks like I'm really a rich man!" He Yumo laughed.
A black line crossed Ling Han's face......
"Mr. and Miss, if you like it, you can try it!" Beautiful waitress who speaks fluent English (for some reason, English after that was replaced by Chinese!). I beg your pardon...... οΌ
Ling Han nodded, his eyes sweeping over every piece of clothing in the window little by little.
He Yumo rummaged through the hangers standing in the hall, and finally stopped on a white chiffon shirt with a doll collar.
"Ling Han, I like this." He Yumo pointed to the dress and said.
Ling Han's gaze returned to He Yumo's finger and looked at her with contempt, "Childish! β
"Emma, I'm just naΓ―ve, don't you know!" What can you do with me! Hum......
Ling Han seemed to understand He Yumo's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "I only buy what I like, that's what you like, you can pay for it." β
I'll go! Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned! I was kidnapped from your warm bed to the car early in the morning, and it would be nice to be able to get dressed, so where did I get my wallet?
"Oh, of course I want to wear it!" He Yumo jumped up and ran to Ling Han's side, stretched out his hand and shook his arm, looking like a little woman's coquettishness.
Ling Han smiled evilly, "It's not good, I don't like it!" β
"Why do you have to like it? What a bully! He Yumo muttered quietly.
"What did you say?"
"Ah--?h In order not to be suspected by Ling Han, He Yumo deliberately made a sloppy look, "I said do you like me or not?" β
In order to hide her weakness, she casually brushed the broken hair around her ears.
"What do you say?" Ling Han raised his eyebrows, not answering her question directly.
He Yumo is embarrassed, shouldn't he answer that he likes it? In this way, she can logically say: if you like me, you must like what I like.
And then to achieve their own wishes, and finally the perfect finale.
But it turned out that she really thought too much.
"I want to hear from you!" He Yumo deliberately made a snorting sound and squeezed her eyes at Ling Han.
Ling Han shook his head helplessly, "Do you have to say it?" β
"Hey, isn't it a man? Mother-in-law's. He Yumo pretended to be dissatisfied and complained.
If you don't achieve your goal, you will not give up, and you must put his words out!
"I like you." Ling Han rubbed He Yumo's bangs dotingly.
He Yumo smiled sweetly, but the next sentence did not make He Yumo vomit blood angrily.
"But I'm not a lover of houses and blacks!"
"You ......" He Yumo raised his fist for failing to succeed in his treacherous plan, and when he saw Ling Han's handsome face, his fist still hung down weakly, and scolded Ling Han from beginning to end in his heart.
"Do you really like it?" Ling Han looked at He Yumo with a smile.
That smile made He Yumo's heart involuntarily furious, and her intuition told her that things were by no means so simple.
"It's alright!"
"Oh, forget it, I said I would have bought it for you if you liked it so much." Ling Han's hands were on He Yumo's shoulders and he spoke again, "But if you don't like it that much, then forget it!" β
"I like it, I like it, I like it very much." He Yumo nodded desperately.
Ling Han chuckled and said to the waiter, "Take this dress off and give it to her to try." β
The waitress was a little distracted, this clothing store was relatively close to the airport, and she often saw foreigners coming to buy clothes, but this was the first time she had seen such a handsome man.
Especially when he laughs, although it looks a little unnatural, it is the most beautiful.
But seeing that he was so kind to that girl, they must be a couple! Thinking about it like this, she felt a lot of loss in her heart.
"Beauty?" This is the second time He Yumo has called the waitress lady.
I saw that she had been staring at Ling Han in a daze, although He Yumo's heart was still a little jealous, but she was quite happy.
After all, her man is good enough, so he will make other women pity.
The waitress reacted from her distraction and walked to the fitting room with He Yumo.
Ling Han continued to look at the other clothes in the store, and when he passed by a long white dress, his feet involuntarily stopped.
The design style of that dress is almost the same as the style of the dress he designed for Shang Xue back then.
The white palm brushed the hem of the skirt, and the label on the window wall immediately appeared.
Designer: Somnus Product Name: Goddess
Let my love for you drift away with the wind, may the wind bring my thoughts to you!
Seeing those words, Ling Han actually stopped for a long time, why did that feeling so familiar?
"Sir, you have an eye, this piece of Somnus, one of Australia's most famous designers." At some point, a waiter appeared beside Ling Han and politely introduced him.
Ling Han muttered the name in his mouth, and after a moment, his calm voice sounded, "Why haven't I heard of this Somnus?" β
"Oh sir, Somnus is a very low-key designer, and all of her work doesn't attend any shows, so you probably don't know about her." The waiter explained with a smile.
After thinking about it, he continued: "It is said that she has always settled in Tansmania, and all her works are just unique, and there is no one in Australia who does not know her. β
"Ling Han, how is it? Looks good, right? Before Ling Han could continue to ask, He Yumo had already changed his clothes, ran to his side with an excited face, and turned in circles repeatedly.
Ling Han pursed his lips and said with a serious look: "It seems to be a little younger." β
"Ahhh
He Yumo pouted, "I don't even think you're an uncle, you still dislike me?" β
Ling Han was helpless, "Okay, it's barely possible." β
"What? It's obviously good-looking, isn't it? β
"I really haven't found ......," Ling Han spat out a sentence faintly again.
He Yumo's head was about to burst into flames, and he yelled: "I don't care, you pay." "That's the point!
"Try that!" Ling Han stretched out his finger and pointed to the white gauze skirt.
He Yumo's body was slightly stiff, she was not so stupid, how could she not see that the style of the skirt was not much different from the one in the bathroom.
"I don't like white." Her limited IQ could only come up with this excuse.....
Ling Han seemed to see her thoughts, "I'm talking about the pale yellow one. β
He Yumo's eyes looked over again, and then she found that there was a set of pale yellow skirts next to the white skirt, which looked pretty good.
"Why are you so excited? I know you're not fit in white. The corners of Ling Han's mouth hung into a malicious smile.
"You die! I'm going to have that white one today. He Yumo stubbornly raised her little face, looking unconvinced.
Ling Han laughed out loud because his treacherous plan had succeeded, he knew that this little pepper would not follow his wishes, so he said that it was the one next to him.
A few minutes later, He Yumo changed into the white skirt and slowly walked out of the locker room biting her lower lip.
When Ling Han raised his eyes, all the expressions on his face were frozen at that moment, and as he expected, that dress was very suitable for her body.
The beautiful little face is even more delicate under the background of the skirt, and the beauty is suffocating.
Seeing the stiffness on Ling Han's face, He Yumo was a little embarrassed, and said nervously, "I'll just say I'm not suitable for white!" β
She still knows that this dress is so goddessy, it's not something that she can tarnish with this tease.
Ling Han calmed down and didn't say a word, but silently walked up to He Yumo.
Reaching out and holding her shoulder, he slowly turned her body so that she was facing the mirror on the wall.
The moment He Yumo saw herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and the dress seemed to be specially tailored for her.
It's not that she's narcissistic, it's really beautiful.
At this time, she no longer looks like Cinderella, but a real princess.
"Goddess, you are so beautiful." Ling Han gently wrapped his arms around her slender waist and whispered in her ear.
The warm breath made He Yumo a little unaccustomed, and a heat rose inexplicably in his heart.
"Yes, this young lady is so beautiful in this dress!" The waiter who accompanied He Yumo to the locker room also began to appreciate.
It's not just how much she can get a commission because the dress is sold, but just that she really thinks it looks good.
"That's it! And a few pieces over there are wrapped up together. Ling Han let go of the hand holding He Yumo and pointed to the other clothes in the window.
He Yumo reacted from her distraction and exclaimed, "Why are you buying so much?" β
Ling Han didn't pay attention to He Yumo, but followed the waiter to the counter.
I took out my wallet from my pocket, and as soon as I opened it, the various cards inside began to exude an attractive atmosphere.
Stretched out his hand and pulled out a black card with gold edges, and handed it directly to the waiter.
He Yumo stared at the wallet in Ling Han's hand with wide eyes, his eyes never left his wallet, and he couldn't help but sigh: It's a wonderful time to be accompanied by local tyrants!
However, in the next second, she would not think like this soon.
"That's 1.8 million in total." The waiter said to Ling Han while looking at the computer.
Ling Han nodded indifferently, turned to He Yumo and spit out a sentence faintly, "One million and eight million, remember to give it back to me." β
Nani? One million and eight million? He Yumo was frightened by this astronomical number, and the little unstable under her feet, she didn't hear it wrong, right?