Lan Feng and Lan Wen, the father and son, scolding people also according to a routine.

Entering the mall, Lan Feng recognized the brand more familiarly than Lan Ye.

"Hello sir," the shopping guide bowed politely, "Do you need me to introduce you?" ”

Lan Feng nodded, walked to the display shelf, and dragged a few clothes out.

Lan Ye sat down on the guest sofa and yawned unhurriedly.

"How's this one?" Lan Ye took a light gray slim-fitting short trench coat.

"Very good." Lan Ye glanced at it.

Lan Feng handed the windbreaker to the shopping guide and continued to drag something else: "What about this one?" ”

"Okay." Lan Ye squinted.

"This one?"

"Make do."

"This one?"

"General."

Lan Feng is tireless, and Lan Ye lacks interest.

But the shopping guide is busy.

Several beautiful girls, each holding a bunch of clothes in their hands, followed behind Lan Feng and asked him to continue picking.

Mr. Lan bought clothes and maintained the consistent style of a domineering president.

Buy only the expensive ones and buy the right ones.

Picking and picking more than a dozen sets, Lan Feng was a little tired, coughed lightly and gasped a few times: "Go, try." ”

Lan Ye looked at the row of shopping guides, sighed helplessly, and went to the fitting room to change clothes.

Lan Feng sat on the sofa, drinking warm white water, barely calming the depression in his chest.

A swipe.

Lan Ye opened the curtain: "Brother! ”

Lan Ye changed into the first set of clothes that Lan Ye took.

A thin white sweater with light-colored slacks and a light gray trench coat over it.

Lan Ye is 188 tall, with long legs, waist and thin face, and when he wears this set of clothes, he immediately makes people's eyes shine.

"Well," Lan Feng nodded, showing a rare smile: "Yes, this set is required, change the next one." ”

The shopping guides are all people who are used to seeing rich people, and they take advantage of Lan Ye's change of clothes to praise vigorously.

"Your brother looks so good in that outfit just now."

"He's more handsome than a poster model!"

"So handsome and so temperamental, your brother looks like a different person."

What kind of aura is Mr. Lan?

What kind of character is Mr. Lan?

Mr. Lan has seen more rice on the market than they have eaten!

Mr. Lan said lightly: "It's nothing different, it's just a little taller, a little thinner, and the face is not crooked......"

Shopping guide: "......" is not the right sycophant?

Mr. Lan took a sip of water and continued: "Count him as his own struggle, he went abroad early to study for a master's degree and doctorate, played e-sports and won a world championship, and he will go to the national station to record a show tomorrow night...... Nothing more. ”

Shopping guide: Is "......" showing off?

It's all so obvious, it's not a show-off.

So, they got it right!

Lan Ye changed his clothes and walked out: "Is this okay?" ”

This outfit looks more formal, with a waist-cinching Korean-style modified suit and a faint silver-blue fabric, highlighting Lan Ye's lazy and gorgeous temperament.

"Hmm," Lan Feng nodded, "Next set." ”

Lan Ye sighed: "Brother, two sets are enough, and I don't need to change clothes halfway through the show." ”

"Donate all your old clothes, and you will know to fool yourself all day long, and put all kinds of rags on your body...... Go, change the next set! Lan Feng didn't negotiate at all.

Lan Ye felt so tired.

He thought that the boy could buy clothes in ten minutes, but it seemed that he was thinking too much.

His brother's posture is obviously to empty half of the store.

It turned out that Lan Ye thought too much.

An hour later, Lan Feng left his address to sign the bill.

He didn't buy half a point, and he bought seven or eight sets of clothes.

Lan Ye thought that Lan Feng had stopped, but as a result, Lan Ye thought too much about it.

Leaving this store, Lan Feng went to the next store.

"This set and this set ...... That set, and the set next to it, don't do four sets, and take off the rest," Lan Feng sat on the sofa and waved his chin at Lan Ye: "Go and try." ”

Lan Ye: "......"

Lan Ye struggled: "Brother, you have already bought a lot, my clothes are really enough to wear......"

"Go! Try! Lan Feng coldly accentuated his tone.

Lan Ye rubbed his eyebrows, and could only sigh while trying it on.

I left the house at half past nine in the morning, bought and bought, bought until twelve o'clock at noon, had a meal with Lan Feng, rested for a while, and continued to buy at one o'clock in the afternoon......

Lan Ye felt that he might be a little stupid, really, how could he think that the battle would end in ten minutes!

His brother, the domineering president, obviously won't give up easily.

Lan Ye regretted that he shouldn't have gone home, shouldn't have told his family, and shouldn't have promised Lan Feng to accompany him to buy clothes!

In the e-sports circle, the blue god with a mouth and a broken leg had a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

It's too difficult at home, it's harder than playing games, it's harder than winning the world championship.

Lan Feng did not move in one store, but changed several stores and moved slowly.

Being able to toss a lazy person like Lan Ye so much that he doesn't even want to say anything is also Lan Feng's ability.

When I came, the morning light was shining, and when I left, it was already twilight.

Lan Ye held the steering wheel, his eyes full of exhaustion: "Brother, next time I'd rather go out in a sack than you buy clothes with me." ”

Lan Feng glanced at him: "Do you think I am willing to buy it with you?" It's not about how you dress all day long, how old you are, you should also pay attention to your image. ”

"Your attention image, my attention image, and the attention image of the vast majority of people in this world, that is not the same concept, really, brother, you have created a precedent," Lan Ye smiled: "As long as it can be solved with money, even if you are tired of your own brother, it is worth it." ”

"Tired of you?" Lan Feng snorted coldly: "Your physical strength is too poor, you sit in front of the computer all day long and play games, you can't carry it on your shoulders, you can't lift it in your hands, and it's almost the same as waste." ”

Lan Ye thought to himself, you are embarrassed to say this, you are only responsible for buying, buying, buying, but I have to try one by one, take it off, put it on and take it off, you don't feel a backache when you stand and talk, I have a very bad backache when I sit and drive!

But Lan Ye wouldn't take it out to scare Lan Feng if he said this.

The eldest brother is like a father~

Lan Feng got the privilege of never attacking the Blue God Mouth Cannon, thinking that he had steadily pressed his head.

When he was about to get home, Lan Feng suddenly asked, "Why didn't you tell me what you told Dad?" ”

"Things? Oh, that," Lan Ye smiled: "I was going to tell you before, but then I didn't say it considering that you might object, and now that my parents are back, I don't want to hide it anymore, telling my dad is equivalent to telling you." ”

"I'm against it?" Lan Feng frowned: "What you like, isn't Sun Dong's granddaughter and Mr. Huang's sister?" ”

If it were them, Lan Feng would not object.

Lan Ye laughed: "Who told you that I like these girls, didn't you refuse it earlier?" ”

"Then, it's not their ......" Lan Feng looked at Lan Ye: "Who is it?" ”

"Keep it secret for a while, and I'll bring it back to you directly when I get back." Lan Ye didn't plan to sell Qiao Xuan at this time.

Lan Feng thought about it, but still felt that it was not right: "...... This girl you like isn't going to be out of line, is it? ”