Chapter 415: Clothes

Xiaohong changed into a set of inverted large-sleeved jacket skirts.

The jacket is pink with plum embroidery, and the skirt is a red pleated skirt.

It is very eye-catching to match, making Xiaohong look playful, cute, and like a vigorous schoolgirl.

I don't know why, Xu San suddenly felt that if the plum on the jacket was replaced with holly kitty, it would definitely make people play.

"Is it pretty?" Xiaohong turned around in front of Xu San and asked.

"Beautiful!" Xu San replied honestly.

"That's it? I always feel like you're messing with me in the lake? Xiaohong stared at Xu San and asked with a puzzled face.

"So what do you want to do? Let me write a poem? Xu San asked with a smile.

Xiaohong nodded happily with an expectant look.

Xu San opened his mouth, and in an instant, an irregular limerick poem came out, but he didn't read it, "Go around me, I don't have that poetic talent." If you make a limerick poem casually, wouldn't it be sorry for your prosperous appearance? ”

Although she didn't get a gift poem, Xu San's praise still made her very useful.

So, Xiaohong pretended to be disappointed and unhappy, and said, "Then forget it!" ”

Seeing that Xiaohong was unhappy, Xu San thought for a moment and said, "Although there is no poem, I can give you a little advice on improving your makeup." ”

"How?"

"Change your hairstyle and change it to two braids, it's more vibrant."

Xiaohong touched her coiled hair, a little embarrassed, "Sister Hua is not here." ”

"I'll make it up for you."

"You're going to do this?" Xiaohong looked at Xu San with strange eyes.

"It's not difficult, three strands and five strands are fine, and the density of your hair is five strands."

Xiaohong blinked, "It's been thirty years since the Qing Dynasty died, and there aren't many men who can braid their hair." ”

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? To make it up or not to make it up? Let's go if you don't make it up! Xu San said impatiently.

"It's a rare opportunity for you, the leader, to serve me, how can this be wasted." With that, Xiaohong ran into the back room and found a few headbands of different colors.

Looking at the head rope in Xiaohong's hand, Xu San asked, "This seems to be given to you by Xiao Linzi, right?" As he spoke, he picked out one, "This one seems to have been bought in my store." ”

Looking at the head rope, Xiaohong also remembered Lin Dong, but Lin Dong's appearance seemed to be blurred in his memory.

She doesn't love this man!

This man is just a task for him, a springboard for her to reach *** high-level.

As soon as she thought of this, she was inexplicably a little more sad, feeling that it seemed difficult for a woman to get rid of the shackles of fate.

"Missed him?"

Xu San's voice pulled her into her thoughts.

He nodded slightly, in acknowledgement.

"Hmm.... Not recently, you also know that our Eighth Route Army has made a big move. After this while, I'll take you to him. ”

Xiaohong slowly raised her head, looked at Xu San, smiled against her will, and said, "Thank you." ”

In front of the dressing mirror, Xiaohong posed a few different postures, admiring herself in the mirror from different angles, "I didn't expect that brother-in-law, your craftsmanship is not bad, and your vision is also very accurate, and changing to a twisted braid is really much more pleasing to the eye than just now." ”

After speaking, he frowned, because the sloppy image of Xu San behind him did not match the image of her little fairy.

"Brother-in-law, why don't you go and change your clothes?"

Xu San looked at his image in the mirror and smiled shyly, "Isn't this good?" Isn't my green leaf just right for your delicate red flower? ”

"! Are you a safflower? You're a lump of sheep dung and eggs! Xiaohong mercilessly judged the shape of Xu Sanhua's pants and shirts.

Xu Sangang wanted to find a reason to shirk it, but when he saw Xiaohong's fierce appearance, he immediately coaxed, "Okay, I'll change!" ”

Looking at his few clothes, Xu San finally chose a Japanese-style Japanese skirt.

"Why are you wearing Dongying clothes again?" Xiaohong said a little unhappily.

"It's convenient, you can avoid trouble, and you can solve trouble." Xu San said while sorting out his clothes.

Xiaohong kept her mouth shut and picked up Xu San's clothes, "How many sets of clothes did my sister bring you?" ”

"In the school dormitory, I haven't brought it yet."

After flipping through it, she couldn't find a decent one, so Xiaohong had no choice but to give up and watch Xu San ride on the motorcycle in a skirt.

Xiaohong, who was dressed beautifully, did not choose to sit in the bucket, but chose to sit in the back seat, she stretched out her little hand, patted Xu San's back vigorously, and shouted, "Rack~"

"Hey~" Xu San sighed, kicked the motorcycle, gave a handful of oil, and the motorcycle immediately ran out.

"Oops~" The huge inertia made Xiaohong exclaim, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly hugged Xu San's waist, "Why don't you say anything when you're driving?!" ”

Xu San's deliberate misuse made Xiaohong resentful, and decided to buy a good pipa for a while, so that he could make a good blood.

However, just as she was thinking about buying a Shenma style, she found that Xu San turned a corner and entered Xiyangshi Street, which was not the way to the central city.

"Hey, you're on the wrong side, almost all the shops here are opened by Dongying people, and there are no pipa sellers." Xiaohong reminded.

"There are three strings for sale here, and they are all strings, so you can make do with them."

"Can the three strings be the same as the lute?"

"It's different, it's all stringed. You, Xiaohong, are a master of musical instruments, and even if you use a bow to play cotton, you can play the sound of nature. ”

"Nonsense, you want to come to the lake to get me again! Let me tell you, if you don't take me to buy a pipa today, I'll report it to the organization and say that you have insulted me. ”

"......" Xu San didn't answer, but stopped the motorcycle.

Xiaohong turned her head and looked, it was a flower shop.

Although the Dongying devil is not very good, his small and fresh aesthetic is still very pleasing to girls.

The arrangement of the flower shop is fresh and elegant, and the color scheme looks pleasing to the eye, especially the flowers placed outdoors, the flowers are all waiting to be put in the bag, and they are green and attractive.

Seeing the beautiful things, Xiaohong didn't use Xu San's greetings, so she took the initiative to get out of the car and ran over.

Standing in front of a bouquet of lilies, she took a deep breath, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers immediately spread throughout her body.

"Welcome!" The clerk took the initiative to come over to say hello when he saw Xiaohong, but after the clerk saw Xiaohong's outfit, he felt disdain in his heart, because Xiaohong's clothes were typical Chinese, although the cut and materials were of the highest quality, but the superiority of Dongying people in China still made him look down on Xiaohong from the bottom of his heart.

"How do you sell this flower!" Xiaohong asked.

"The flowers here don't sell for that person!" The clerk said with his hands clasped and his nostrils facing the sky, in a disdainful tone.

The word Shina is insulting!

If this was somewhere else, Red would definitely be furious, and even pull out her gun.

But this is Xiyang Market Street, it is the devil's street, and it is the devil's territory, even if Xiaohong's temper is bad in this kind of place, she has to endure it.