his little luck

Chapter 767 Love You and Don't Surrender: Everyone Calls Me Young Master

Feng Xi took Mato Shoto's money and went down to buy clothes for him in a happy mood.

The clothing store is not far from the small dilapidated building where Feng Xi lives, just walk forward and turn two corners.

This clothing store is located in a place like the old city, and the storefront is also dilapidated and small. The clothes it sells are middle-aged and elderly T-shirts and big pants.

When Feng Xi entered the store, seeing those clothes, she felt a little guilty the moment she wanted to choose them.

No matter how you look at your friend who is a local tyrant and nouveau riche, he doesn't look like someone who can wear this kind of clothes.

But at this time of night, let's just dress casually.

When he went back at night, she washed his clothes for him, and let him wear his own clothes tomorrow.

After making up her mind, Feng Xi didn't feel so guilty anymore, and she began to choose clothes seriously.

But for middle-aged and elderly clothes, no matter how hard she picked them out, she couldn't find anything good-looking.

In the end, she chose a simple pink T and a pair of pure black pants.

She seriously doubted that she would wear it if she brought it back.

When checking out, one piece was thirty and two pieces were sixty.

This trip, Feng Xi earned a net tip of 4940.
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Feng Xi returned to the small apartment, and handed the bag of clothes to Mato Akira:
"Here, the clothes I bought for you, that...the style is not so fashionable, you can wear it first, I will wash your clothes for you at night, and you will wear your own clothes tomorrow."

Akira Mato took the bag, glanced into it with blue eyes, took it without saying a word, and went into the bathroom to change it.

Go in and come out again, but only five or six minutes.

Akira Mato came out again.

Feng Xi stared blankly again.

Who can tell her.

It's obviously a pink T, and big knee-length pants, why can this man dress so well.

The man with three-dimensional and handsome features had a smile on his lips. He had a slender and straight figure. The pink color on him did not show a trace of girlishness, but instead carried a vaguely evil charm.

Feng Xi finally understood.

If the clothes don't look good, it's not the clothes that are wrong, but the person.

#On the importance of models#
This local tyrant nouveau riche is definitely a man who can wear street stalls with a high sense of certainty.

Matou Xiao's eyes fell on Feng Xi.

The girl looked at him silly, and stared at him with a pair of beautiful big eyes, as reluctant to look away as before.

Apart from losing money, this girl is still a little pervert?
Thin lips curled up into a faint smile, Matou Sho walked up to Feng Xi with two long legs, stretched out his slender fingers, and tapped her forehead: "Wake up."

There was a touch of a man's fingertips on her forehead, Feng Xi came back to her senses, her heart skipped a beat, and she covered her head: "

"Why, don't poke my head."

In fact, being poked on the forehead doesn't matter at all.

Now it's just to cover up that I'm a little flustered.

Mayo Yoshiro looked down at her fair little face, and asked lazily:

"It's time to go to bed, where should I sleep at night?"

"Yeah, sleep and sleep."

Feng Xi said: "You sleep on the bed at night, I'll make the floor, and I'll change you into a clean quilt cover, how about it, the service is in place."

This small tone is a little bit embarrassing.

Mayo Akira raised his hand, stroked his chin, and said with a smile, "It's pretty good."

Feng Xi took out a new set of quilt covers from the bottom of the small wardrobe, made the bed, and changed the quilt cover and pillowcase.

After changing, she walked up to Mayo Akira, bent her slender waist, and said playfully:

"Master, please go to bed."

"Master?" Matou Akira smiled, "What does this mean?"

Feng Xi blinked: "These days I will be your tour guide. In order to let you have a better travel experience, some presidential suites will have butlers. My butler can also be very helpful."

Praise her, praise her.

Although the accommodation conditions are not very good.

But her service is top notch.

"It's pretty decent." Matou Akira commented, "But people I know don't call me Master, they all call me Young Master."

ha?
Little Lord?

what the hell!

This nouveau riche knows how to play, so the middle school is still young.

It sounds embarrassing, okay?
Feng Xi silently cursed in her heart.

She smiled on her small face: "Then do you want me to call you young master?"

"Need not."

Feng Xi: "...Then it's still called master?"

"Whatever you want." Matou Shoto gave her a lazy look, and said calmly, "Just don't laugh at me in your heart."

Feng Xi: "..."

She was shocked, how did he know that she was complaining about him.

Mato Akira said again: "Whatever you think is written on your face."

Feng Xi raised his little white hand and touched his face: "...Is it so obvious?"

"See through at a glance." Mayo Mayo looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and he said, "If you want to be strong, the first thing you need to do is learn to hide yourself, and don't let others see through what you're thinking easily."

Feng Xi asked without thinking: "Like you always smile?"

Mato Akara was startled, then smiled: "Yes. Don't let anyone see through your thoughts."

Feng Xi muttered: "That's so difficult, and you keep smiling like you're wearing a mask, it's fake."

is it hard?

fake?

Akira Mato felt in a trance that he had been smiling like this for an unknown how long.

He didn't want to talk about this issue anymore, and said with a smile: "It's late, go to bed."

He said and walked to the bed.

Feng Xi checked the time, it was around ten o'clock.

It's not very late yet.

Feng Xi said: "Go to bed first, I'll help you wash your clothes, you can wear them tomorrow, I will keep my voice down so I won't disturb you."

Mayo Akira sat on the bed, the single bed was quite small for a big man like him.

"No need to wash it," he said. "The clothes won't be worn a second time."

"Hey!" Really won't wear it a second time?

Feng Xi asked: "But what are you wearing tomorrow? You can't really wear what you are wearing now, right?"

Mato Akira only replied, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Even though Akira Mato said he didn't need to wash, Feng Xi went to wash his clothes for him.

When washing, she also looked at the logo of the clothes.

She recognized this brand, it was a high-end brand, and the price of any T or trousers ranged from a few thousand to tens of thousands.

This person wears it once and never wears it again?
It won't be a high imitation.

Probably.

After all, he is an upstart.

But even so, such a high-quality imitation is definitely not cheap.

This person is too wasteful!
Sure enough, I still hate nouveau riche who are not short of money.
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Feng Xi washed the clothes for Mato Akatsuki and hung them up to dry.

In order not to disturb Akira Mato and affect his sleep, she turned on the small lamp, hid aside, and made handwork, which can be taken home and done on a piece-by-piece basis.

She didn't go to bed until twelve o'clock.

Meimei took a nap, and at five o'clock in the morning, she woke up automatically because of her biological clock.

He got up from the ground in a trance, and stretched.

Out of the corner of Feng Xi's eyes, she caught a glimpse of her own bed, and a sleeping beauty was sleeping on her bed.

Eeeeeeeee!

(End of this chapter)