The female partner who crosses the abandoned woman does not counterattack

Chapter 21 It suits you

Hearing this, the shopkeeper smiled happily, picked up the key on his body and opened the cabinet, and brought out several rows of rouge with different scents, and some beautifully embroidered ribbons, which were expensive at a glance.

Ye Yao frowned and pulled Song Qingxiu back, "I don't need to buy these now."

"Why?" Song Qingxiu was puzzled, "Didn't you just say you wanted to buy some rouge and gouache?"

Ye Yao was at a loss for words, feeling like she was digging a hole for herself.

".I, I just thought that Shaoyao gave me a new rouge some time ago. I haven't used them yet, so I don't want to waste them." Is this person deliberately contradicting her, she doesn't want it anymore, why is she still doing it all the time? Let her want it!

"Oh, really?"

Hearing that Song Qingxiu lowered his head and stared at Ye Yao, doubts floated in his heart again.Although he seldom paid attention to Ye Shiyao, he clearly remembered that Ye Shiyao had one of her greatest hobbies, that is, whenever there was a new good rouge, he had to buy it for her as soon as possible.The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because when he looked at the account books every month, he could see that among Ye Shiyao's expenses, rouge jewelry was the most.

He can understand that a woman is someone who pleases herself. After all, he can't give her what she wants, so he lets Ye Shiyao find happiness in other places.So when he heard Ye Shiyao said that he didn't want to waste it, he was quite surprised.

"You really didn't like anything else?" Song Qingxiu confirmed again and again.

"No, no, let's go." Seeing that the girls on the side started to talk about the relationship between the two, Ye Yao just wanted to leave the rouge shop quickly and didn't want to chatter here for people to watch.

"Wait." Holding Ye Yao's body who was about to go out, Song Qingxiu took out a pink ribbon from a box on the table covered with a red cloth.

"Buy this one, it suits you quite well."

When Ye Yao was picking things just now, he noticed this tripping strap. For some reason, he felt that it was very suitable for Ye Yao now.

Ye Yao raised her eyes, she couldn't hide her surprise, she lowered her head slightly, and looked at the hairband lying on Song Qingxiu's palm, on it was embroidered delicate and flexible plum blossoms in red, green and gold, neither gorgeous nor plain , is indeed Ye Yao's favorite style.Ye Yao frowned, with a look of confusion on whether to answer or not.

A woman was given something by a man, and the other party said it was very suitable for her. Even a woman would be very moved, but when Ye Yao wanted to take it, the tingling pain on her neck reminded her of the day when Song Qingxiu was in the crowd. With indifferent eyes, he suddenly felt startled, and withdrew his half-outstretched hand.

"Uh, forget it. I wear men's clothing most of the time now. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to tie my hair with this color." Pushing away Song Qingxiu's hand, Ye Yao ran out as if fleeing, and while running, she touched herself Started to get hot face.

What's the matter with Song Qingxiu, is he crazy? He treats her so well all of a sudden. She is really not used to Song Qingxiu like this. It seems that the ice cube face makes her feel more secure.She rubbed the goosebumps that had arisen for no reason, and said, was she being molested like that just now?
Not long after Ye Yao ran out, Song Qingxiu also followed. He didn't ask Ye Yao why she was so abnormal suddenly, but walked with her as usual, neither of them spoke.

After going through the rouge shop, Ye Yao realized that a person like Song Qingxiu walking on the street would indeed cause many people to whisper in secret. No wonder he was calm and composed just now when he was stared at by a group of young girls in the rouge shop.

She quietly glanced at Song Qingxiu's side face, and saw that the corners of his mouth were raised all day today, as if he was in a good mood.

That's right, Song Qingxiu is the famous Mr. Pianpian. Basically, everyone's impression of him is that he is as gentle as jade and gentle.She has also seen that Song Qingxiu treats his servants with a pleasant face on weekdays, without any arrogance, and is as kind as others say.Of course, his kindness is all except for Ye Shiyao.

Ye Yao thought of her sister Ye Jinxin who she hadn't seen since she woke up, and suddenly became curious about their story.What kind of woman would make Song Qingxiu miss her so much.She should be a nice girl, at least she is a fellow villager.Ye Yao thought rather narcissistically.

"Is there anything else you want to see next?" The man beside him who hadn't spoken since he came out suddenly stopped.

Ye Yao came back from her thoughts when she heard the sound, she tilted her head and thought for a while, not knowing how to answer.If Song Qingxiu doesn't come, she wants to go everywhere, but if he wants to come, forget it
Seeing that Ye Yao didn't answer, Song Qingxiu continued, "If you don't have anything you want to buy for the time being, come with me to a place."

I dare say this is the reason why Song Qingxiu came out, but she thought that Song Qingxiu really wanted to go shopping with her, it was her whimsy.
"You have something to do, let's talk about it earlier, if you have something to do, go to your own business first, don't worry about me, I'll just go shopping by myself." Ye Yao smiled, and said with sincerity that she wanted to drive Song Qingxiu away.

Song Qingxiu looked at Ye Yao slightly with his slender Danfeng eyes, and remained silent.He obviously didn't say a word, and his face was as gentle as a spring breeze, but Ye Yao felt a little guilty as if he had done something bad.

She hates that she always looks like a dwarf as long as she is in Song Qingxiu, but because she is afraid that Song Qingxiu will see something, Ye Yao has no choice but to grit her teeth and fight it out.

"Let's go together." After saying that, Ye Yao wept silently, when will this oppressed slave have the day to turn around.

(End of this chapter)