Surrender At a Glance

Jiang Xiche glanced sideways casually, but he didn't expect that it was Xu Fei's face.

Xu Fei just looked at the clothes, but didn't even notice that Jiang Xiche was here. After meeting him, a huge surprise leaped over her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth continued to smile.

"Ache, why are you here?"

Jiang Xiche quickly retracted his gaze from Xu Fei, continued to look at the dress in front of him, and said quietly, "Come out with Yi Yan for a stroll."

Hearing what he said, the smile on Xu Fei's face couldn't help stiffening, and when her eyes turned, she inadvertently saw the hickey on his neck, and her pupils shrank.

She calmed down secretly for a while, and continued to smile and joked to him: "You, a busy person who doesn't take vacation all year round, actually have time to go shopping with his wife?"

Jiang Xiche: "Well, I took a day off specially."

"Then you are quite competent." Xu Feipi smiled without a smile, and looked at the dress in a blink of an eye. "Do you think this dress looks good, too? I just fell in love with it."

Yi Yan in the locker room is gnashing her teeth. The top she is now wearing is a V-neck, but Jiang Xiche has planted a lot of marks on her neck and collarbone. It would be embarrassing if she went out and was seen.

So she pondered for a moment and decided to put her hair on it to block it.

After coming out, she looked around for a while, and unexpectedly found that Jiang Xiche was standing with Xu Fei, and Xu Fei was still smiling like a flower.

She narrowed her eyes, and immediately strode towards the two of them. She spoke at a distance of half a meter: "What are you doing?"

The two turned around, and Xu Fei looked up and down at Yi Yan. Seeing that the other's eyes were suspicious, she smiled and said, "What a coincidence, Mrs. Jiang, I just ran into Ache and chatted with him casually."

"Yeah, it's a coincidence. It's been a long time." Yi Yan smiled politely at her, then showed her clothes to Jiang Xiche and turned around slightly, "Does it look good?"

Jiang Xiche glanced at her earnestly. She was wearing a V-neck chiffon shirt and commuter skirt. She was lightly familiar and looked intellectual and elegant.

"It looks good." He said, raising his hand to pull her hand on the collarbone.

Yi Yan hurriedly avoided, and gave him a warning look.

Jiang Xiche's expression was light, and he reacted quickly, retracted his hand, turned sideways slightly to let her see the clothes in the glass cabinet, and asked her, "Do you like this one?"

When the shopping guide saw Jianburu flying over, he smiled and flattered and introduced: "Mr.'s vision is really good. This dress is limited to 30 in the world. The one that just arrived yesterday is the only one in this store. The wife's figure is absolutely suitable for her. Tailor-made."

"Really? No one bought it that day?" Yi Yan was dubious about this, examining the dress.

The shopping guide smiled and said, "Because it is relatively expensive, it is the most expensive piece of clothing in this store."

"how many digits?"

The shopping guide said a number, and Yi Yan was frightened. She hadn't worn such an expensive skirt after more than 20 years of life. She opened her mouth and said, "Is this too expensive?"

Xu Fei on the side finally said again at this moment, with her always elegant smile, "I like this dress quite a lot, and I also saw it at the same time as Ache. Since Mrs. Jiang is too expensive, I bought it. "

Yi Yan was speechless for a while, looking at her skirt tangledly.

The skirt is a style she likes, but she thinks it is too expensive. Although Jiang Xiche is not bad for money, no one's money comes from the wind. She still feels pain when she thinks of spending so much at once.

Jiang Xiche saw her hesitation. When the shopping guide was about to get Xu Fei skirts, he suddenly said: "I want the skirts, double the price."

Several people were stunned, and the shopping guide reacted as quickly as possible, with an uncontrollable surprise on his face, confirming to him: "This gentleman, what you said is true?"

"Fake, fake!" Yi Yan denied Jiang Xiche in time, and even pulled him away in panic, "Give the skirt to this lady, let's look at others."

The shopping guide's smile instantly received a lot, but she quickly turned her hopes to Xu Fei, "This lady, are you sure you want to buy?"

Xu Fei looked at the couple who were walking away, with mixed feelings, until the two of them turned the corner, she hesitated "um".

Yiyan pulled Jiang Xiche back to the front of the locker room, and reprimanded him with one hand on his hips: "Jiang Xiche, you don't see it, you are a prodigal? Do you want to double the price of such an expensive dress?"

Jiang Xiche: "You don't like it too."

"Who said I like it? I don't like it." Yiyan denied it, patted her chest, "I think this set on me is more affordable and better-looking."

Jiang Xiche didn't break through her, only asked: "Are you sure? If you want, I will discuss with Xu Fei and give you the skirt."

Seeing his seriousness in talking to himself, Yi Yan's heart was caught off guard, but he continued to pretend to be serious: "No, I don't like it very much. I know you dote on your wife, but money is not spent like this."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiche helped her fiddle with the bangs on his forehead, and looked into her eyes as usual, "Knowing that it saves money for her husband, there is no white pet."

For some reason, Yi Yan felt embarrassed when he called himself her husband, and turned to the dressing room, "shameless."

After buying their own clothes, Yi Yan and Jiang Xiche moved to a men's clothing store. Yi Yan especially liked the handsome guys with good clothes. When they saw so many fashionable clothes in the store, they wanted to put on Jiang Xiche right away.

But she still chose to focus on Jiang Xiche's preferences, and asked him while looking around: "Jiang Xiche, what style do you like."

"Pick what you like." Jiang Xiche held her hand in one hand and the clothes she just bought in the other, watching casually. In fact, he doesn't choose clothes very much, just simple and normal.

Yi Yan gave him a speechless look, "Why pick what I like? It's not what I want to wear. Of course, pick what you like."

He said: "I should like what you like."

"Oh?" Yi Yan squinted slightly and smiled with satisfaction, "Do you believe my eyes so much?"

"Ok."

"Well, let this designer turn into a dresser, let you turn from a domineering president to a fashionable youth!"

If he said nothing, Yi Yan immediately turned into a clothing harvester and took a lot of clothes for Jiang Xiche to change one by one.

I have to say that good-looking people are born with clothes racks. Yi Yan thinks that Jiang Xiche's appearance in casual clothes can kill all Internet celebrities in seconds. Like an 18-year-old college student, he exudes a youthful atmosphere.

After seeing his serious look in his suit and leather shoes, Yi Yan was too greedy for his rare look. She was surprised once when he changed one, and she almost drooled.

Jiang Xiche ran back and forth in the locker room several times, and was a little annoyed. This time he finally switched to the last one.

An oversize black suit, a black turtleneck sweater and black pants, a black suit against his slender figure gives a sense of abstinence, and is mixed with silk danger.

Yi Yan was like a nymphomaniac, with her nails poking her lower lip, her eyes red-hearted and turning around him, "Jiang Xiche, you are so handsome."

Hearing her boasting that she was handsome again, the irritability in Jiang Xiche's heart caused by changing clothes suddenly disappeared. Although it took a lot of time to try on clothes, she praised her every time she came out, which was quite worth it.

"Satisfaction is fine." He had to turn around to change his clothes after he said. He hasn't worn these casual clothes for a long time. He is still a little uncomfortable.

"No!" Yi Yan grabbed his arm abruptly and smiled flatteringly at him, "Jiang Xiche, you can wear this for the next half day, don't change it."

"...Has not been washed, not clean."

"It's okay, and it's not poisonous. Don't change it back. I like how you are now, and if you change, I don't know when I will see you wearing it again." Yi Yan begged to put his hands together against his lips, grieving. Blinked, "I beg you."

Jiang Xiche looked down at her, his expression darkened slightly, "Don't you like my usual way?"

"I like it, but I usually look a lot more, and occasionally I have to change my taste." In order to persuade him, Yi Yan shook his hand and spoiled him, "Well Jiang Jiang? You have this She looks relatively young, like the Korean Oppa, which allows me to experience the feelings of the heroine of a Korean drama."

Jiang Xiche: "..."

He said he doesn't wear this as if he is old? And he doesn't think there is anything special about this dress, isn't it also black? At best, it was a little more casual.

Seeing that he was not speaking, Yi Yan shook his hand harder and kept shouting "Jiang Jiang", which caused the shopping guide brother to cover his lips and laugh.

Jiang Xiche said helplessly: "Don't call me that."

"Then you wear it or not? I kept calling you like that if you didn't wear it." Yi Yan raised an eyebrow and threatened him proudly.

Jiang Xiche stared at her silently for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly said: "Change the name, maybe I can wear it."

Change the name? What is called?

Yi Yan rolled her eyes and pondered for a while, guessing the meaning of his words, she couldn't help feeling awkward, and she dodged a few glances at him.

He is poignantly picky!

She secretly despised Jiang Xiche. Because she was forced to call his husband on occasions, she didn't feel any embarrassment, but the moment was different. She whispered and quickly said: "Husband."

"Huh?" Jiang Xiche didn't seem to hear clearly.

Yi Yan didn't know if he really didn't hear clearly or if he didn't hear clearly, he curled his lips and stood on tiptoe close to his ear, "husband."

The volume of the whisper, the warm breath sprinkled on the auricle, and Jiang Xiche's heart trembled.

He has never felt that the title of husband is so exciting.

After Yi Yan put her feet down, she immediately showed a fierce look at him, threatening him: "Satisfied, right? If you don't wear it, I will assume you are playing tricks on me. The consequences of my anger are very serious."

"Wear." He said, even if she didn't shout, he would wear it.

After leaving the clothing store, Yiyan took Jiang Xiche's hand and checked the time on his watch, which was exactly two thirty.

She thought for a while and suggested: "Jiang Xiche, now you accompany me to do a manicure, do it at four o'clock, and then we go to a movie, after watching six o'clock, just go home for dinner, how about ?"

"Ok."

...

There are many beauties in the nail salon doing manicures, but Yiyan is accompanied by a man. The handsome face of the man who enters the salon attracts the attention of the women in the store.

Looking around, Yi Yan felt very proud. The man the women are watching is her man, very good, very good.

Jiang Xiche chose a manicure with Yi Yan, but he didn't expect that it was a man who was going to do Yi Yan's nails. He was not happy, and said to the store manager, "Change to a woman."

The shop manager thought he didn't believe in the skills of male manicurists, and explained: "Don't worry, our manicurists here are all professional, and men are no worse than women."

"It's done by changing women." Jiang Xiche was indifferent, quite the spirit of a boss instructing employees.

The store manager understood it after a few seconds, and couldn’t help but smile: “Sorry sir, there are more customers in the store today, and there are arrangements for female employees at present. If you must have female employees, you will have to wait a while. Row."

Yi Yan felt that Jiang Xiche was inexplicable and pushed his arm, "What are you doing? It's me who does the manicure, but not you. Are you still picking it?"

When the shopkeeper saw him, he smiled more and teased Yi Yan: "Beauty, your boyfriend doesn't want your hand to be touched by other men."

what? Yi Yan's expression stopped for an instant, and his eyes looked at Jiang Xiche in amazement, and there was a feeling that his heartbeat accelerated.

Jiang Xiche glanced at the talkative store manager slightly dissatisfied, and took Yi Yan's hand to the waiting area.

When he arrived at the rest area, Yi Yan sat down and asked with a smile: "Jiang Xiche, is it what she said? You don't want other men to touch my hand?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xiche picked up the nail magazine on the desktop, looked down and read it calmly, "I have a cleanliness addiction, and I don't like my women having physical contact with other men."

His woman...

After hearing this, Yi Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She felt shy and sweet in her heart. She scratched her face and muttered, "This **** possessiveness."

Because of Jiang Xiche's possessiveness, Yi Yan's manicure that could be done in an hour and a half was dragged for two hours.

When I arrived at the cinema, it happened that there was a movie still ten minutes away, so Yi Yan hurriedly bought two tickets and pulled Jiang Xiche upstairs.

Since the two arrived late, the tickets bought were in the corner of the last row, and not adjacent seats, with a space in between.

Entering the theater and sitting in the seat, Jiang Xiche was not in a good mood. There were strangers sitting on the left and right. What's the difference between watching a movie alone?

Yi Yan didn't care, sitting in the corner, taking movie tickets, and showing off the manicure he had just done.

After half a minute, Jiang Xiche turned to look at the woman who blocked him and Yi Yan, and asked politely: "Hello, I want to change positions with you, can I?"

The woman who was his age turned to him, her eyes through the lens suddenly supported, as if a little shy, then she looked at Yi Yan, not knowing what she was thinking, sorry to Jiang Xiche Smile: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Xiche didn't discuss with her anymore, his eyes fell on Yi Yan, who was playing selfies before the movie started. After a moment of silence, he suddenly got up and walked around the woman in the middle to reach Yi Yan's feet.

Yi Yan raised his eyes, and before he could see who he was, he was picked up from his seat. Within a few seconds, he sat in her seat, and she sat on his lap, almost with He sat together.

She identified him as Jiang Xiche based on the smell on his body. She was really confused by his series of operations. She subconsciously wanted to get up, but he hugged her waist with one hand to prevent her from getting up. The low voice was in her ears. The side sounded: "Sit together."

Yi Yan trembled and looked at the next door in a panic. As expected, the woman was looking at her and Jiang Xiche with a hard expression.

She was so embarrassed, she slapped Jiang Xiche around her hand, turned her face and whispered blame: "Sit on your head, this is a public place, it's so inappropriate. Let go and go back to your position."

Jiang Xiche didn't let go, and even told her: "You are quiet, it is found that the influence is not good."

"..."

Neuropathy?

Do you know that the influence is bad?

Yi Yan was speechless, wondering if Jiang Xiche had any disease, and pressed her throat and said, "Look at the young lady next door looking at you with perverted eyes."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiche didn't care at all, she refused to change seats with him, and he couldn't help it.

"What's your nerve?" Yi Yan was even more speechless, gritted his teeth and warned him, "Hurry up and get back to your position, or I can change positions with you."

At this time, the advertisement on the screen ended, and the movie logo appeared on it.

Jiang Xiche ignored Yi Yan's words and whispered in her ear: "Yi Yan, watch the movie well and don't move around."

Yi Yan's ears were itchy, she shrank her neck uncomfortably, and hit Jiang Xiche's chest with her elbow, "You are poisonous? Why do you have to sit like this?"

"That chair is a bit dirty."

"real or fake?"

"Really."

"...Okay, then you lean back on the back of the chair, it's uncomfortable to sit like this." Yi Yan had no choice but to sigh and reluctantly compromise.

Jiang Xiche leaned back when she listened to her, she also leaned back and pressed her back against his chest. In order not to block his vision, she turned her head aside, so that she and him almost cheek to cheek.

The human seat, Yi Yan actually felt quite comfortable.

The movie is a suspense film, the plot is rather mind-blowing, Yi Yan is holding a glass of orange juice in both hands, looking frowning, biting the straw and whispering, "Jiang Xiche, do you understand?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xiche put his hands on her waist and pressed his chin lightly on her shoulders. Watching movies is also attentive, "I will tell you where I don't understand."

"Why didn't the murderer kill the man on the spot, but pretend to take care of him first, and then kill him in the air? It's so hard."

Jiang Xiche: "In order to reduce suspicion, create an alibi."

Yi Yan was broken by a single word, making a sound of sudden realization. He secretly realized that he was really stupid, but he wanted to conceal his IQ, "I'm just taking a test on you. I didn't think you were quite smart."

That's what she said, but she quickly slapped her face and asked Jiang Xiche several questions one after another.

Feeling embarrassed, she handed the straw to his mouth to show her courtesy, "Thanks to my commentator, moisten your throat."

Jiang Xiche didn't like to drink drinks, but he also held the straw she had just bitten in her mouth.

Yu Guang, the leading woman, noticed the interaction between the two and glanced sideways for a few moments. She felt uncomfortable and didn't want to be fed dog food anymore. She got up and sat in Jiang Xiche's original position.

Yi Yan noticed it and felt embarrassed. He lowered his voice and reminded Jiang Xiche: "Jiang Xiche, the woman next door has sat there. Have we affected her? We don't speak loudly."

"She can't be affected by sitting there." Jiang Xiche's eyes remained on the screen, as if it wasn't his business.

"Didn't you say your seat is dirty?"

"She may not care."

Yi Yan thought what he said was reasonable, nodded and said, "Will you sit next door? Or I can sit. If you hold me for two hours, I'm afraid you will not be able to stand it."

"No, you are very light."

This sentence deeply pleased Yi Yan, she put the back of her head to the other side, her expression relaxed, "Well, then you continue to hold me like this, I feel quite comfortable."

"Okay." Jiang Xiche folded his hands on her waist for a few minutes, and put his palm on her waist, encircling her.

The two began to watch the movie quietly, and the plot unknowingly reached the middle, and the villain flirted with his girlfriend at night.

Sitting on his lap, his girlfriend whispered in his ear, complimenting him on his intelligence and his power, and then began to bite his earlobe.

The villain made an expression of enjoyment along with his girlfriend's actions.

Yi Yan's eyes were straight, and the villain's expression was really sordid...

She wondered, is the sensitive part of boys ears?

In order to verify her inner thoughts, she turned her face and raised her chin before biting Jiang Xiche's earlobe.

Jiang Xiche turned his head to escape, and reprimanded her, "Don't make trouble."

Yi Yan looked at him curiously, "How does it feel?"

She didn't control her intensity, except for a little pain, Jiang Xiche didn't feel anything special. But he didn't say, he was silent, and stared at her with low eyes, "Want to know?"

Yi Yan nodded several times.

Jiang Xiche hugged her and sat up a bit, then turned his head close to her ears, held her earlobes, and gently touched the tip of his tongue.

"!!!"

Yiyan suddenly became numb all over, she shrank her neck to avoid him, touched her itchy ears, her cheeks dyed red in the dark, and cursed, "Bad son."

The corners of Jiang Xiche's lips hidden in the dark lightly curled up.