So in the end, Jia Huanhuan naturally asked Brother Changsheng to return to China in this suit!

In late August, I went back to Jiangzhou in a suit!

Wan Changsheng thinks this is too pretentious.

But Du Wen also raised her hands to agree.

She wanted to keep this feeling too much.

For this reason, she and Jia Huanhuan also sacrificed their lives and changed into new clothes they bought here to cooperate.

But why can girls wear cool skirts?

Jia Huanhuan changed into a light blue silk long-sleeved dress from the light luxury brand in the dressing room, with princess ruffles on the cuffs and knee skirts, and a large black bow around her neck.

When she first wore this skirt with golden high heels, she couldn't even walk.

But Du Wen held her to wear light black stockings again, echoing the bow. The 18-year-old college freshman was shocked by her new image in the mirror.

incredible!

Du Wen helped her untied her ponytail and scattered it into slightly curly hair, naturally long hair draped over her shoulders.

Wan Changsheng admitted that he was not used to seeing Jia Huanhuan's curly hair moving to a new house last year, because his clothes were not matched well.

Now it really explains what it means to change women in big age.

Huanhuan had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but her face was a little baby fat. Now she pushed her long hair in front of her and covered her sides, which made her look very beautiful.

Du Wen helped Jia Huanhuan choose a small handbag of the same brand, and then taught Jia Huanhuan to hold her hands and twist her posture and take photos.

Post to Moments...

In an instant, Jia Huanhuan's cell phone jumped with full greetings from her parents to her high school classmates.

I must have been extremely surprised that Huanhuan, who suddenly became so ladylike!

Jia Huanhuan was very proud. She took a few more photos in front of the mirror and even took Wan Changsheng to take a photo.

The unprecedented height makes the couple look very compatible!

Never have ever been so keen on taking photos.

Du Wen also took advantage of this time to choose a slightly old-fashioned white dress for herself. It was really pure white all over. There was a white bow on her waist that was comparable to Jia Huanhuan's skirt. Then it was a deep V-palm. Originally, the advertising model showed her clothes directly, which was a little sexy, but she added a strapless base.

It feels like the female manager of a foreign-funded enterprise with a high income. The beige high heels and beige handbags echo.

The hairstyle also becomes a mature taste that comes back to the back of the head.

Not so stunning, but it makes people want to take a look at it again.

Wan Changsheng applauded and finally could use his dividend card to spend.

Looking at the balance, Du Wen has never bought anything.

When the three of them drove to Milan Airport and returned the vehicle to go through the procedures, Wan Changsheng realized that the words "people need clothes, but Buddhas look at gold clothes" are really reasonable for thousands of years.

Their counter attitude has become much more elegant, not to mention that the three of them are pushing the LV, Prada, and Gucci luggage through the terminal, with absolute attention.

Wan Changsheng wears a suit like a boy, which is not uncommon at Milan Airport, but they are basically European men. It is difficult to see the odor of the Eastern side.

Of course, the main thing is that the images of the two girls are unforgettable.

Typical Italian design style, romance or dignity with Mediterranean style.

The most important thing is that it matches their temperament.

Jia Huanhuan was struggling to adapt to the awkwardness of high heels. She was used to jumping and jumping naturally disappeared, and her steps became graceful. She looked like a light blue long skirt, but also had light gauze-like lantern sleeves, elastic waist and ruffled skirt hem looked very lively and playful. The big black bow is commonly known as the contrasting color design, which is a bit rigorous and naughty.

Du Wen also teased her: "You wrap your black hands in Hermes' platinum bag. Even if it is a private wallet, the big ones with small ones can be tax refunded and passed. You're satisfied."

Jia Huanhuan didn't dare to take it lightly, fearing that she wouldn't look at her eyes if she twisted her feet: "You are not yet!"

Du Wen's usual charming aura was much more elegant in this high-end white-collar dress. Sure enough, she also carried a pink high-end bag. Her high heels made her look a bit like a model's legs when she walked.

It made Jia Huanhuan envious and sigh: "I will never be able to wear this feeling in my life."

Du Wen encouraged: "You have to practice. You can go to college and join a dance club, Latin dance, and belly dance can coordinate this body language."

Jia Huanhuan is conservative: "How can you just be embarrassed?"

Du Wen despises: "Modern women, please be the first priority, let's talk about it if you practice well!"

Jia Huanhuan was slightly moved.

Because Wan Changsheng's tall body is quite attractive to women, even if he pushes the luggage cart, it has a bit of the taste of a young master Zhuoshijia.

Especially Wan Changsheng has a relatively strong figure, and there are not many peers who can use bean sprouts to make the suit look good.

But when this temperament was in the waiting hall, another uncle beaten to death.

Du Wen noticed that she described it as a British uncle like Sherlock Holmes, with a shirt, vest, windbreaker, and trousers. She sat meticulously on the waiting seat, quietly reading a paper book, and exuded an elegant gentlemanly atmosphere from her bones.

Du Wen hurriedly pointed it to Wan Changsheng: "This is the standard temperament of wearing a suit and a tie, learn hard."

Wan Changsheng does not admire foreigners, but his good temperament is common. He learns to cross his legs while smiling and then draws sketches.

Outline this kind of image that is rarely seen in China in my own book.

Jia Huanhuan observed foreign girls and said that most of them were chubby and unfavorable.

There is a high probability that girls in China are not as beautiful as those in China.

After having some dinner casually, after finally boarding the flight back to China, I first found that the British uncle was sitting in front of Wan Changsheng and the others, still reading quietly.

Then he paused for a while inexplicably. After the broadcast several times, he was about to take off. Then he rushed up anxiously, a very young white woman, hugged a boy, walked into the cabin and bowed to everyone to apologize, saying that she was embarrassed that she was too late.

Because he was close to him, Wan Changsheng noticed that the child was about four or five years old, with his limbs very thin, his eyes were a little slanted, and his limbs were drooping, as if he was in a bad state.

To be precise, it is a bit like the statue Wan Changsheng saw in the Art Academy Museum today, and his vitality disappeared in his mother's arms.

So he took a few more glances.

Perhaps other passengers have noticed this, except for a very small number of people who seem to complain, most of them have nothing to say.

The young woman held the child and sat next to the British uncle, across the child's seat.

The plane taxied and took off.

The fat stewardess on a foreign flight made a safety demonstration in an extremely funny way, making Jia Huanhuan, who couldn't understand the language, laughed so hard that the little boy was still motionless and just leaned against his mother's shoulder and knelt down.

After a while, when the cabin quieted down from the laughter of taking off and the lights became dimmed, the little boy might have been too thin and even less energy, and gradually slid down from the woman's shoulders, and his upper body fell into the woman's arms, and his legs naturally kicked onto the British uncle.

Wan Changsheng, who had been lowering his head to sort out his sketches, heard the mother's voices quickly apologizing. The uncle was obviously saying it was okay and asked a few more questions.

Wan Changsheng could hear that the woman's emotions were a little sad, but she couldn't tell the words. She turned around and saw that Huanhuan was already asleep again. Du Wen's eyes were obviously listening.

When he met his eyes, he whispered: "I am sick, my muscles have serious degeneration. I don't understand the specific symptoms very well. Anyway, I just don't have long to live. Fortunately, the family conditions are OK. My mother is going to take her child to travel as many places as possible to spend the last part of his life..."

Du Wen's eyes were filled with tenderness, and she no longer had the coldness and depression she used to be. She seemed to be telling Wan Changsheng that we are already so happy.

Wan Changsheng read this meaning and nodded slowly.

Who knew that the uncle actually thought about pressing the button and called the flight attendant to ask if he could stand.

Du Wen was surprised when she translated.

The flight attendant was also surprised. The British uncle explained the child's story and finally said: "I think the child should put his legs flat and sleep well, so I want to stand."

The flight attendant thought about it and reminded him that he should sit well when he was bumpy and landing, and that it would be impossible to stand the rest of the time.

So the quiet British uncle stood up and stood up against the back of his seat while the child's mother screamed sorry.

He stood there motionlessly reading a book.

Relying on the back of the chair in front of Wan Changsheng, the cover of the book may be thirty centimeters away from his eyes.

He first looked at what book it was curious.

I almost laughed out loud, it was the product introduction catalog of Ikea!

I thought he was reading some amazing literary classics.

So Wan Changsheng smiled and patted the other person's sleeves, and asked in stuttering English words: "Can you show me? I want to buy something..."

The uncle smiled unexpectedly and said okok.

Wan Changsheng found that it was not that difficult to communicate English with people, so he took the book and stood up: "For three grams of oil, you can down here, and I will update you after reading it?"

The uncle was really stunned. He probably was disgusted by Wan Changsheng's shameless English. It took several seconds to smile and pat Wan Changsheng on the shoulder and say okok.

Then sit down.

But Wan Changsheng does not have the spotless temperament of others.

Pulling his pants worth tens of thousands of yuan, he actually chose to sit cross-legged in the aisle to flip through the book.

If you can sit on the ground, you don’t have to stand stupidly.

The tenderness in Du Wen's eyes was about to flow out. Such a warm man is worth accompanying for the rest of his life. He comfortably helped Jia Huanhuan pull the small blanket and took a nap by himself.

You should know that even if this return flight has to be stopped by Doha, it will take four or five hours to rest. Maybe I have to help Wan Changsheng rotate.

However, the British uncle noticed the hand-painted manuscript that Wan Changsheng placed on the folding table at a glance, and observed it with interest.
Chapter completed!