Chapter 116: Uncle, you are old.

As soon as the car opened the underground parking garage, the glare of the sun came in from the window. Su Jianan looked at the girl with a slender long leg on the side of the road. She couldn’t help but sigh: "Summer is coming."
Luo Xiaoxi said that she likes summer most, because girls have a seamless excuses to show their good body in all directions, and she always has the illusion that "one day Su will eventually fall in love with her".
However, the summer of a city is fleeting, and the citizens have not yet returned to the fall of the gods. It is like the illusion of Luo Xiaoxi.
"Where are you going next?" Lu said.
"Go to the Wanhong Square in front."
In the large shopping plaza, when the weekend was crowded, after stopping the car, Su Jiananla landed on the second floor and went straight to a brand's specialty store.
"Miss Su, hello." The clerk is familiar with Su Jianan, "Come and help Mr. Su to buy something? We just have a lot of new models just arrived, need me to introduce you?"
"No, thank you." Su Jianan said, "I will take a look at myself."
The clerk smiled and stopped: "Okay. Please."
"Do you often buy things for your brother?" Lu thinyan asked.
"After I went to college, he gave me this. The secretary helped him pick him up and he was not satisfied. He didn't have time to come out." Su Jianan counted, "I bought him for six or seven years."
Said that she stopped in front of the cufflinks window.
There is a pair of royal blue cufflinks in the window, low-key sapphire, simple and generous cut, revealing a firm and confident, very suitable for a suit of Su Yicheng.
"Miss Su, this cufflink is our design director personally, let me show it to you." The clerk put on the gloves and took out the cufflinks and handed it to Su Jianan. "The world is limited to 71 pairs, a city only This pair, Mr. Su will love it."
Su Jianan smiled and said: "Pack up for me, thank you."
Then he took a tie and several pairs of socks for Su Yicheng. Su Yicheng is a person who pays great attention to the external image. The socks with suits, socks with casual wear, socks with sportswear, socks with different styles of shoes, can be clearly distinguished. Clearly placed neatly, the demanding requirements can not be a little wrong.
This point, Lu Jianyan and Su Yicheng are exactly the same. Su Jianan thought, is she born to recruit such a person? Otherwise why are the two most important men in life like this?
At the time of checkout, Lu Jianyan almost naturally handed his card to the store manager, Su Jianan pulled him: "This is bought for my brother." The implication is that Lu Yanyan does not need to check out.
Lu Boyan raised his eyebrows: "Come on, your brother is my brother."

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, the credit card machine printed out the consumption receipt, Su Jianan still could not refute Lu’s words.
When she was carrying the bag out, Su Jianan inadvertently saw a dark blue twill tie from the display window. Just wearing it on the fake model has already made people feel graceful, elegant and noble, her heart moved, Lu Shaoyan’s voice. Already ringing in my ear: "Let people pack it up?"
Su Jianan returned to God: "No, the design is not suitable for my brother."
Even though she said so, she still looked back and looked away, so that she was not known when she was pulled into a women's clothing store by Lu Boyan.
"Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu." Remember that the face of the celebrity is also one of the work of luxury clerk. Lu Jianyan and Su Jianan entered the store. The tall and beautiful clerk recognized them and smiled and said hello. Ok. We have a lot of summer dresses just arrived. Mrs. Lu, feel free to take a look."
Su Jianan only came back to God. He turned his head and said Lu Yanyan: "I came to Xiaoxi and they called me Miss Su."
The clerk smiled and said: "You are married to Mr. Lu. Now it is Mrs. Lu. Who else does not know in a city?"
The cleverness of this compliment is that there is no trace, and Su Jianan’s face is red and red, which makes me wonder:
Why did you bring me in here?

Lu Boyan just pointed to a dress in the window: "Try it."
The clerk took off the skirt from the good stream and carefully placed it in his hand: "Mrs. Lu, please go to the fitting room with me."
Su Jianan was awkward and looked at Lu Shaoyan incredulously: "What did you remember last night or forget?"
When she was too drunk to wake up last night, Lu Boyan said that she would bring her to buy clothes today and buy a wardrobe that filled the cloakroom.
She had already forgotten it, but Lu Boyan’s unreasonable behavior made her begin to doubt.
Lu Shaoyan just raised his lips, like laughing and laughing: "I remember all that I remember."
What does it mean? What should I remember? What did she give him a big back?
Su Jianan felt that Lu Shaoyan would not let her go if she remembered that, and her back was cold, and she followed the clerk into the fitting room.
The reason for her work is that she rarely wears a skirt, but it is undeniable that she wears a skirt much better than wearing a casual outfit.
But I haven't worn such a skirt for a long time. It's inevitable that I don't get used to it. When I come out, I don't want to be very distorted. I pinned the skirt and asked weakly: "How?"
Lu Jianyan's gaze looked up and down. Su Jianan was so nervous that he served as a courtesy to the school to welcome the staff of the Education Bureau to inspect. Finally, he heard Lu Shaoyan let the clerk pack, and the clerk handed her several skirts: "Mr. Lu, this It’s all Mr. Lu picks for you, you try it, it’s definitely good.

Su Jianan stunned and looked at Lu Jianyan incredulously: "Do you really want to fill the cloakroom?"
Lu Boyan did not decide whether to pull the door of the fitting room for her: "Try slowly, we have a lot of time."
Su Jianan had to try one by one. In the end, except for a black Lu Yanyan, the other ones let the clerk pack.
When one bag after another was handed over to Su Jianan, the credit card machine spit out the receipt, Su Jianan suddenly had an inexplicable sense of satisfaction - this is the first time she spent the money of Lu Yanyan, in the name of Mrs. Lu.
Out of the store door, Su Jianan asked Lu Shaoyan: "Why do you pick me a skirt?"
This time, Lu Boyan did not hide: "You look good in a skirt."
Su Jianan remembered that Lu Jianyan threw her suit pajamas into the trash bin last night and asked her to wear his shirt as a nightdress. The face was redder than before: "But I can't wear it every day, it is inconvenient to work. Right. Can you wait for me to send me back to the previous apartment? I have to go back and pack a few sets of summer clothes. The weather is getting hot in a few days, and the spring long sleeves can't be worn."

Why are you going back?
Lu Boyan gestured to Su Jian’an to look at the front.
Isn’t that your favorite casual brand? Go in and see.

It is a very famous leisure brand in the United States. The design of the clothes is neat and clean, simple and clean. Seventy percent of Su Jian'an clothes are here.
"How do you know that I like their clothes most?" Su Jianan did not ask the question. She pulled Lu Shaoyan into it. The manager was very familiar with her. She screamed and wanted to call her Miss Su and see her. Lu Shaoyan, smiling and changing his mouth, "It’s called Mrs. Lu."
Su Jianan has become accustomed to the conversion of identity, picking a few t-shirts and summer pants and home clothes, try not to try, go directly to checkout.
She bought these big bags and only spent the money that was not available in the three dresses. So she said with pride that Lu Shaoyan said: "Is there no? This is a home-based benefit! I don't understand what you think about this capitalist with my brother." Just fly to Paris just to try a piece of clothing."
"In fact, we didn't think much." Lu Boyan raised his eyebrows. "But it is not for making money to make money?"
Su Jianan thought about it too. He licked his lips and said: "I went to the shop opposite to buy milk tea. What do you want to drink? Their vanilla milk tea is very positive!"
The sweet and greasy drink of milk tea, their girls are keen, Lu Shaoyan only said two words: "Latte." He took the bag from Su Jianan.
"...well." Su Jianan was stunned by himself - Lu Boyan, is this person seriously defying milk tea? She said, "You go to the parking lot and wait for me."
After she went across the road to the opposite tea shop, she thought it was going to line up, but there was no guest in front. In the three or five minutes, the clerk packed her milk tea and Lu Boyan's coffee. She picked it up and wanted to go. In the parking lot, but in the end, the ghost went upstairs to the first men's clothing store, let the clerk pack the dark blue twill tie in the display cabinet.
"Miss Su, are you still buying Mr. Su?" The store manager asked for a smile on her side.
"No." Su Jianan also smiled at his lips. "Buy to my husband."
She didn't need a bag, and put the box with the tie directly into the bag, and then flew down the stairs.
Lu’s car has been waiting for her at the intersection, but... what about the girls around the driver’s window?
Su Jianan fixed his eyes and recognized it. It was the girls who just hanged in the supermarket.
She walked in two steps and made two steps. She saw that the two girls were squatting at the window. Lu Boyan also sighed and said to the girl outside the window: "My wife is back, can you let go?"
"You are really married? She is your wife..." The girl swept Su Jianan with a disgusted look. "Big sister, let's leave this brother a contact, can you?"
Su Jianan’s worldview has been refreshed again – now the little girl... knowing that others are married can be so blatant?
Also, they are too young to look like two years old, what is big? What sister is it! Leaning to young children?
Su Jianan took the passenger seat directly, put the coffee and milk tea, and leaned over the window of the driver's seat: "No. Also, if you call my sister, you should call his uncle."
The window slowly swayed up, the two girls were shocked, and they let go of their hands and left.
Su Jianan licked his mouth, only to find that she was almost in the arms of Lu Boyan, and the posture was not too much.
She "squeaked" and she got up on her cheeks, but she was held down by Lu Boyan: "What should I call my uncle? I am old?"
"Cough!" Su Jianan looked up and solemnly said, "Bo Yan brother, in fact, you don't look like 30 years old, really! Otherwise, the two little girls will not come to your phone number. . . . Hey, don’t hold me by hand. If you see it, it will cause misunderstanding.

"Let's say -" Lu Jianyan indulged, completely ignoring Su Jian'an's begging for mercy. "Are you abandoning that I am 30 years old?"