By the time Xia Ning and Song Shaoqin had collected all the supplies from the warehouse, it was already around four o'clock in the afternoon.

The time Xia Ning made with her friends was half past six, so they only had two hours to clean up now.

"Let's go to the next destination."

Xia Ning pulled Song Shaoqin into a taxi and went straight to a famous men's clothing store in the city center. This man was different from women in dressing. He could have less clothes, but they had to be of good quality.

Therefore, Xia Ning must buy him better clothes, so as not to let him lose face in front of others. Of course, this is also a little bit of her vanity.

This is not something only men do, women also do it. Even in front of their friends, they secretly hope that their boyfriends will be more embarrassed, not to mention that tonight they will all bring their own boyfriends.

In fact, Song Shaoqin's face alone is enough to kill many men in an instant. After all, not everyone can have such an outstanding appearance. His appearance is beyond the upper-class category, otherwise she wouldn't be attracted to him all the time.

The beauty of the prosperous age was so frightening.

Coupled with the unique noble and elegant temperament he exudes, who knows how many men will fall in seconds?

It is not an exaggeration to say that Song Shaoqin is the best in the world. In short, he is the kind of man with good looks and charming temperament.

She looks at such a handsome face every day and doesn't act like a nymphomaniac or directly pounce on him, which is already very good.

When she saw Song Shaoqin walking out of the fitting room wearing a white shirt, Xia Ning was stunned again.

The first few times he wore loose T-shirt sportswear, which made him look more youthful and energetic like a big boy, and his behavior was a little more casual and lazy.

It's a completely different feeling when you're in costume.

But now, he was wearing a slim-fitting long-sleeved white shirt, black casual pants, and the white sneakers he originally wore. This outfit seemed to highlight all his advantages in an instant.

Song Shaoqin is about 1.8 meters tall, and his figure is not strong. He is even thinner than the average male figure, but this white shirt fits him exceptionally well.

Not only did his figure look more slender, but his temperament also became nobler.

It's just that this outfit is a bit awkward with his long hair that stands up. It feels like a mix of Chinese and Western. If you ignore his long hair and just look at his outfit, he is definitely a perfect male god.

But such modern clothes were paired with an ancient-style hairstyle, which instantly gave him an extravagant and unruly temperament.

Fortunately, he has a gentle temperament and enough aura to completely control this sense of contradiction, which makes him exude a unique charm.

Xia Ning couldn't help but secretly sigh: This person is so good-looking, he looks good no matter how he mixes and matches him. This kind of Song Shaoqin is a completely new feeling.

"how?"

Song Shaoqin felt slightly uncomfortable. After all, he had never worn such tight-fitting clothes in public, and he felt that every step he took was somewhat restrained.

In Dongchu, even on a hot summer day, they wear clothes one layer at a time and would never hang out in front of others wearing a thin piece of clothing.

But he endured this slight discomfort. Since he said that he would do as the Romans do, he should learn and adapt to all the living habits here. Otherwise, how could he accompany Xia Ning?

Xia Ning was about to give a thumbs up to praise, but she saw several women in the store looking at Song Shaoqin, and she couldn't help but step forward and get close to him.

"Very good-looking, very handsome!"

After receiving Xia Ning's praise, Song Shaoqin's lips unconsciously raised, and he instantly felt that this discomfort was nothing.

"What about my hair?"

Xia Ning looked at it and said, "Just tie it up like this. It looks good after a few more looks."

"Really? You really don't need to cover it up?"

Song Shaoqin couldn't help but touch his hair. He had been in this world several times. Almost all the men he saw on the street had short hair. Occasionally, he saw a few long hair, which was at most around the neck.

So far, he has never seen a man with hair as long as his. It doesn't matter to him. After all, it has been like this for more than twenty years, and it is also the same where he lives.

But he was worried that if he and Xia Ning were together, others would look at her strangely.

"It's really not necessary. Although all the men here have short hair, there are also boys with unique personalities. Everyone is very tolerant of this. At most, they may look a little strange, but if you look at them for a while, it won't be a big deal."

Xia Ning asked him to wear a hat before, firstly to let him have a gradual adaptation process, and secondly to reduce everyone's scrutiny of him. In addition, the places they went to were crowded markets, and with his good looks,

His temperament and those aspects are so inconsistent that it inevitably makes him stand out too much.

But the place they went to tonight was a more formal public place, so naturally they didn't need to pay so much attention.

You can't just let him cut his hair just to avoid other comments, right?

She had never had such thoughts or plans. After all, her body and skin were inherited from her parents, and Song Shaoqin was an ancient indigenous person. Some concepts and habits could not be changed overnight, and she had no intention of changing him.

She fully respects all his habits and hobbies, just like he never demands of himself the rules of an ancient lady.

Secondly, people in the 21st century are more tolerant than people in ancient times and can accept many weird things, but this was not the case in ancient times.

So, she would rather let him maintain this unique style in modern times than risk being caught with his hair cut short in Dongchu, right?

That would definitely cause an uproar!

"It will be a little cold at night. I picked out a thin autumn windbreaker for you. You can try it again."

Xia Ning said as she picked up the beige casual trench coat she had just chosen on the sofa. This color trench coat is most suitable for such a late autumn season.

"good."

Song Shaoqin liked Xia Ning to choose clothes for him and take care of trivial matters, which made him feel like they were a loving couple.

After Song Shaoqin put on the beige windbreaker, Xia Ning showed a very satisfied smile, "Not bad, this outfit suits you very well!"

This windbreaker is very loose and reaches to his calf. When worn on him, it perfectly matches his long hair and highlights a bit of his original costume temperament.

At this moment, Xia Ning couldn't help but ask herself: Why is she hesitating about such a handsome man?

She has earned such an excellent boyfriend, right?
Chapter completed!