After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Chapter 98 The first intimate contact? Aunt Ji?

Yan Qingqing was right. When she saw Yang Lan and Ji Jing, they were holding several LV bags with suits in their hands. Han Qian adjusted his mentality a little and whispered whether he could withdraw. Ji Jing Jing took out the suit tag from the bag and shook it.

"No, eldest nephew."

Han Qian took a deep breath and whispered into Yan Qingqing's ear.

"Deduct it from my money."

"Okay, but you can only deduct half."

Yan Qingqing understood a little bit about Han Qian's pride and bottom line from yesterday's warm words. She smiled and agreed to Han Qian. As for the deduction, it was up to her. Ji Jing proposed to eat hot pot because she was a little hungry.

None of the three refused. Han Qian took the bags from several people. Ji Jing only bought a purple skirt. Yang Lan had more clothes, about four or five sets. Han Qian was not surprised at all. Until now, she I have never seen Yang Lan wearing the same clothes to work.

Everyone has their own hobbies. For example, Yan Qingqing likes short skirts, Ji Jing likes white clothes, little Yang Jia likes snacks, Qian Wan likes to throw money into games, and Yang Lanzhi just likes clothes, all kinds of clothes. .

Yang Lan, who is already in her thirties, walks with Ji Jing. Judging from her appearance, she looks more immature than Ji Jing. Yang Lan is very good at makeup and dressing up, but Aunt Ji... is much worse in this regard. .

After walking through Taobo Sports, Ji Jing suddenly stopped and pulled Yang Lan to go inside. Yang Lan was very resistant, but she did not refuse. She just went in and sat on a chair to rest. Han Qian was very interested in sportswear. The feeling is also very good, and I also walked into the store.

As soon as I walked in, the shopping guide came over to greet me.

"Sir, you can store your things here."

"No, Han Qian, please accompany Ji Jing to have a look. I don't like sportswear very much."

Yang Lan stood up and took the bag from Han Qian's hand, then continued to sit down and rest. Yan Qingqing didn't have much interest in sportswear. She sat with Yang Lan and chatted wordlessly, mainly about what happened just now. .

Han Qian walked inside. After scanning around, he took a fancy to a set of light blue sportswear. When he stepped forward and reached out to touch it, he found Ji Jing appearing next to him. He went to touch the white sportswear next to the light blue. .

Han Qian glanced at Ji Jing, who smiled at Han Qian.

"Eldest nephew, it turns out that we two have the same aesthetic taste."

"Aunt Ji, we have exceeded the safe distance."

While talking, Han Qian took off the clothes to compare, while Ji Jing took the clothes to the fitting room. Han Qian asked softly if he could try it on. The clerk smiled and said yes. After putting on the clothes, Han Qian looked at The leather shoes on his feet were a weird match, but he could try them on anyway. Han Qian walked out of the dressing room, grabbed a pair of shoes of the right size and put them on.

Wearing the light blue sportswear with white stripes made Han Qian look more childish and less gloomy. With the short haircut, he became very sunny. Looking at himself in the mirror, Han Qian was very satisfied and was ready to ask about the price. At that time, a woman appeared in the mirror.

The white sportswear has light blue stripes and a white sports cap. The shoes on his feet are exactly the same as those Han Qian was holding.

Han Qian looked at Ji Jing in the mirror. Aunt Ji's temperament had changed. She looked like... a girl.

Ji Jing stood next to Han Qian and looked in the mirror, looking left and right. After two minutes, Ji Jing was stunned when she looked at the two people in the mirror, and Han Qian was also stunned at this moment.

The clothes seem to belong to a couple.

The shoes are exactly the same.

The two of them were very close to each other, standing arm in arm in front of the mirror.

After a few seconds, the two of them turned around and ran to the fitting room at the same time. At this time, the store manager came over and said urgently.

"Two customers, please wait a moment, please wait a moment."

Han Qian and Ji Jing stopped at the same time, raised their fingers and pointed at their faces, asking if they were called. The store manager, a man in his thirties, stepped forward and smiled warmly.

"Hello, hello, I am the store manager here. I was a little moved when I saw the appearance and temperament of the two of you there. Don't get me wrong, I have been selling clothes for ten years, and I would like to see perfect clothes. Perfect match, but I didn’t know the relationship between the two of you just now. I’m embarrassed to say it. You two are really discerning. The clothes you are wearing are from the couple’s series that I just brought over yesterday to make patterns. Since you two have already put them on, let’s go ahead. Don't worry, if you don't mind, please allow me to ask the store clerk to take a few photos as feedback for us to send back to the headquarters. In return, anything you two can wear will be treated as a gift from our store. Is it good to watch?"

"OK!"

"no!"

Not spending money on clothes? Han Qian, a miser, must agree. Ji Jing turned around and gritted her teeth, glaring at Han Qian and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, how do you want Mr. Yan and me to explain?"

Han Qian tilted his head and said doubtfully.

"What's the explanation? What's the explanation for buying two pieces of clothes? With so many people here, she can still blame us for stealing clothes? I'm a manager. This photo is fine, but can you not show her face?"

"Why can't I show my face? What are you afraid of? Shoot! Shoot now. Han Qian, don't regret it!"

"What are you regretting? Aunt Ji, you have to think about it. We need to be very close to each other when filming a couple."

Five minutes later, the two stood in front of the camera, posing in various poses, but neither of them had close contact. The store manager's occupational disease seemed to have penetrated deep into his bones. The last move was to ask the boy to hold the girl's waist. The girl hugged her, and she crossed her legs and raised her head. The boy's forehead was closer to the girl's chin.

Just now it was just some relatively simple movements, which Ji Jing could accept. Now this requires two people to have physical contact? Ji Jing said with a pale face.

"No, no, I can't do this! Han Qian! I really can't do it."

Although Ji Jing didn't hate Han Qian, she still couldn't accept being in close contact with a man. Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Ji Jing, and then sighed.

"Oh well."

Seeing that the two 'models' were about to fly away, the store manager said quickly.

"You two, as long as the conditions you propose are reasonable, we will not refuse! In the future, you will be given a 30% discount on all purchases in the store. In addition, we will notify you of new products in the store, and you can enjoy free photos at any time. The right to take away the clothes.”

The store manager is not a fool. How much does it cost to find a model to take photos? Moreover, the figure and appearance of these two people are no worse than those of models. He is thinking more long-term.

Han Qian was moved.

Just now he took a look at the price of the clothes and shoes. The shoes were more than 2,000, and the clothes were around 2,000. He turned to look at Ji Jing with some excitement. His eyes were very pure, with a little pleading. His eyes made Ji Jing The slightest resistance in Jing's heart was eroded by maternal nature

Ji Jing blushed and punched Han Qian's pipa bone, saying angrily.

"Are you crazy, Scrooge? What kind of clothes do you need? I'll buy them for you!"

Han Qian scratched his head and smiled.

"It's not free. Aunt Ji, you haven't taken a photo for a long time, right?"

Han Qian really didn't want to give up, so Ji Jing took a deep breath.

"Okay! But! If I encounter difficulties, you must help me, and! Don't think too much!"

"As long as it doesn't violate the moral bottom line, I agree."

"Then come!"

After saying that, Ji Jing turned around and put her hands on Han Qian's shoulders. Han Qian put his hands around Ji Jing's waist and gently picked her up. The first feeling when he picked up Ji Jing was that it was light, very light, very light. Han Qian was so small. vocal channel.

"Aunt Ji, you look quite fleshy, you are so light."

Ji Jing's hands were holding Han Qian's shoulders. She was about to cry at this time. With a slight cry, she told the store manager to hurry up and pat her. She raised her head and forced a smile. With a little shyness, Han Qian's forehead was pressed against Ji Jing's. Quiet chin.

The action is very ambiguous.

Click!

After two shouts, Han Qian put down Ji Jing. Ji Jing turned around and ran to the fitting room. Han Qian smiled at the manager.

"take·····"

Han Qian didn't say another word. She saw Yan Qingqing and Yang Lan standing behind the manager. Yang Lan was smiling but not smiling, and Yan Qingqing's eyes were as cold as frost.

In the end, the manager gave Han Qian and Ji Jing a pair of shoes respectively, and promised that the photos would only be used as feedback and would never be circulated. Han Qian did not speak. At this moment, Yan Qingqing had a convulsion out of nowhere and was torturing his waist with her hands. Ji Jing stood there with a confused face like a puppet, not knowing what she was thinking. Only Yang Lan was a normal person, she said with a smile.

"We are employees of the Honor Group, and the two people you photographed are our greatest contributors and operations managers of Honor. If the photos are used for commercial purposes, we have the right to ask you for copyright fees."

"If the head office has this proposal, I will definitely come to discuss with you. This is my business card. As long as you come here from now on, all products will be 50% off!"

Yang Lan took the business card and left with a smile.

Walking out of the mall, Han Qian was about to be strangled to death by Yan Qingqing. Ji Jing was still holding hands with Yang Lan, and she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to Yan Qingqing. Before she could speak, she suddenly felt Yang Lan pinching her. Squeezing her hand and looking up, Yang Lan made a silent gesture.

Ji Jing understood and she was silent.

This time it was Han Qian who was driving. In order to avoid Yan Qingqing's torture, he went all the way to the Wula Manchu where he met Li Er last time and asked for a small box.

At the dinner table, Yang Lan had been chatting with Han Qian. Ji Jing lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. When the bottom of the pot was brought up, Yan Qingqing suddenly spoke.

"Jingjing, have you washed your hands?"

Ji Jing's hand shook and her phone fell to the ground. She raised her head and glanced at Yan Qingqing, then lowered her head and whispered.

"No."

In an instant, Yan Qingqing's face changed from stunned to nervous, and finally confused.

At this moment, two feet stepped on Han Qian's feet.

Han Qian, the miser and steely straight man, shouted.

"you two····"

"Cough~"

Yang Lan's slight cough interrupted Han Qian's words, and Han Qian gritted his teeth in pain.

"You two...eat more."

What a sin!

Nothing to do? Isn't it just that I got two pieces of clothes for nothing? Are these two girls crazy?