Did Mr. Zhao succeed in confessing today?

"Then let's... let's go?" Zhao Weiming turned to ask Jiang Yu.The latter nodded, then pointed to his scarf, "Cover your face well."

Zhao Weiming changed to holding the cake bag in one hand and the scarf in the other, and looked back at his fans: "Goodbye everyone. Also, if you meet me by chance, if you want to post on Weibo, you can post it when you get home. That's it." .”

After he finished speaking, he blinked, then covered his face with a scarf, and pulled Jiang Yu out.

"I wasn't recognized when I bought the necklace just now, I thought I had successfully disguised myself." Zhao Weiming was sullen, "Are you okay, let's go shopping for clothes."

"No, let's go back like this." Jiang Yu said, "Because there were few people in the jewelry counter just now, there should be quite a lot of people buying clothes."

"Ms. Jiang, you already have a cold." Zhao Weiming said solemnly.

After thinking for a few seconds, Jiang Yu suggested: "Then I'll go buy it myself, and you go back to the car first?"

"I'll accompany you!"

"Then we were surrounded by fans again."

Zhao Weiming fell silent, and only spoke after a while, "Let's go to 'Starlight Century', there are few people there."

Jiang Yu ignored him and quickly walked towards the direction where he had parked before.

"Ms. Jiang, it's almost seven o'clock now. We'll go back after dinner." Zhao Weiming changed his mind and started to save the country. At noon, he specially noticed that Jiang Yu didn't like the box lunch ordered by the crew.

Sure enough, Jiang Yu hesitated for a while, "What to eat?"

Zhao Weiming: "The fifth and sixth floors of Starlight Century are all restaurants, let's go up and have a look after buying clothes."

Jiang Yu glanced at him, "Which way?"

"On the left, just go through the underground passage in front." Zhao Weiming shook his finger, and changed the umbrella to his hand, wondering if it was to prevent Jiang Yu from escaping with the umbrella.

It was about 10 minutes away from the current location to Starlight Century. They made a detour halfway and put the cake and necklace back in the car.

If you have to find a word to describe the location of Starlight Century, it has something to do with "no shop in front of the village and no shop in the back". It is sandwiched between two stations, on the side of the road, and it is rubbed shoulders Vehicles, so the flow of people is deserted compared to other shopping malls in the pedestrian street.

They directly took the sightseeing elevator outside to the men's clothing floor on the fourth floor. After studying the floor plan a little, Jiang Yu went straight to the counter of the brand he often wears.

Jiang Yu didn't plan how to choose, but Zhao Weiming was more particular than him, as if he was the one who bought the clothes, he took off all the ones that caught his eye, and then pushed them into the fitting room together with Jiang Yu.

"I only need one piece..." Jiang Yu's helpless voice came through the wooden door of the fitting room.

"You can never have too many things like clothes." Zhao Weiming knocked on the door and stuffed another shirt in, "And we don't need you to mention it when we drive back."

Jiang Yu: "..." This man made sense.

There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the fitting room, so Jiang Yu can see the effect of the clothes on the upper body without leaving. He tried all the clothes that Zhao Weiming chose, and the clothes hooks on both sides hung the ones he didn't like and the ones he liked.

Zhao Weiming leaned outside and listened to the sound of the scraps of clothing rubbing inside. The screen of the unlocked phone was scratched unconsciously. After about 10 minutes, he finally realized that Jiang Yu hadn't come out since he entered!

He couldn't help knocking on the door, "Are you growing mushrooms inside? Come out and look in the mirror when you're done."

Jiang Yu directly opened the door, walked out holding the one he chose, "There is a mirror inside, I have already selected it."

Zhao Weiming: "... Oh." His scarf covered most of his long face, and his disappointed expression was unscrupulous.

"Why did you put this wet one back on?" Zhao Weiming asked again.

"I didn't cut the tag." Jiang Yu handed the pile to the clerk.

Zhao Weiming asked the girl to cut off the tag of one of the shirts and a sweater, and pushed Jiang Yu back to the fitting room.When Jiang Yu came out, Zhao Weiming was not there, and after asking, he found out that he had gone to pay the bill with a gun.

"This is called division of labor and cooperation, which saves time and effort." After returning, Zhao Weiming explained, and then took most of the pile of shopping bags next to Jiang Yu, "Just transfer the money to me on WeChat."

Jiang Yu took out his mobile phone: "What's your WeChat ID?"

Zhao Weiming: "Just the phone number."

Jiang Yu copied Zhao Weiming's number from the address book and sent a friend request. "I added you."

Because of the small flow of people, there were not many restaurants to wait for a table. Jiang Yu and Zhao Weiming walked around the fifth floor and finally chose to eat hot pot.They asked for a private room, and Zhao Weiming pushed the menu to Jiang Yu in a very gentlemanly manner, asking him to order.

Jiang Yu: "Do you eat spicy food? If it's spicy, we'll order red soup instead of mandarin duck pot."

Zhao Weiming: "Mandarin duck."

Jiang Yu: "Oh..." He was a little disappointed. Although the mandarin duck pot separated the red soup and the clear soup, the clear soup still affected the taste of the red soup, and the clear soup pot usually boiled mushrooms that he didn't like.

He picked up a pen to draw, chose what he wanted to eat, and handed the menu to the opposite side.

"Ms. Jiang..." Zhao Weiming said in a deep voice after glancing at him, "You have a cold, so you can't drink beer, and you can't eat spicy beef. You'd better eat less fried food like crispy meat and spring rolls."

"Then why don't you eat hot pot and drink porridge instead?" Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow.He leaned quite casually on the back of the sofa, with one leg raised and his hands crossed on his knees, like a provocative cat.

This kind of Jiang Yu is a bit novel to Zhao Weiming.He has always looked at him from a distant place, like looking up at a star, beautiful and mysterious, people can't reach out and touch it.Now Zhao Weiming just wants to tease him, such as reaching out to scratch his chin, or smoothing the hair on his head.

"Except for what I just said, there are other things you can cook in the hot pot." With a twirl of the pen, Zhao Weiming ticked off a few vegetables in the category of vegetables that are not favored by Jiang Yu at all, and then put the ones that are easy to get angry after eating. , Too spicy crossed out one by one.

Jiang Yu raised his chin, "Don't think that I can't tell whether you are ticking or swiping. It was my suggestion to eat hot pot. If you think you can't eat it, you shouldn't agree."

This person is angry, Zhao Weiming is keenly aware that it's a little fun and a little bit distressed.He really didn't object to eating hot pot, but he didn't expect Jiang Yu to order food without caring about his own health and rejecting other people's concern.

Zhao Weiming was silent for a while, and re-selected some of the items that were crossed out.

After the menu was handed over to the waiter, the atmosphere in the box became depressing.

Jiang Yu ignored Zhao Weiming's topic and played with his mobile phone expressionlessly. From the movements of his hands, it could be seen that he was playing a game.Zhao Weiming lowered his eyes and clicked on WeChat, and through Jiang Yu's friend application, Jiang Yu transferred him an account five or six minutes later, the amount was exactly the same as that written on the cash register receipt he put in his shopping bag.

The author has something to say: WeChat is the beginning of the double yearning for money and friendship!