Chapter 934 The Art of the East

It seemed like a dream, I didn’t know if it was because of that glass of strong wine or that strange but hot kiss.

Actually, I shouldn’t be so surprised. Hasn’t Dongfang always expressed his affection for me? And just last night, Chu Yuan was thinking about her friend’s “slowness” with reasonable evidence to me…

I suddenly realized that I was funny. I thought without any basis that if there was only one person in the world that I would never see through, then this person must be Dongfang - isn't she Lala? Didn't she like Yuanyuan the most? Wasn't she jealous of Yuanyuan like me? Didn't she climb onto my bed in the middle of the night and put a kitchen knife on the bridge of my nose in order to make me accept Yuanyuan's wishes? Since that's the case, how could she like me?

I was thinking about it all, until Li Xinghui called the phone - the agreed time has come.

I have to change my clothes, but my clothes are all in the room, in the east...

Dong Xiaoye didn't know that Dongfang had just come out, and he didn't know the story between us. After changing his clothes, he saw me sitting on the sofa in a daze. He thought I was so stubborn that I didn't dare to go in and change my clothes. He was worried that Dongfang was still angry, so he urged me to push me to open the door, intending to take the opportunity to be a good friend and resolve our conflicts.

Dongfang, who raised his calves and leaned on the bed with his arms, made his body look tempting in an attractive arc, was startled by us, and he pushed the laptop in front of him in a hurry, and then he regained his calmness, "Sister Xiaoye, Brother Nan, is there anything wrong?"

Except for the panic when we entered the door, Dongfang was as usual and his tone was calm, which made Dong Xiaoye stunned. Unexpectedly, Dongfang, who had cried and made fun of her before, was nothing happened at this moment. He didn't have any temper when he saw me. He supported his arms, raised his upper body slightly, raised his shoulders and raised his head, and smiled cheerfully at us, his feet swaying around, as usual when he was in a good mood. If it weren't for a band-aid wrapped around his right toe, Sister Hu would have doubted whether what had just happened was real, "No... it's okay, wouldn't there be a date tonight? I'll pick a set of clothes for your brother Nan..."

"Picking clothes? I'll do it. I'm better off," Dongfang said, flipped off the bed, headed straight to the closet, and said, "Is it going to someone else's house for dinner? That's not good to wear, it's old-fashioned, restrained, and too deliberate, it will make people feel hypocritical..."

Dong Xiaoye just raised my suit and hung it back when he heard this, "Then stop wearing a suit, how about casual clothes?"

"Not good, it's not okay to be too casual," Dongfang said: "Why do people rely on clothes? Because clothes can show off a person's temperament. It's too casual, and it makes the person seem unreliable. He begs you to do things. If you don't have that convincing temperament, it will make people underestimate you in your heart."

This made sense, and I couldn't help but nodded. Dong Xiaoye forgot to surprise Dongfang's good mood, and even forgot to pick out clothes for me. He had a respectful learning attitude, "It's not good to be too formal, it's not good to be too casual, so... casual formal wear is the most suitable, right?"

Dongfang bounced his finger, "The answer is correct~"

Listening to Dongfang's recognition, Sister Hu was like a primary school student answering questions correctly in class. She received praise from the teacher. She wrote her joy on her face and then listened to Dongfang who was turning over the closet and continued: "But wearing casual formal clothes is also of particular concern. You have to consider the date occasion, the date partner, the purpose of the date, etc.... The person who invited Brother Nan to have dinner at home is much older than Brother Nan, and can barely be considered an elder, right? So when choosing clothes, you have to choose the style and color that is more modest and restrained, and looks polite. However, because he wants you, we can't lose our natural atmosphere... I see this blue-gray V-neck T-shirt, and this black suit with a shaping style is very good."

"Wear these two?" I couldn't help but frown. There were a lot of clothes in my closet. Although they were not particularly expensive, most of them were still a brand. It would not be embarrassing to wear them on any occasion. However, the two pieces that Dongfang picked were all cheap items that I bought from the roadside when shopping with Liusu, especially the blue-gray V-neck T-shirt. Although the fabric was worth the money, the old-fashioned style was fashionable, and it was not easy to wear them openly, and it was easy to match them with a jacket. So even the dressing Liusu was taken away by me since I bought them, and I had to press it on the bottom of the cabinet, and I didn't even wear it. I didn't expect that Dongfang would turn it out at this moment.

"Well," Dongfang said confidently: "Black trousers, paired with a pair of strappy casual leather shoes, are handsome but not glamorous, and are the most suitable. If you dress too dazzlingly, people will think that you are deliberately showing off in front of your lover and daughter."

I don’t know if I’m thinking too much again, but I always feel that when Dongfang talks about Li Xinghui’s lover and daughter, there is a little taste in his tone.

I looked at the mirror from top to bottom, and I finally understood why Chu Yuan and Sister Hu regarded Dongfang as the dressing teacher. Such a cheap and inconspicuous set of clothes, when paired with them in this way, gave people a refreshing and stunning feeling, and it was not an exaggeration to call it shocking. It was not an exaggeration to call it "Sister Hu didn't believe that I was standing in front of her, and even called it "This is art."

"Oh my God, Xiao Chuzi, why did I never realize that you are more handsome than Wu Lefeng and have the temperament of a star?!" Sister Hu turned the bangs on my forehead and combed my messy hair neatly. After exaggerating, she turned to Dongfang, "Isn't this a dazzling one? Xiao Dongfang, his dressing is even more handsome than Liu Xiaosheng. Are you not afraid that he will be hooked by Li Song? Don't everyone say that Li Song likes handsome guy the most?"

Wu Lefeng's handsomeness is not only because of his good-looking face, but more because of a confident aura from the inside out. Liu Xiaosheng's handsomeness is the ultimate handsomeness. I am a little girl, and my aura is definitely far inferior to the big star Wu Lefeng. My handsomeness is even more out of reach when I look at Mr. Liu's back but slap her. My buddy is still a little self-aware. Such a dressing is indeed different from the usual feeling, but it is not as exaggerated as Sister Hu described. She did not praise me at all, but instead used the subject to flatter the Oriental flattery to make her happy.

Dongfang looked at me a little distracted. When Sister Hu said this, she was shocked all over, and Xuan'er said with a red face: "It's normal..."

"Average?" Sister Hu was stunned. It turned out that Dongfang hadn't heard clearly what Sister Hu said.

Dongfang also noticed his abnormality from Dong Xiaoye's reaction, opened his mouth and yawned, and said tiredly: "Brother Nan, Sister Xiaoye, you go, I won't go, I'll take a break at home."

"You won't go?" Sister Hu was shocked. It was not that she was worried about leaving Dongfang herself at home, but that she mistakenly thought she was still angry.

"I won't go anymore," Dongfang lowered his head and pointed his raised feet, glanced at me resentfully, and said with a flat mouth: "How can I go? Yuanyuan wants to see the house, so she can't help but walk around. Where did I leave? Her toes hurt..."

Sister Hu hurriedly said, "If you don't go, don't go. That Li Xinghui is not a serious person. If you can go, I don't want to go..." Sister Hu deliberately changed the topic, "Little Dongfang, you said you want to make up for your sleep, what's going on? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Dongfang crawled back to the bed and said with a smile: "No, I slept well, but I didn't fall asleep."

These words made Dong Xiaoyeye and I confused. Sister Hu said strangely: "I slept well but I didn't fall asleep? Baby, why can't my sister understand you? Are you asleep or not?"

Dongfang sat cross-legged, turned on the computer screen, and said, "Brother Nan can understand."

"Can I understand?" Where can I understand?

Dongfang then looked up at me and said with a smile: "I slept with my mother last night. She hugged me and said something to me all night. I fell asleep when it was almost dawn."

Dong Xiaoye was still in a fog, but I really understood - no wonder Dongfang was so happy when he came back. Her mother has always been indifferent to her. Not to mention the mother and daughter talking to each other at night, there are few opportunities to talk. Dongfang is most looking forward to Christmas every year, because this day is her birthday, and only this day can her mother spend the whole life with her, but last night was like Christmas came early...

Seeing Dongfang's happy and smug look, the mother and daughter must have gotten along very well last night. I asked Dongfang with a smile, "I've been chatting all night? What did I talk about?"

"Talking about you... Is there any more fate, Sister Xiaoye, Sister Bobo, Sister Mo, Sister Liusu, Sister Xue... so many," Dongfang Xingfu turned his tone and laughed again: "Brother Nan, you made my mother so angry. She pulled a few friends to drink from noon until midnight yesterday. She scolded you for how long she drank it. She rarely talked and rarely got drunk, but yesterday she was so angry that she jumped on the table and cursed swearing. I still kept saying good things for you. I didn't expect you to be so heartless. It would be fine if you don't think about me, but you bit my feet..."

"That's me biting... Well, it's me biting, it's me wrong, I have no conscience..." I wanted to emphasize the facts, but Sister Hu stretched out her hand and twisted it on my butt, and her eyes were full of flames. I had to change my words and confess my guilt, but I felt very strange - was Dongfang Xiaoniang kissed me just now and said that she liked me, but it was just a dream for me? Otherwise, why didn't she see any shyness or embarrassment, not only did she help me choose clothes naturally, but she was still petty about the previous conflicts?

"It's good that you know you have no conscience," Dongfang's eyes flashed with cunning, and he said, "Then come here and I'll show you something."

Before I answered, Sister Hu couldn't help but be curious, "What are you looking at?"

"Sister Xiaoye can't watch it!" Dongfang hurriedly pressed the computer screen again, "I can only show it to Brother Nan. This is a secret and privacy. I just want to tell Brother Nan that I lost my temper just now, which makes sense."

Dong Xiaoye only knew that Dongfang got angry at me and fought with me because I moved Chu Yuan’s laptop. After hearing what she said, she couldn’t help asking: “You shouldn’t show him Yuanyuan’s privacy?”

Dongfang is a ghost spirit, and he followed Sister Hu's words: "So he can only show it for Brother Nan, but not Sister Xiaoye."

Dong Xiaoye is very self-disciplined. Not only is she not keen on digging out other people's privacy, she is also ashamed of, "Okay, I won't read it... But, Xiao Dongfang, you can't tell Yuanyuan, you have shown her privacy to your brother Nan, otherwise, her thin-skinned... must kill us all..."

"Don't worry, Sister Xiaoye, no," Dongfang asked me in a pun: "Of course Brother Nan won't say it either, right?"
Chapter completed!