According to Wang Zhaomou's limited understanding of the young man, although Ji Lianhuo now has the bankbook left by his grandfather in his hand, he may be reluctant to spend from it. If you round up, he will be penniless.
So Wang Zhaomou tried his best to buy everything to avoid the boy's embarrassment.
"Put it on and try it on." Wang Zhaomou raised his chin slightly, indicating to the young man to put it on and see if it fits him.
Ji Lianhuo's ears were red, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He picked up Ji Dabao, put him in the suite, and closed the door tightly. After hesitating for a moment in front of Wang Zhaomou, he took off his single clothes.
The young man was wearing nothing under his unlined clothes, and all kinds of bruises and bruises were extremely obvious, as well as two scars, which were lying on the young man's body like a centipede. Wang Zhaomou was stunned for a moment, looked at the young man's avoiding eyes, turned to look out the window, and politely avoided it.
Ji Lianhuo paused in taking off his pants, blushed and slowed down, took out some new, warm and dry clothes, and slowly put them on.
"Brother Zhaomou." A timid voice came from behind. Wang Zhaomou raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.
Sure enough, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle.
Although it could be seen before that Ji Lianhuo's appearance was outstanding, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, which completely blocked all the bright and bright places, leaving only a gloomy look, as if under the influence of rain. It's about to get moldy in the corner.
Now he puts on brand-new clothes, which makes his face look a bit fairer, and her facial features are a bit clearer and more handsome.
Wang Zhaomou didn't know how to buy clothes for young people, so he listened to the shopping guide's advice and bought the popular white sweatshirt and blue jeans, paired with a pair of white sneakers, which was simple and clean.
Except......
Wang Zhaomou looked at the young man's hair. It seemed that it had not been taken care of for a long time, and it looked a bit messy. It was quite long and could be tied into a wolf tail* that was popular in the previous life.
It's a pity that Wang Zhaomou came home late, and it was too late to go to the barber shop.
Ji Lianhuo blushed and looked at his toes. The snow-white sneakers were very comfortable to wear, and the socks were soft and had a faint scent.
'When my family were alive, they could barely maintain food and clothing. The clothes I wore were always those worn by my brother, even the shoes.
Now I can actually wear brand-new clothes. It turns out that brand-new clothes have a unique smell.
Brother Zhaomou bought these for himself!'
Ji Lianhuo's black eyes were bright. When he raised his eyes, he looked at the man opposite, who was looking at his hair.
Ji Lianhuo's ears felt hot and he raised his hand to comb it with his fingers.
'I just changed my clothes, did I mess up my hair?'
"I have a hair clipper at home." Wang Zhaomou looked at the length of the young man's hair, " Or should we go outside to get it cut tomorrow?"
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