190: Chapter 190 I...I don't want to talk about it today.

Wang Yang leaned against the wall outside the fitting room, arms crossed over his chest, that same smile still hanging on the corners of his lips.

The sweet taste of her lip glaze lingered on his lips—peach-flavored.

He stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth, his smile deepening.

Just now in the fitting room, the skin on her back was truly smooth; touching it felt like stroking silk.

When he pulled up the zipper, she was trembling all over, her ears red enough to drip blood, yet she insisted on biting her lip and making no sound.

And that glance down from her neckline—though it was only for a fleeting moment, the curve was truly beautiful, glowing white.

This girl, the shyer she gets, the more one wants to tease her.

He took a deep breath, suppressing those images in his mind.

No rush. The heat is just right; let it stew a little longer, and the meat will be even more tender.

...

A few minutes later, the fitting room door opened.

Ye Xueying walked out, having changed into that lotus-pink chiffon blouse and dark blue skinny jeans.

The hem of the blouse was tucked into the waistband, the bow at the neckline tied perfectly straight, outlining a slender and smooth waistline.

The legs wrapped in the jeans were long and straight, the lines from thigh to ankle flowing seamlessly.

Her face was still red, not knowing if it was from the shyness in the fitting room just now, or embarrassment now.

"I-Is it... does it look good?"

Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of nervousness, her fingers brushing lightly against the seam of her trousers.

Wang Yang straightened up, scanning her from top to bottom, then back up again.

"It looks good. This outfit looks even better than the last one."

Ye Xueying's lips curled up slightly.

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you? Who picked these jeans? They're so good at picking that they make your legs look long and straight. My taste is truly excellent."

Ye Xueying smiled, pursing her lips.

"I picked out this blouse myself."

Wang Yang nodded, looking serious.

"The blouse was a good choice too. But mainly, it's because you look good; you look good in anything."

Ye Xueying's face turned red again.

"You, you only know how to say nice things."

The Shop Clerk nearby also walked over, and upon seeing Ye Xueying's outfit, their eyes lit up.

"Oh my, Miss, this outfit looks amazing on you! Many of our customers have tried this blouse, but none of them wore it as well as you do."

"Your skin is fair, so this color really highlights your temperament. And these jeans—it's like they were custom-made for you; your leg shape is so beautiful."

Ye Xueying was embarrassed by the praise and lowered her head.

"Thank you."

The Shop Clerk then looked at Wang Yang.

"Sir, your girlfriend has such a great figure, she looks good in everything. You really have an eye for fashion; all the pieces you picked are our best-sellers."

Wang Yang smiled.

"It's because she looks good, not my credit. Let's settle the bill for this piece, and pack up the others from earlier as well."

Ye Xueying was stunned for a moment and tugged on his sleeve.

"Brother Wang, that's too much. One is enough."

Wang Yang turned his head to look at her.

"Too much what? You look good in them, why not buy them? Besides, didn't I say you looked good in the fitting room just now? I can't let you change for nothing."

Hearing the words "fitting room," Ye Xueying's face turned red again, and she stopped talking.

Wang Yang went to the front desk to swipe his card. This chiffon blouse was over two thousand, and with the other items from earlier, it came to nearly ten thousand.

He didn't even blink, entered the password, and signed.

The Shop Clerk put the clothes into exquisite paper bags and handed them over with both hands.

"Goodbye, Sir. Goodbye, Miss. Welcome back anytime."

Ye Xueying took the paper bags, held them in her arms, and walked out of the store beside Wang Yang.

"Brother Wang, thank you. You've spent so much money on me again."

Wang Yang smiled.

"What's there to thank? Buying clothes for my own girlfriend is only natural."

Ye Xueying bit her lip, her face flushed, and she didn't refute him.

Wang Yang turned his head to look at her.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you usually say, 'Who is your girlfriend?'"

Ye Xueying lowered her head, her voice as small as a mosquito's hum.

"I... I don't want to say it today."

Wang Yang laughed and reached out to gently rub her head.

"Good girl."

The two continued walking forward, strolling slowly along the corridor of the Shopping Mall.

There were many people on the weekend, and couples were walking back and forth.

Wang Yang walked in front, and Ye Xueying followed beside him, holding the paper bag, her lips curled up.

She looked down at the clothes in the paper bag, then looked up at Wang Yang's back.

He said she was his girlfriend.

He had said it several times today.

She hadn't refuted it.

She didn't want to refute it.

...

When passing by a jewelry store, Wang Yang's footsteps slowed down.

The storefront wasn't large, but the decor was very stylish, with dark gray walls paired with a gold logo.

It had the words "Chenguang Jewelry" written on it.

Warm white light shone from inside, and the jewelry in the display cases shimmered with tiny glimmers under the light.

Wang Yang stopped walking and turned his head to take a look.

"Do you want to go in and take a look around?"

Ye Xueying followed his gaze and was stunned.

A jewelry store.

He wanted to take her to a jewelry store.

"I, I don't need any jewelry. Let's not, okay?"

Wang Yang smiled.

"Looking around doesn't mean we have to buy anything. Let's just go in and see; if you like something, we'll talk then."

Ye Xueying hesitated for a moment.

Wang Yang reached out and naturally took her hand, his fingers interlacing with hers, fingers locked together.

"Let's go. It doesn't cost money to look."

Being held by him, Ye Xueying followed him inside involuntarily.

His hand was so warm, holding her so tightly.

He had clearly said he would let go once they entered the Shopping Mall, but he hadn't let go even once.

She bit her lip and pinched the back of his hand lightly with her fingertips—not hard, like a cat scratching.

Then her fingers slowly tightened, locking onto his hand.

There weren't many people in the store, and it was very quiet.

The lights in the display cases illuminated every piece of jewelry clearly.

Gold, silver, rose gold, with diamonds or without, necklaces, bracelets, earrings, rings—everything was available.

Ye Xueying stood in front of the counter, her gaze sweeping over the pieces of jewelry one by one.

It wasn't that she hadn't seen nice things; she had plenty in her jewelry box at home.

But those were bought by her family, and being brought here to browse by the person in front of her felt completely different.

A Shop Clerk wearing a black uniform walked up to greet them; she was a young girl with a sweet smile.

"Welcome. Sir, Miss, what would you like to see? Necklaces, bracelets, or rings?"

Wang Yang turned his head to look at Ye Xueying.

"What do you like? Pick whatever you want."

Ye Xueying bit her lip, her gaze scanning the counter, finally stopping in a corner.

Lying there was a delicate necklace; the chain was platinum, very fine, glowing with a gentle luster under the light.

The pendant was a small heart with a tiny diamond set in the middle, not large.

But the clarity was excellent, sparkling with a crystal-clear light under the illumination.

Simple, exquisite, understated, but very beautiful.

Her gaze lingered on that necklace for several seconds.

The Shop Clerk noticed this and immediately took the necklace out, cupping it in their palm.

"You have a great eye, Miss. This is one of our classic pieces, a work by an Italian designer. The chain is platinum, and the pendant features South African diamond chips, with very fine craftsmanship. It's perfect for daily wear, simple yet elegant. Would you like to try it on?"