Chapter 1909: Game Strategy Otaku Completed

Regarding whether Yan Gui can make Lu Zhiyuan suffer, the answer will be available soon, so there is no need to rush now.

Yan Gui did not let Feng Guang go home in a wet skirt, but took Feng Guang back to his apartment first. Yan Gui moved out from Yan's house very early and lived alone. He likes to be alone and has no one. Interrupted life, but the scenery is different. For him, the scenery is not an interruption, but a warm light that can make his life richer.

After entering the door, he took Fengguang's hand and walked directly into his studio. The moment he walked into the studio, Fengguang was stunned.

There are many clothes racks in the studio, which is not small, and there are countless clothes hanging on them. Feng Guang has always loved wearing skirts, and she is like other women, that is, she can't walk when she sees good-looking clothes. Yes, that's exactly what happened to her.

It's not that Feng Guang has never been to a shopping mall, she just has never seen such a dazzling array of clothes, and every piece of clothing makes her want to try it on.

Yan Gui held Feng Guang's hand and stood in the center of the room. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Does Feng Guang like any of the clothes here?"

Feng Guang couldn't answer. She could now believe that this man was really Nicholas.

Seeing that she was silent, Yan Gui picked out a chiffon skirt embroidered with red baby's breath and asked, "Will Feng Guang wear this?"

"Hmm..." Fengguang took the clothes, and now she wished someone could give her a choice.

Yan Gui temporarily left the room, leaving space for Fengguang to change clothes. He also went to change into clean clothes. A few minutes later, he stood in the room with Fengguang again.

He said: "The scenery looks great in this dress."

"Everything I wear looks good..." Feng Guang muttered, and she asked curiously: "Since you can obviously make such good-looking clothes, why do you only sell no more than three pieces of clothes every year?"

"These are not for sale." Yan Gui walked behind her and helped her tie the ribbon on her back. He said softly: "Other people are not qualified to wear these clothes."

He is not a person who is short of money, and he does whatever he wants.

Feng Guang originally thought she didn't know much about him, but now she can still understand a thing or two about him.

Yan Gui took another pair of white shoes from the cabinet. He squatted down, held Feng Guang's ankle and said, "Wearing high heels will be very hard. In front of me, Feng Guang doesn't have to look so perfect."

Surprisingly, sometimes his emotional intelligence is particularly high.

Feng Guang obediently raised her feet, took off her high heels, and put on comfortable white flat shoes. For some reason, when she looked down at Yan Gui, who was putting on her shoes, her heart suddenly started beating fast.

Just like before, when Lu Zhiyuan tied her shoelaces, she couldn't help but feel her heart beat... No, this man's actions now would make her heart beat faster than Lu Zhiyuan's before. Excited.

Yan Gui changed her shoes for the scenery, and when he looked up at her, what he saw was a pair of eyes staring at him without blinking.

Feng Guang slowly stretched out her hands to hold his face. She really stared at him for a long time. She was thinking about a question, "Yan Gui... why do I have such a strong sense of familiarity with you?"

"I don't know." Yan Gui's eyes moved slightly, as if there were stars shining brightly in the night sky.

She suddenly felt something in her heart and said blankly: "I don't need you to fulfill any conditions, Yan Gui, maybe I should marry you."

This feeling is so mysterious and so strong.

Yan Gui raised his hand, covered the back of her hand, and said "ok" softly.

He thought that maybe sometimes the feeling was really mutual, just like when he was in contact with the scenery, he would feel an inexplicable desire for her, and now the scenery seemed to have the same desire as him. Feel.

Yan Gui doesn't think this is a bad thing, at least she is willing to accept him.