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It's impossible for her and me

Had this outfit been changed for a long time?

Tang Anmo wore it. It was very stunning when she was first dressed, but after that she was shocked by the size that was fitting for her. As she watched Tang Anmo walk closer, Lu Yanshen finally couldn't help but pat his hands lightly.

"Don't you want to know who these things were prepared for?"

"..." Tang Anmo had a feeling that she had been seen through instantly, but what she said was right. In any case, she had unspeakable doubts towards Lu Yanshen in this aspect, and hoped that he would be able to answer her questions.

However, could Lu Yanshen tell him so easily? Of course that was impossible.

Under Tang Anmo's anticipating gaze, Lu Yanshen smirked: "I don't remember."

Tang Anmo was speechless, "..."

However, although Lu Yanshen did not remember, he still looked at Tang Anmo and said this to her. Do you want to know? Why don't you come over and ask me? I'll tell you the truth, as long as you beg me.

But Tang Anmo was not that unscrupulous a person.

Don't want to tell me? Fine, then she wouldn't tell him, since she wasn't pointing to the answer to the question anyway, since Lu Yanshen didn't want to say it, she wouldn't force him, so she lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at Lu Yanshen, who then walked back in.

Not knowing what was happening, the Aunt Song immediately chased after him. Lu Yanshen's gaze followed suit.

But not long after, Tang Anmo walked out wearing her own clothes, and Aunt Song's hands were holding the clothes she was trying out a moment ago, as she chased after her in a hurry: "Miss Tang, have you chosen the clothes you want to wear tomorrow?"

Tang Anmo shook her head, and even slightly arranged her clothes: "No, I cannot afford to wear these, I will go out and buy myself." With that, she bid farewell to the Aunt Song and prepared to leave.

But would Lu Yanshen allow her to leave? The moment he walked past Lu Yanshen, he immediately extended his hand and grabbed her hand, pulling with all his might directly pulled her to his side. Tang Anmo struggled for a bit, her hand still firmly held onto Lu Yanshen's hand.

"Let's wear the last one." Lu Yanshen suddenly said: "Aunt Song, hang the rest of them back. Tidy up the clothes that An Mou will wear tomorrow, I will now take her to choose other accessories and to wear."

As he spoke, Tang Anmo had already been dragged inside.

Aunt Song immediately nodded her head, seeing the two of them leading them away, the smile in her eyes could not help but smile. Only until the two of them had entered the cloakroom did Aunt Song slowly take her clothes and left.

"It really is a perfect match."

"Sigh, if only Madam was here …"

Aunt Song lightly shook her head as she spoke. After a while, she let out a deep sigh for who knows what.

The two people who entered the room were unaware of the changes in the hearts of the Aunt Song outside. Tang Anmo had already entered the cloakroom earlier, but the feeling she got whenever she entered was always different.

There were a lot of clothes, and the items that were assembled were even more numerous. It was simply like a small clothing store.

Clothes, bags, thanks, accessories, etc. A woman's dream would probably only be to own such a luxurious cloakroom. However, Tang Anmo was already standing inside with a complicated feeling.

"Actually, one piece of clothing is enough." Tang Anmo tried to persuade Lu Yanshen to not continue choosing for her.

"How about this?" Lu Yanshen had already taken out a necklace and placed it on her body. The color was a little tender, making her look extremely beautiful, and also very matching to the clothes she wore just now.

"Lu Yanshen! Do you hear me! " Tang Anmo realized that it was very easy to roar when she was with Lu Yanshen.

"Choose for yourself or I'll choose for you." Lu Yanshen also raised his pitch by a little, causing Tang Anmo to instantly feel a bit wronged: "Just that one just now … The one you chose is enough. "

Thus, Lu Yanshen's face revealed a satisfied smile.

In the end, Lu Yanshen picked out all the clothes, shoes, and accessories. Lu Yanshen was satisfied, but he was still a little responsible, and stayed in a very quiet state until Lu Yanshen asked her:

"Do you want to live here? I'll bring you there tomorrow. "

Tang Anmo immediately regained consciousness and shook her head: "No need, I'll go myself, I'll go home immediately."

Lu Yanshen was still smiling merrily: "Do you need me to come pick you up from your house tomorrow?"

Tang Anmo hurriedly refused again. This time, Lu Yanshen was angry: "Do you want to stay at my house or go to your house tomorrow to pick you up?

Tang Anmo sighed helplessly, "Come and pick me up tomorrow morning."

In the end, under Tang Anmo's repeated requests, finally, when she was about to leave, Tang Anmo chose a driver to take her to the nearest bus stop. Only then did Tang Anmo heave a sigh of relief, and bid her farewells to Aunt Song and Lu Yanshen before she left.

Tang Anmo got on the car, the driver started it, and a long time after the car had left, Lu Yanshen was still standing by the window.

After a while, Lu Yanshen turned around and saw Aunt Song smiling at him, asking: "Is it this girl?"

Lu Yanshen turned his head: "Aunt Song, I don't know what you're talking about."

Aunt Song was not angry as she continued to ask: "Was she the owner of the cloakroom? The cloakroom, which has been prepared for a long time, has finally welcomed its owner today. It seems that those clothes and accessories can finally smile. "

"Aunt Song, aren't you talking a bit too much today?"

"Alright, I have a lot to say. I'll just ask one more question then, okay?"

"... Ask away. " Hearing it, Lu Yanshen was at a loss as to how to deal with this old lady.

Aunt Song squinted her eyes and laughed: "Is she the person you have been waiting for? I hope that you can answer me seriously. This way, when I meet Madam again in the future, I can finally explain it to her."

Lu Yanshen originally wanted to dodge the question, but when he turned his head and saw the old lady's focused gaze, the negative words suddenly turned into a vague uncertainty: "Aunt Song, don't ask anymore, she and I … "Impossible."