City, I'm not a magician

"How dare you say that!"

Irene grabbed Yuanfeng's collar and shouted

"Mother...Forehead...What happened between you and your father?"

""Ah? Haha, Erza, I was just kidding your dad."

Irene turned around and looked at Erza who had changed her clothes and put down her hands. Yuanfeng also slightly adjusted his collar and looked at Erza.

Her long crimson hair fell vertically, and the light purple evening dress with golden lace made Erza look even more beautiful. Whether it was the proportion of her body or the degree of whiteness of her skin, it was perfect. With the crimson hair, the whole look became even more beautiful.

"She is indeed my daughter, so beautiful, just like her mother."

"How come you can say that, but I can't?"

Irene turned around and glared at Yuanfeng fiercely.

Erza looked at her parents in front of her, helpless, but she was still very happy in her heart. After all, she had been looking forward to such a warm scene since she was a child.

After Irene and Erza chose their evening dresses, Yuanfeng followed the two women with his bags in his hands and came to a restaurant, ready to eat something before continuing to shop.

"No wonder, in my previous life, the TV said that it was painful to accompany a woman shopping. Now I know what it means. How can you buy so many things?"

Yuan Feng looked at the large and small bags in his hands, and couldn't help but frown. He regretted accompanying the two women shopping. If he had known earlier, he would have taught the protagonists there or returned to the hotel to rest.

"What? From your expression, you don't seem to be very happy to accompany us shopping." Seeing

Yuanfeng's tired expression, Irene guessed that Yuanfeng was tired and didn't want to go shopping, so she said

"How could it be possible? How could I be tired in such a short time?"

"Don't lie, the expression on your face has betrayed you. I didn't want you to come in the first place, you came here on your own initiative."

"Why don't you let Erza use magic to put away all the clothes? Why do you have to let me take them?"

"Who told you to say I'm old? This is my punishment for saying I'm old."

Yuan Feng couldn't help but feel helpless when he heard what Irene said. Women are indeed animals that hold grudges. He clearly said that Erza was exactly the same as the young Irene, and he didn't clearly say that Irene was old. He didn't expect Irene to remember it so clearly and take revenge on him like this.

"Okay, it's almost time to rest. Let's go pick out an evening dress for you and then go back to the hotel."

After finishing her coffee, Irene said to Yuanfeng

"I have to wear it too. It's so troublesome."

"Don't embarrass your daughter. Besides, it's a dinner party, how can you attend it dressed like this?"

Irene said with disdain, looking at Yuanfeng in front of her, who was wearing a black magic robe.

"I feel quite comfortable."

Yuanfeng muttered to himself, but he still picked up his things and followed Irene and Erza out of the restaurant.

After more than two hours of shopping, they were supposed to pick out a dinner dress for Yuanfeng, but the two girls kept buying things for themselves. Yuanfeng had more and more things in his hands, and he slowly felt that he couldn't carry them anymore. He finally couldn't help but complain.

"Irene, didn't you say you would buy me some clothes? The sun is almost setting."

""Ah? Yes, why didn't you remind me earlier? I almost forgot what I was doing. Let's go to that store. Let's go, Erza, let's go pick out a handsome dress for your dad."

After hearing Yuanfeng's words, Irene seemed to have just remembered that her purpose after dinner was to buy Yuanfeng an evening dress. Then she saw a small store nearby and took Yuanfeng in.

"Asshole, you always buy clothes in those luxury stores for yourself, but you just randomly point to a small store for me."

Yuanfeng complained in a voice so quiet that no one could hear him. Looking at the small suit stores around him that looked like those in the 1960s and 1970s, he couldn't help but sigh. He didn't want to choose anything anymore. He just wanted to end this difficult journey quickly. Going shopping with a woman was much more tiring than fighting a dragon.

"Honey, try this one, and this one"

"Why bother trying when you can just pick one?"

"How can I know which one looks good on you if you don’t try it on!"

As expected, a woman can change her face at any time. One second she was a gentle and virtuous wife, and the next second she started to roar like a lion. In an instant, Yuanfeng was like a vine-stubbed eggplant. He took the clothes from Irene's hand and walked into the fitting room with a sullen face.

"How are you, Irene, Erza?"

Yuanfeng came out wearing the first evening gown, just like a gentleman's tuxedo from the 1970s. The off-white evening gown with a silver bow tie made Yuanfeng look a little more gentlemanly.

"Well, it fits very well and looks very good, Dad."

"I have only seen you wearing black clothes, but this one looks pretty good. You finally look like a gentleman."

Irene said, holding her chin and looking Yuanfeng up and down.

It must be said that clothes really make the man. Yuanfeng in formal clothes is much more handsome and more energetic than the black magic robe he usually wears. However, the black knife behind him is a bit out of place.

"Can't you put down the black knife on your back? It feels a bit weird."