I don't want to be the male lead [Transmigration Book]

Lu Huai left the locker room, outside Song Yi was buttoning himself.

He buttoned them carefully one by one, as if he was counting the buttons seriously.

The newly taken out shirts were all neat and straight, except for the most basic creases.In the local dialect, it is quite scratchy, which can describe clothes as well as people.

Song Yi had never worn formal clothes in front of him.

But now the way he was buttoning up the buttons, and the waist that was completely different from the school uniform and loose clothes he remembered, made him stop breathing.

Song Yi probably did not wear glasses for the convenience of dressing.

He lowered his head, doing his movements very meticulously.

Only then did he realize that there was someone beside him, and he raised his head to look at Lu Huai with a blank look on his face.

Moist with a little shimmer, with eyes illuminated by the lights in the shop...

Dazed and innocent, extremely lethal.

The dark red shirt, the red was reflected on the person's skin, reflected in the person's eyes.

Lu Huai felt as if he was in another world, and he spoke from another plane: "You are very suitable for wearing formal clothes. Shirts and the like, maybe a suit is also suitable."

Like tinnitus, my own words are so far away.

Song Yi took out the glasses on the side and put them on again, wondering why Lu Huai just looked at him like this: "Are they suitable?"

Abstinence comes with ignorance.

Lu Huai smiled: "Well, it's very suitable."

too frightening.

He walked up to Song Yi and looked at himself and Song Yi in the mirror wearing the same shirt.With a slight height difference, black hair, similar skin color, the same clothes but completely different styles.

It fits well without any discrepancies.

Lu Huai regained his consciousness and voice: "Have you worn a suit?"

"No. I heard that the debate team will wear a suit after the semifinals start. Oh, did I tell you about the debate team? They insisted on dragging me in, saying that I am completely different from the field they are familiar with. Song Yi touched the top button at his throat, "It's a bit strangled. You still look good in your clothes."

Lu Huai was also surprised that he would be suitable for wearing this kind of dark red shirt, but Song Yi gave him such a shock that he didn't even think about other reactions.

"You dress better." Fits.

The corners of Lu Huai's lips were slightly curved, and he was in a better mood: "You can show off well. When you walk on the street, you will turn your head 100% of the time. Both men and women kill each other."

"It's too dancing..." Song Yi felt that it was still not suitable for him.

Lu Huai suddenly wanted to buy this shirt: "I'll buy one, and I'll buy one for you too. Brother's shirt."

I want to see this guy wear more clothes like this.

Song Yishou paused: "...so rich? Let me see the price."

He looked at the price tag.

The amount on the price tag is okay, still in the triple digits.

Lu Huai took out his mobile phone and opened his stock interface: "I made two thousand today, which is enough."

The interface is bright red, and it has risen by four points.

Obviously the stock has not been sold and is not in his account, it is all empty.

But Lu Huai was in a good mood and wanted to spend some money on this shirt.His usual pocket expenses are not large, and he often saves some, and it is still very easy to buy a shirt now.

He asked Song Yi very seriously: "There are very few opportunities to be rich, do you want to? I'll give you a shirt, it really suits you."

Song Yi pursed his lips and stared at Lu Huai's eyes for a while, then he looked away: "It's up to you."

He didn't really want this shirt, but if it was a gift from Lu Huai, he wanted it very much.

"Then I'll pay. You change your clothes and give them to me." Lu Huai went to the locker room first.

The clerk next to him watched them decide so quickly, and without saying anything, he hurriedly pulled a smile, and said a few words to Song Yi who was still outside as a remedy: "This shirt is really suitable for you. The relationship between you is really good. very good."

Great relationship.

Song Yi laughed when he heard this, and said with a little voice, "I'm going to change clothes, I think it's not bad."

Everyone said it was good, it must be good.

Lu Huai, who entered the dressing room again, didn't look at himself in the mirror like Zhong Er just now. He changed his clothes, and his mind was still full of the person he saw just now.Song Yi's way of carefully buttoning his buttons was frozen in his mind.

It would be nice if the eyes could take a picture at a glance.

At this moment, he actually wanted to let the scene of that scene into his mobile phone, so that he could take a look at it every now and then.

It's a pity that there are not such good things in this world.

That picture can only remain in his mind.

Lu Huai hurriedly put on his original clothes, came out of the dressing room, and walked to the front desk for payment.

He put the clothes on the counter: "I have this one, and my friend will also have the same one later."

The clerk smiled and nodded.

This time Song Yi didn't come out so quickly, but Lu Huai didn't wait too long, he saw Song Yi coming out of the dressing room, looked around before walking towards him: "The clothes are quite comfortable to wear. "

While scanning the clothes, the clerk said about the shirt: "Our materials are all very good, and the price is very high. Do you need other clothes? They match this shirt."

Lu Huai refused: "This shirt is very versatile. No need."

The trousers they were wearing basically fit well, even if they took out the pockets of their windbreakers, they didn't feel out of place.

"Card or cash?"

Lu Huai took out his bank card: "Swipe the card."

He pressed the password and signed the note after it came out.

The clerk gave them two bags, and the shirt was neatly folded and placed in a box.

Lu Huai handed the one size smaller to Song Yi: "Is this shirt too much for the debate competition?"

Of course Song Yi didn't plan to wear it to the debate competition: "It's okay, I can wear it normally."

Lu Huai nodded: "Well, I plan to wear more."

Also in line with what Ye Tinghan said, he acted like a gay guy.And Song Yi is a shirt.

Oh……

There was a trace of complexity in Lu Huai's eyes, and he had another excuse, saying that he was dating Song Yi.

"Then I try to wear as much as possible?" Song Yi said in a hesitant tone, and finally said affirmatively: "I try to wear as much as possible, so that others won't think I'm too jumpy when they get used to it."

Lu Huai felt that this possibility was not great.

Ah, it feels really good to pull my little friends into the water.

"Do you still want to buy low-waist underwear? Although we didn't buy low-waist underwear." Lu Huai said something quite gay.

Song Yi thought about the key parts he saw in the dressing room, and used his own reason to firmly refuse at this point: "No need to buy it, no need to thank you."

"Yeah, that's right, it depends on the front if you don't drop your trousers." Lu Huai casually made a nasty joke.

Song Yi's face raised the temperature again.

The author has something to say: Lu Huai ← Deep Cabinet Unaware