Chapter 395: School Beauty Song. Can do splits San Francisco. Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao had been traveling all day and had done some intensive physical work after getting off the plane, so after being exhausted, they fell asleep directly. Xu Qingzhou slept soundly on the soft bed, without even dreaming. In a trance, I found that someone seemed to be poking my face. Needless to say, it must be Song Yao. He reached out and hugged the girl lying on the bed in his arms, and squeezed her. The faint scent of shampoo immediately came to him. Oh, it turned out that she had just finished taking a shower. Tender and smooth. Xu Qingzhou was eager to fight. After the halftime break, he felt that he could fight for a few hundred more rounds. Song Yao twisted her body uneasily and reminded: "Xu Qingzhou, it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon." "Hmm~"
Xu Qingzhou hugged her tighter. Song Yao pursed her lips and stopped moving. This guy said in the morning that he couldn't sleep too long and had to get up at 2 o'clock. 结果 She woke up at 2 o'clock and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Sure enough, it is most convenient to stay in a hotel with a double room. Song Yao sighed in her heart. When she was tired, she didn’t want to clean up. She could just change the bed and go to sleep. "Get up quickly." "Hold me for a while longer." "Hmm~" Song Yao's humming sounded in the room. Xu Qingzhou still had his eyes closed, but his hands were gradually moving downwards. pia~ Someone's paw was slapped away. Song Yao got up with a red face, stared, and said with disgust: "It's so dirty. If you don't want to sleep, take a shower quickly." Xu Qingzhou opened his eyes and laughed, then glanced at his phone. It was 3:10 . San Francisco time. The two of them left the airport at around 9 o'clock, and arrived at the Hyatt Hotel where they were staying 40 minutes later. By the time they lay down to rest, it was already past 11 o'clock, and they had only slept for less than 4 hours. However, if you can't do anything embarrassing, it's time to get up. "Would you like to join us?" Xu Qingzhou stood up naked and turned back to invite her before entering the bathroom. "." Under the threat of the deadly gaze of School Beauty Song, Xu Qingzhou went into the bathroom angrily.
After taking a shower, he finally regained some energy. When he came out, Song Yao had already changed her clothes and was putting on makeup in front of the mirror. Xu Qingzhou also picked up the clothes that Song Yao took out of the suitcase. He packed more than Song Yao did. He simply leaned against the head of the bed and watched Song Yao fiddle with her makeup box. School beauty Song was dressed very beautifully, wearing a white T-shirt and a denim skirt. Her long hair was flowing and there was a hint of redness on her fair cheeks. Xu Qingzhou sighed. School Beauty Song looked full of energy. But when he looked at him, he had dark circles under his eyes and looked completely hollowed out. When she was putting on makeup, she leaned forward slightly, which made her beautiful figure more prominent. Song Yao had finished putting on her makeup and had already noticed her boyfriend's bitter look. "Xu Qingzhou, can't you have something else in your mind?" "What was I thinking?" "Oh, don't think I don't know." Xu Qingzhou rested his head on his hands. "That means you don't understand me. I was just reflecting on life and thinking about philosophy." "Insights into life? For example?" Seeing this guy looking so haggard, Song Yao began to doubt whether she had misunderstood him. Xu Qingzhou said lazily: "I am sighing. No wonder they say that there are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no one wants to do anything like you. Hiss~" Song Yao was so angry that she pulled him back and pressed him on the bed and tortured him. After packing the suitcases, the two of them planned to go out for a walk and experience this famous city. San Francisco has a typical Mediterranean climate. There was no sea fog today and the sunshine was pretty good. The two planned to go to San Francisco's Chinatown first, which is considered the largest Chinatown in the western United States. At the south end of Grant Street on Bush Avenue, I got off the taxi and a street with Xiaguo characteristics appeared before my eyes. It's quite lively, with a bustling crowd. In addition to the familiar Asian faces, there are also Latinos, whites, and blacks. The ancient jingle-dang cars, traditional Chinese archways, and modern buildings give people a feeling of time and space interweaving. Grant Street is densely packed with shops, restaurants, all kinds of colorful stores, and all kinds of Xiaguo's specialty dried goods. Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao walked around for half an hour and then went into a Hanfu shop on the corner of the street. Selling Hanfu in a foreign country. Interesting. Three white girls were choosing clothes. The proprietress was a woman in her forties who was introducing the dynasty, style, and style of the clothes in Xia Country in English. When the proprietress saw Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao come in, she whispered a few words to them, then walked towards them and asked in Chinese: "Xia people?" "Yes." Xu Qingzhou nodded. The white girls finally stopped looking and took two photos before leaving. The proprietress didn't care and said to Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao with a smile, "You are international students, right? Feel free to look around." "How did you tell?" The lady boss smiled and said, "Everyone who comes here to travel brings a lot of stuff with them." "From the Northern and Southern Wei and Jin Dynasties to the Republic of China, there are all kinds of them." The lady boss pointed to the left and introduced the area to the two people, saying: "This is the clothes with Hanfu elements, combined with the convenience of modern clothes."
“They are all very sophisticated.” Xu Qingzhou looked at the various clothes. "The young man has good vision." The lady boss listed them all: "I made these clothes bit by bit based on historical records. They are elegant from the Qin and Han dynasties, flowing from the Wei and Jin dynasties, graceful from the Tang dynasty, elegant from the Song dynasty, and dignified from the Ming dynasty." Song Yao squeezed Xu Qingzhou's hand and raised her chin, "I like that one." It's a blue dress. "Try it." Xu Qingzhou took it off, held the clothes in front of Song Yao's chest for a few times, and felt that it would fit well. "This suit is very suitable for this girl. The fitting room is over there. Wear the curved collar shirt inside and the cross-collared jacket with hanging sleeves." In front of the fitting room, the proprietress explained to Song Yao how to wear it. Song Yao nodded and took the clothes into the fitting room. "It sounds troublesome. Can I come in and help you?" Xu Qingzhou touched his chin and wanted to follow in. "Just come in if you dare." Song Yao's threat came from inside. Xu Qingzhou shrugged and started walking around the store. The proprietress cheerfully chatted with Xu Qingzhou: "Where in Xia Country are you two from?" "Shu Province." "No wonder. I went there on business when I was in China, and the girls there were all very good." “It’s more than amazing.” One lump of it can knock someone down. Xu Qingzhou thought about what would suit Song Yao. Song Yao had a cool temperament, so the colors must be plain and elegant. The elegant and luxurious Tang Dynasty style was not suitable, and the short shirts of the Yuan Dynasty were not suitable. "I'm ready." Song Yao walked out of the fitting room and adjusted her sleeves. She hadn't gotten used to the long clothes yet. Xu Qingzhou turned around and was stunned. The girl was dressed in green, standing tall and graceful, with a beautiful curve on her chest and a red belt tied around her waist. The feeling of the fairy heroine walking into reality. Wait, school girl Song can do the splits This question suddenly occurred to him. (End of this chapter)
