Seeing that the car was starting again, Gu Xiaoyou quietly opened the curtain and glanced out of the car window. She was secretly relieved when she saw that the carriage was passing through a street she had never seen before, instead of heading back.

Mu Wuchen just pretended not to see her actions and continued to look through the pictures on his phone.

Fortunately, except for the few pictures that were not modest enough, in the other pictures, the women were wrapped in thick cotton clothes, wearing woolen hats or hair buns, which made Mu Wuchen feel much more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that Mu Wuchen's expression softened a bit, Gu Xiaoyou bravely approached her again: "What do you think of the scarf?"

"It's okay." Mu Wuchen turned to a photo of women's clothing that was wrapped in the most tightly wrapped clothes: "If you dress like this, it's fine."

Gu Xiaoyou leaned over and took a look. The woman in the photo was wearing a down jacket, a cold hat, and two scarves around her neck. Except for her eyes, which were still exposed, the rest of her body was tightly covered.

"This looks more like a ball than I do now!" Gu Xiaoyou said with disdain: "It's too warm, it's not beautiful at all."

"How do you want to be beautiful?" Mu Wuchen raised his eyebrows and his tone became calm.

Gu Xiaoyou's desire for survival suddenly came online, and she said wittily: "At least she has to wear a skirt. Look at her walking outside wearing a pair of down pants. She doesn't look good if she's not a man or a woman."

Mu Wuchen looked at the picture and found that the hem of the down jacket reached just above his knees, and the woman in the picture was wearing a pair of pants.

"Well, it's indeed neither fish nor fowl."

Gu Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief and said in this direction: "So, I want to wear a skirt. The skirt is beautiful."

Sorry, she had no choice but to wear down pants.

Mu Wuchen's expression softened and he said, "If you love beauty, just order some cotton skirts at Jinxiu Pavilion."

"Yes, I understand." Gu Xiaoyou nodded. The embroiderers from Jinxiu Pavilion would come to the house every season to tailor her clothes. Gu Xiaoyou was quite grateful to Mu Wuchen for this.

"Thank you for taking care of all my food, clothing, housing and transportation." Gu Xiaoyou said sincerely.

"After all, it was me who suggested that you come to the capital, and this is what you should do." Mu Wuchen said calmly.

"I still want to thank you. By the way, starting from this month, I will pay for the expenses of the house myself. The business on the street has been very good recently, which is enough for me to bear." Gu Xiaoyou said with a smile: "I can't always take advantage of you.

Cheap."

Mu Wuchen's expression paused, and his originally gentle expression became serious again: "It's up to you."

Gu Xiaoyou touched her nose, wondering which of her words had made this old man unhappy again.

She shouldn't have said anything wrong, right? Isn't it wrong to save him money?

It's really baffling.

Gu Xiaoyou curled her lips, took her phone back, sat aside and played the poke game.

Gu Xiaoyou didn't say anything, and the car became quiet. Mu Wuchen was usually used to this kind of silence, but today he felt a little uncomfortable.

He thought for a moment and then said: "Just now they were all about women. Aren't you going to make a scarf for me too? What does a men's scarf look like?"

"I knew you would be interested, so I'll look for it for you." After hearing this, Gu Xiaoyou exited the game page and entered the words "men's scarf" on Baidu.

Baidu is very powerful, and a bunch of pictures of men's scarves quickly appeared.

However, Gu Xiaoyou still filtered the pictures on her phone. After all, she didn't want to step into the old-fashioned minefield again.

After careful selection, Gu Xiaoyou selected a few decent pictures and handed them to Mu Wuchen: "Take a look."

Mu Wuchen took the phone and saw that the men in the pictures were either wearing windbreakers and scarves, or down jackets and scarves. Their outfits were quite satisfactory, with nothing unusual about them.

Mu Wuchen frowned: "The scarf looks good, but why do all the men in your hometown have short hair? It's not appropriate to have a body and skin that is affected by your parents."

Gu Xiaoyou guessed that she never expected the catch here. She couldn't say that after thousands of years, both men and women would be able to wear short hair.

She could only explain nonsensically: "We are not strict about this, and the people in the photos all had their hair cut with their parents' consent."

Fashion models, forgive her!

"Your parents are quite open-minded." Mu Wuchen picked up his phone and continued to look at the pictures. Although he was indifferent to the short-haired handsome guy, he took a second look at the haze blue scarf and the camel hair scarf.

Gu Xiaoyou noticed this and said positively: "When I learn how to knit scarves, I will knit these two colors for you."

"Ah, of course the prerequisite is that there are two colors of wool." Gu Xiaoyou added.

"Okay." Mu Wuchen responded calmly, and the expression on his face finally looked a little better.

In fact, the expression on Mu Wuchen's face didn't change much. It was always expressionless and indifferent.

But Gu Xiaoyou was sometimes very keen to detect Mu Wuchen's mood and anger, and felt that the old man's mood finally improved.

Gu Xiaoyou finally felt at ease and continued to talk about scarves with Mu Wuchen, and even found scarf styles with various stitches to show him.

The two of them discussed the matter with their scarves and didn't even notice when the carriage stopped.

It was Meng Yu who had been waiting on the carriage shaft for a long time and reminded him: "Master, Jinhe Pavilion has arrived."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded coldly, turned his head to look at Gu Xiaoyou, and said quietly: "Put away the soul collecting mirror and get out of the car."

"Oh, okay." Gu Xiaoyou turned off the screen of his mobile phone, stuffed it into his purse, and tied the purse bag tightly: "Put it away."

Mu Wuchen nodded, lifted the curtains, and stepped out of the carriage one after another with Gu Xiaoyou.

When the two came out of the carriage, Gu Xiaoyou shrank his neck out of fear of the cold, and awkwardly raised his hand to put on his hood.

When Mu Wuchen saw this, he realized that Gu Xiaoyou was really afraid of the cold.

I don't know if all girls are afraid of the cold. Mu Wuchen is a martial arts practitioner who has no special feelings about heat and cold, and has never paid attention to the warmth and coldness of other people.

Seeing a "weak" girl like Gu Xiaoyou for the first time, Mu Wuchen moved his eyelids slightly and stood silently at the wind outlet to block the wind.

Gu Xiaoyou had already put on his hood, thinking it was because of the hood that the wind didn't blow over him.

"Let's go."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded lightly, always blocking Gu Xiaoyou's side.

Gu Xiaoyou thought it was because of the thick clothes she wore today, but she never felt cold.

The two of them walked all the way into Jinhe Pavilion. As soon as they entered the door, a waiter greeted them: "Two distinguished guests, please come inside."

"Two gentlemen, please come here. All the blankets in our store are hung on the wall." The waiter greeted warmly: "Patterned blankets, and whole fur blankets. I wonder what you two want?"

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Chapter completed!