Juanquan

When he was in his costume, he looked like a wild loafer during conservative times.

The stylist was very satisfied with his work. "Would you put on some gloves to see the overall effect?"

Qin Guan grimaced awkwardly. His eyes were fixed on the door of the fitting room.

Wang came back happily with a plastic bag. That explained why he had not put on the gloves. It would have been inconvenient for him to have breakfast with the gloves on.

Delicious food was always a priority. Qin Guan craned his neck towards the bag.

"What did you get? The breakfast in Tianjin is not as delicate as in Southern China, but it's still delicious!"

Wang Liying took the food out of the bag and placed it on the table.

"I got you something easy to eat. We have to work later, so I didn't buy anything liquid. There were a lot of people waiting in line before the stand, so it must be good."