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Sure enough, Zhang Chen's hunch soon became a reality: "Chen... I need your help... You know that a girl with a sprained foot must be very helpless. I know you are a kind-hearted person, and you will definitely help me get there! Isn't it?"
Zhang Chen rolled his eyes: "Actually, I'm not kind at all..."
Taylor said, "No, I'm sure you won't have the heart to make a girl with a sprained foot suffer helplessness." Zhang Chen quickly said, "Please forgive me. I think your best choice now is to go back to your agent immediately. She will help you deal with it."
Taylor pouted, but it's a pity that such amorous feelings can only be watched and surrounded by lights: "I really don't want to go back to her... I just take up your time for two hours at most... Is that okay? All right, I beg you."
Zhang Chen was not tired of it, so he had to agree reluctantly. Then Zhang Chen also came to the side where he could find a taxi with Taylor on his back. At the last moment he put Taylor down, Zhang Chen found that the girl's legs curled up slightly and trembled. Zhang Chen soon understood that the cold air affected Taylor. So he said, "Wait for me here. Don't leave. I'll be right back." After saying this, Zhang Chen ran out, leaving only Taylor, who didn't know what Zhang Chen wanted to do, asking loudly about Zhang Chen's back. Zhang Chen quickly ran to a clothing store on the roadside, and then casually stroked his lower body. The trousers were relatively loose and roughly suitable. Then he came out again and said to Taylor, "No, for you, put it on first. It's very cold at night."
Taylor didn't know what Zhang Chen was doing, but after seeing the trousers in Zhang Chen's hand and what he said, he was suddenly a little moved. His legs were cold and he didn't even notice it. Zhang Chen already thought of it, but the trousers he bought were a little flattering, which made Taylor a little Hesitate.
"What are you doing? Put it on quickly...obediently, it's very cold here." Zhang Chen began to urge Taylor next to him. Taylor had to gritt his teeth and take off his high heels and put on this pair of trousers. Although it was a little inconvenient to clip the trousers in the beautiful white skirt, he immediately felt much more comfortable on his feet and felt the warmth from his legs. Taylor said, "Thank you..."
Zhang Chen said rudely, and then he saw Taylor's broken high heels, and then patted his head: "It's terrible. I forgot to buy shoes for you... Wait..."
Taylor wanted to stop Zhang Chen, but he was very fast. He had bought the shoes in a short time, but this time he bought a pair of flat shoes. He put the flat shoes at Taylor's feet: "Try it... Although the flat shoes may not be as charming as high heels, at least it is safe..." After saying this sentence. By the way, Taylor slowly put on this pair of shoes, which was still a very warm feeling. Under the light, Taylor's jade feet were seen in Zhang Chen's eyes. Zhang Chen hit a thrill and hurried to the roadside to call a taxi.
Taylor looked at Zhang Chen's tall and generous back, and there was a blurred color in her eyes. At this moment, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she always felt that the more Zhang Chen's back looked at it, the more she felt, comfortable and warm. In fact, the trousers bought by Zhang Chen were a little unfitting after all. When they were put on Taylor's feet, they looked a little bumpy. There was no way to perfectly intersect with her beautiful and extreme leg curves. Taylor could even feel the complaints from her thighs, but what she could feel at this time was only brought by the trousers. It's just warmth.
He stopped a taxi by the roadside. Zhang Chen did not complain anymore, but said to Taylor, "I think it's necessary to deal with your leg a little? Otherwise, it may leave some sequelae!"
Taylor smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I just dealt with it urgently by myself. As long as I find someone to help me treat it within five hours, it won't leave any sequelae! Don't worry."
Zhang Chen nodded, but he still said, "Even so, I think the best way is to stay with the agent... They will always be good for you."
Taylor pouted: "Chen... Why are you like my agent? Look at you, you often talk bitterly!"
"I..." Zhang Chen was speechless for a while, and then the two of them took a taxi to the place Taylor said. Taylor's injury was not serious. When the two came out of the taxi, she was able to barely walk by herself. Zhang Chen held her by his side, so it was fine.
This is one of the most crowded places in Los Angeles, where every inch of land can detect the crowd. In this gradually cold autumn, the flow of people seems to be able to find warmth for each other here. The main business here is some snacks. Food, second-hand idle trading market and so on. Zhang Chen was a little doubtful that Taylor, a high-ranking singer who doesn't eat mortal fireworks, could know such a crowded place, but his question was quickly answered by Taylor: "I often come here to find creative inspiration!"
Zhang Chen was speechless. He suddenly remembered the girl in front of him that if he took off the shackles of the wound, he would definitely jump. In fact, he was also a talented singer-songwriter. Although the impression she left on Zhang Chen is usually naughty, Zhang Chen can also detect it from some of her talks.
It's a pity that Taylor could only be helped by Zhang Chen, but after walking for a while, she still tried to leave Zhang Chen's support, slowly stood on the flat ground and tried to take two steps. Although she looked a little limping, she could finally go out, so Zhang Chen and Taylor walked all the way. .
When women touch the smell of the street, they often become unreasonable. Zhang Chen was surprised to see Taylor walking around the street. The injured leg slowly became a normal state while walking, and Zhang Chen's eyes almost fell off. The two kept walking, and Taylor bought himself a lot of clothes and some small gifts. Then, she bought a watch for Zhang Chen. Her reason was to return Zhang Chen's share of helping her buy trousers and shoes. Zhang Chen also accepted it calmly. This is a valuable watch. Compared with the high heels and trousers he bought, it may be more valuable. This watch looks like a sense of precision workmanship. The smooth lines reveal a smooth and beautiful line color. Wearing it on his hand is as handsome as Zhang Chen's handsome nature. Match. Taylor asked Zhang Chen to put on his watch, looked at it, and said with admiration, "This is really a perfect match!" It's God's masterpiece! Chen, you are so handsome when you bring this watch! I'm not exaggerating at all."
"Is that so?" Zhang Chen smiled and checked the watch on his wrist. It seemed that he really had the feeling of relying on clothes.
Taylor straightened Zhang Chen's body and saw Zhang Chen in front of him. His eyes were sharp, his face was handsome and handsome, and his tall figure. Such handsomeness was already extremely amazing. Maybe it was his own psychological effect. Taylor always thought that after Zhang Chen added the watch he gave him, the more he looked at it, the more handsome he looked, the more pleasing he became. She couldn't help looking at Zhang Chen, who was at the age of flowers, and was a little distracted.
After this aimless shopping, Zhang Chen has become Taylor's porter. There are already mountains of things in his hand. Zhang Chen complained to Taylor: "Miss Swift... You buy so many things, do you have to wear them all by yourself?"
Taylor smiled and said, "Of course not... First of all, I have many sisters, and I can wear this for them. Second, even if I can't use it up, I can put these in my own cabinet as a souvenir, isn't it good?"
Zhang Chen was in a cold sweat: "Who will marry you? I guess I can't support you..."
Hearing this, Taylor's eyebrows suddenly frowned for no reason, and then she stopped her hands, who were conscientiously choosing clothes for herself, and asked Zhang Chen very seriously, "Chen, do you really think so? Will I really not marry anyone? Do you hate me very much?"
Taylor made a series of combination punches at Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen couldn't stand it. After recalling his words, he understood that he might have said something wrong, so he quickly made up for it: "Sorry, Taylor, in fact, I just made a little joke... Don't women like to buy things? I think even if there is a woman, it should not be normal... Well, well, I'm just kidding... Lavigne also likes shopping very much."
"Avril?" Hearing the name, Taylor suddenly felt inexplicably depressed and said, "In your heart, I can't compare with Avril, can I?"
"Yes..." As soon as Zhang Chen said it, he knew that he was clumsily wrong again. He wanted to make up for the mistake he had just made with words again: "What I mean is that everyone has his own advantages. You have some advantages that Avril doesn't have. Of course, she also has some advantages that you don't have!"
Sometimes women are messy creatures. Taylor now wants to ask Zhang Chen what advantages Lavigne doesn't have compared with herself, but she thinks that her position is not suitable for asking this kind of thing, so she shut up decisively. Zhang Chen is also a little unreasonable when talking to her.
Zhang Chen looked at Taylor, who was obviously angry, and his father-in-law couldn't figure it out. He didn't know where he had offended the girl.
"Women's heart is under the sea needle, the ancients did not bully me!" Zhang Chen sighed in his heart. There was nothing he could do. As a man, it was better to have a little demeanor, so Zhang Chen still coaxed Taylor and let her finally put down her tight face.
"I'm tired!" Zhang Chen already carried several bags of things in his hand, and Taylor's hands were also fruitful, so Taylor stopped, then raised his head and squinted at the sky, stretched out his hand on his chin, thought for a moment, and then turned to Zhang Chen and shouted, "Chen, let's go to eat!"
"Okay!" After walking so far, Zhang Chen is also a little hungry and has long wanted to fill his stomach. The snacks in this place are also available. Under Taylor's leadership, Zhang Chen turned around and finally came to the snack street. There are delicious snacks from all over the world, including China. However, today Zhang Chen decided to follow Taylor's arrangement and eat something with the flavor of her hometown.
Perhaps because he was tired and hungry, Zhang Chen felt extremely sweet when eating these snacks. After his index finger moved, Zhang Chen ate happily. Although the Americans don't talk about the image of a Chinese lady, Taylor naturally reveals a natural elegance emanating from her well-educated bones when she eats. Even if she is hungry, this elegance has not been lost.
Two people don't just eat one meal. It's hard to get this opportunity. Naturally, the two of them eat a little in the same place. It was not until they changed several places that they finally stopped their mouths.
"That's great! I will also eat more food from your hometown in the future!" Zhang Chen touched his stomach and said contentedly.
Taylor was a little sad: "I ate so much, my figure, my weight..." She was full of resentment, and then saw the corners of Zhang Chen's smiling mouth and said, "You brought me to eat these things..."
"I...I wipe it!" Zhang Chen cursed this sentence in his stomach, and at the same time, he even had an impulse to strangle Taylor - it was just an aunt who pulled me here, okay? Why am I seducing you to eat now? However, Zhang Chen also knew that it was better not to be more serious with women on some irrelevant issues, so he accepted Taylor's accusation with a lowbrow.
Taylor was very happy to see that Zhang Chen did not refute herself. This guy who bought trousers and shoes for himself was really cute. Then she also thought that she was really a little unreasonable just now, so she changed the topic and said, "Chen, you should come to me to eat something in your hometown some other day!" I heard that China is a country with a well-developed food culture, and your food culture also has a long history... You can't forget me.
"Okay, okay... If I have time, I will definitely let you taste the Hunan cuisine I made myself. I can still inherit my hometown cuisine."
"Can you cook by yourself?" Taylor thought it was incredible.
Zhang Chen said, "Of course. In the past few years in the United States, I have only made my own food."
Taylor looked at Zhang Chen and thought this guy was cuter. He actually made food for himself. This kind of boy is really not easy to find in the United States. Thinking of this, Taylor's eyes accidentally showed such a little star.
The two of them ate good food and began to chat casually during the time of picking their teeth. After so many years of refinement, Zhang Chen has been quite fluent in English. He also knows many common sayings thoroughly, and there is no language barrier in chatting with Taylor.
At this time, a group of uninvited guests came to the street. If you look at them carefully, you will find that each of these guys is almost more than two meters in size, which is quite fierce. Naturally, this group of people was Randulf and others. Zhang Chen just told them to breathe and found that they would not return, which made them have the heart to eat Zhang Chen alive. Later, Du Hong, who was familiar with Los Angeles, proposed to come here for fun, so the five of them came to this place.
"Tonight's concert is really fun! God testified that these singers are all exceptionally beautiful candidates. Gallinari, a rookie, is saying with shining eyes.
David Li said fiercely next to him: "It's a pity that there is a hateful and disgusting guy who disappeared long before the concert was over... Humph, I'll go back to the hotel to clean him up later!"
Randorff also nodded beside him and said, "What a disgusting guy. I have long said that the man was full of shit all over his body, especially in his mind, and he was full of piles of shit! Fortunately, the beautiful Miss Swift made me feel a little angry tonight..."
Du Hong said, "Yes, that's really a charming girl, but it seems that she doesn't want to get close to us..."
Randorff also said regretfully, "If I could get to know her..." Then he looked at the place, which was a snack street, so he continued, "What an honor it would be if I could get to know her and eat here together!"
Hearing this, Du Hong also echoed: "That's unimaginable beauty... By the way, didn't Chen say that he knew Taylor? Maybe we can get to know Taylor from his route!"
Randolph said weakly, "I can't believe that he even kissed Taylor. In fact, I think even if he and Taylor have really made commercials together, I think he is likely to have only had a little chance to cooperate with Taylor... There can't be any close relationship at all."
Gallinari said, "Yes, I also don't think he can have a close relationship with Taylor... It's just a lie!"
Several people talked about it, and then slowly walked to a stall after arguing. Several people ordered something and chatted boredly and waited for things to come up. Suddenly, Du Hong abducted Randorff's stomach: "Look at that man... Does he look like Chen?"
"How is that possible?" Randov was chatting with Gallinari, and he did not deeply investigate the amount of information contained in this sentence. Du Hong turned his waist again: "It seems that it's true. The more you look at it, the more it looks! Hey, there is a woman sitting next to him... That woman is of good height, with golden curly hair and a quite beautiful figure - oh oh! She turned her head and let me see if she was beautiful... OH, SHIT! God testified, that's Taylor!"
"Where is Taylor?" Randolph quickly turned around, and everyone turned their heads as Du Hong said. In this way, their eyes focused on Zhang Chen and Taylor.
Everyone was stunned - because in the direction they could see, Zhang Chen and Taylor? Swift sat opposite him. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about. Zhang Chen smiled so hard that his mouth was crooked. Taylor also smiled without a ladylike smile and was leaning forward and backward.
"Wow... God! Kill this animal!" Randorff howled in his heart, and several other people began to complain about Zhang Chen after experiencing the beginning of a blank head...
(To be continued)