My girlfriend is from 1949

Chapter 9 The fashion differences are too great!

The two enjoyed the scenery along the way and got off the car in the shopping district.

Although it was only a little past one in the afternoon, the streets were bustling with people.

Lin Wan looked up at the towering buildings and brightly decorated shops, her pretty face filled with surprise and awe.

But when she looked down at the passersby, her big eyes paused, and her small hands involuntarily covered her red lips.

Just now, a tall, heavily made-up young woman walked past her.

The tube top she was wearing was smaller than a rag, and the denim shorts she was wearing were smaller than her boxer shorts!

She revealed half of her snow-white skin and legs, like a proud swan!

The young woman seemed aware that passersby were watching her, and she would occasionally smooth her hair, her head held high, exuding pride and self-satisfaction.

Lin Wan was stunned by the ostentatious display of a person dressed in a tiny piece of cloth, striking poses as they paraded through the streets.

If this happened during the Republic of China era, he would have been drowned in spittle!

It's important to know that the Republic of China had just experienced an underwear scandal.

At that time, underwear was introduced from abroad, and it was criticized by a group of old fogies as being indecent.

It was only after a public outcry that women were finally able to wear underwear.

For people in later generations, this happened nearly a hundred years ago.

But for Lin Wan, these things haven't been over for long.

Now I suddenly see a young, fashionable woman wearing her underwear on the outside, and the pants she's wearing on the outside are almost the same size as her underwear.

The two extreme fashion trends left her momentarily speechless.

He just stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief.

She also noticed that many people dressed in sexy outfits were singing and dancing in front of their phones on the roadside or in open spaces.

Especially when I was passing by a woman, I happened to hear her calling out "brother".

That affected, seductive voice almost pinched one's ears to pieces!

But looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the road, they didn't seem to find it strange at all.

Aside from the occasional man staring at a woman dressed provocatively, there were no other unusual behaviors.

Even Chen Huai'an beside him remained calm, showing no surprise at the women's strange actions.

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As a covert worker, Lin Wan habitually observed her surroundings and paid attention to passersby.

She noticed that every hundred meters she walked, the men around her stared at the legs of eight women.

These women all had one thing in common: they were all wearing black stockings.

It wasn't just Chen Huai'an who was watching; almost every man passing by on the street was glancing at her out of the corner of their eye.

Moreover, there was a different kind of feeling in their eyes.

However, it must be admitted that black stockings do make those women's legs look sexier and more attractive.

During the Republican era, when Lin Wan lived, stockings were very popular, and everyone considered it fashionable to wear a pair of expensive nylon stockings.

She herself also has several pairs of nylon stockings in different colors.

At the time, I just thought it was fashionable and good-looking; I didn't feel anything else.

Now, analyzing these men's expressions, it seems that stockings have another meaning.

Just as he was curiously looking around, he heard Chen Huai'an's concerned reminder.

"Watch out for the glass door."

Lin Wan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly walked through the glass door that had been pushed open.

What comes into view is a spacious and bright space, with mirrors embedded in the walls.

Many young women were sitting in chairs getting their hair cut, while several other women nearby were wearing hoods and fiddling with their phones.

The machines are very similar to those from the Republic of China era, and the fragrance in the air clearly indicates that this is a hair salon.

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Chen Huai'an said in a low voice, "Your hairstyle doesn't suit this place, so let's change it first."

"Okay." Lin Wan nodded and readily agreed.

On the surface, it may seem like she's just getting her hair done, but it's also her first step in integrating into this world.

Integration is an essential skill for anyone working on the covert front.

Chen Huai'an was chatting and laughing with a stylishly dressed young woman. The two seemed to know each other well, and it was clear that this wasn't their first time there.

A question lingered in his mind: "Has he brought other girls here before?"

The shop manager called over two young girls, gave them a few instructions, and led them to another room to lie down and get their hair washed.

Lin Wan smelled the rich fragrance of the shampoo wafting into her nose, felt her fingertips gently massaging her head, and curiously turned her head to look to the side.

Chen Huai'an was also lying on the shampoo bed, closing his eyes and enjoying the head massage, seemingly sensing something.

He turned and smiled, "Relax, no spies will suddenly break in here."

"Hahaha." The shampoo girl and the other girls getting their hair washed all laughed.

They took it as a joke, but Lin Wan knew they were trying to comfort her.

Her red lips curled up slightly, revealing a relaxed and playful smile.

"Um!"

She responded softly and closed her eyes, just like the others.

No need to worry about war, or secret agents suddenly barging in to arrest people. Relax and enjoy the head care treatment; everything feels so wonderful.

Chen Huai'an finished washing up quickly.

Before leaving, she said with a smile, "I also added a hair treatment for you. No rush, I'll wait for you outside."

When he went outside and sat down, he would glance at his left arm from time to time.

To outsiders, his left arm had nothing but the muscle definition from regular workouts.

However, from his perspective, there was a transparent notification panel on his arm.

The distance number is constantly changing as you move.

Ultimately, it stopped at 17.6 meters.

As long as it doesn't exceed 50 meters, otherwise Lin Wan, who was washing her hair in the cubicle, would suddenly disappear and be instantly pulled back to the place she came from.

If a living person suddenly disappears while washing their hair, with seven or eight other people around, it will definitely become a trending topic in less than 24 hours.

That would be a huge problem.

Being targeted by certain foreign forces is inevitable!

That's why Chen Huai'an always paid attention to the distance between them. If their relationship weren't still a bit awkward, he would have wanted to hold her hand and never let go.

That way there won't be any distance, and it won't suddenly disappear.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Wan came out, drying her hair.

Because my hair was wet and had been washed, it was no longer recognizable as it used to be.

Strands of hair fell beside her cheeks, adding a touch of charm to her pretty face.

Several men sitting on the sofa waiting for their girlfriends to get their hair permed couldn't help but steal a few more glances.

A man with curly hair and graceful movements walked behind the chair.

Looking at her beautiful face in the mirror, she exclaimed, "Beautiful lady, I'm your stylist. Your eyes are so pretty, and your face shape is wonderful too."

The handsome man stared at his face in the mirror for a moment, and a plan for transformation gradually formed in his mind.

"Your boyfriend said he wanted to get you a perm, so I designed a loose, wavy perm for you."

Even if you went back to the Republic of China era, your curly hair wouldn't attract any attention.

Furthermore, in order not to stand out from the crowd, it was not dyed.

Chen Huai'an put a lot of thought into the arrangements.