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4. Street Shopping
As it turned out, the leisurely walk proved pretty interesting. Although it was Sunday, the streets of Shanghai bustled with activities. You could see people scurrying to and fro, while vendors yodel out loud, advertising their wares. Varieties ranged from local delicacies to Oriental antiquities. All laid out on the streets, indeed a colorful feast for the eyes.
I soon found myself engrossed surveying the streets, trying to find something of interest. Maybe something to buy home as souvenir. No, perhaps something to wear, I quickly amended as I spied a makeshift stall selling Chinese period costumes.
Wow! These things are indeed rare, in fact something of a novelty back in Europe, especially France. And come to think of it… hmmn I had yet to try on an authentic Chinese costume. Bursting with excitement, I enthusiastically reached out for a red top.
The material felt luxurious against my skin. I gasped in delight as realization dawned on me. So this is… Chinese silk? I thought in awe as I caressed the material lovingly. So smooth, so fine, so lovely! Mon dieu! As I twirled the fabric around my deft fingers, my thoughts turned licentious… I couldn't help but wonder if naughty garments come in this luxuriant material too. Heh, now that would be totally decadent. I could not help but giggle as more erotic thoughts pervaded my mind…
Suddenly a loud voice startled me. No god, please no I prayed silently. But unfortunately, it was… who else but Mr loudmouth Shen?
"Hey what were you thinking of running away like that? Weren't you listening to me? I was saying…" Shen paused as something finally seemed to click into place in that thick skull of his. His eyes widened. "You… That…"he managed as he pointed to the beautiful red piece I was holding.
"Yes. I am buying this." I stressed on the word 'this' to let him know I was serious. My hand closed on the red top possessively. Afterall, there was no telling what Shen, the 'no-brainer', might do….
Meanwhile his expression flickered between surprise and amusement for a brief moment before he regained his composure.
"Ummm fine, I guess." He scratched his faux blonde head with the right hand as if considering something. "But let me have the honor of buying it for you. And no buts, I insist!" He beamed, flashing me his dazzling killer smile once again.
I thought I detected a hint of mischief in his eyes but I couldn't be certain for sure. And with my silence (which he assumed was consent) Shen took the piece off me and strode off aka cowboy style towards the vendor who had apparently been watching all along.
A/N: Whoa, I actually wrote such a long continuation that I decided to split it up into chap 4, 5 & 6! Actually I don't dislike Shen, I think he's cool too. But every humor story needs to have a sucka don't you think? So let's just say Shen has the honor of being ummm ½ a sucker in this fic at least. And to all those people who have given me feedback thank you so much. Arigatou. (does a little bow)
Hmmn, French people are known to be vain, classy, elegant and also 'naughty.' Hence I invented that part about the red silk top. No pun intended, ok? ;)
