Hermione chose a classic suit for Vincent.
Although he looked mature and charming as a grown man, she seemed somewhat dissatisfied.
She lingered for a long time in front of a dazzling array of men's formal wear before finally choosing a strapless dress.
What else could Vincent say but to keep changing partners?
When he came out of the fitting room, Hermione, frowning, turned around and continued choosing a dress.
Although the strapless dress is known as a princely dress and is also suitable for tall men, she still felt that something was missing.
The third outfit is the most common tailcoat.
Vincent is tall and broad-shouldered with a particularly well-proportioned figure, making him suitable for any type of dress.
Hermione circled him a few times, then sighed in disappointment.
It seems to be a problem with the cutting, or it seems to be a problem with the color.
Could it be her problem?
Next is the morning suit, also known as the Britain gentleman's suit.
The most formal category includes coats, shirts, trousers, vests, and ties.
He wore it with a unique air of luxury, making a strong visual impact, but unfortunately Hermione was still not quite satisfied.
Vincent was rather helpless as she lifted his arm and scrutinized him closely, while the shop assistants stood quietly by, seemingly unfazed.
Personal taste is not the same as what is suitable, and what is suitable is not the same as what you like.
Based on Hermione's understanding of him, formal attire was simply not suitable for him.
A free-spirited and flamboyant style is actually the most suitable.
There are only a few types of men's formal wear, so you can't just order a whole set.
She turned to look at the dazzling array of men's clothing, and suddenly ran over as if she had discovered a treasure.
This is a very unique dress coat, a double-breasted one, similar to a naval admiral's formal dress.
Its main body is black, with gold sashes on the shoulders and patterns on the cuffs. The tailoring is particularly sharp, and the material is also very thick, giving it a rather domineering feel.
Hermione returned to Vincent with the clothes in her arms. "Try this coat on, I think it suits you perfectly."
He took off his coat and put on the general's formal dress.
The shop assistant, who was standing quietly to the side, suddenly brightened up.
Completely opposite to his previous gentlemanly demeanor, Vincent exudes an aura of intimidation with every gesture after putting it on, his entire being radiating power.
Hermione's eyes sparkled. "You look so cool!"
Vincent looked at the mirror behind him.
He glanced down at his shirt, vest, and tie, and casually loosened them slightly with his hands.
"How about this?" He unbuttoned the double-breasted buttons of his tuxedo, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and stood with his legs apart and straight.
Hermione's eyes sparkled, and she was completely mesmerized.
Vincent turned slightly to the side.
If this tuxedo were a little longer, it would look even more like a "Coat of Justice".
He looked at his imposing reflection in the mirror, and a rather daring idea inexplicably rose in his mind.
A gentleman is someone who projects an image of security, understanding, and gentleness.
Girls will enjoy being taken care of by a gentleman, but this is not always the case.
The opposite of a gentleman, a rogue, is very charismatic; he is unrestrained and unconventional.
If things are developing too fast, it's good to be a gentleman and slow down.
But if development is too slow, we can be a little rascal and add some fuel to the fire.
Vincent moved closer to Hermione, gently lifting her chin with his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips. "What if that's the case?"
Her heart was pounding wildly as he pulled her limply into his arms.
"I... I..."
Do you like it?
Hermione, her face flushed, tried to look away, but his large hand, which was pinching her chin, pulled her back to him.
"I... I like it..." Her voice was very soft.
Vincent's eyes were aggressive, and she looked as weak and helpless as Little Red Riding Hood caught by the Big Bad Wolf.
Strangely enough, she is not resisting at all, and the little stars in her eyes are even shining brighter.
Is this... something they're enjoying?
Somewhat startled Vincent stiffly released his grip, his expression instantly returning to normal.
He looked at the shop assistant next to him, whose eyes were full of hearts, and said, "Ahem... um, we'll take this outfit."
Hermione's expression returned to normal.
But whether it was just his imagination or not, Vincent felt that there was a hint of regret in her eyes as she turned to walk towards the fitting room.
I'm really enjoying myself...
Oh no, I accidentally went too far and brought out some hidden special attribute of hers.
Hermione's competitiveness and assertiveness are just a facade; in reality, she is extremely insecure, afraid of being alone, and desperately craves the approval of others.
But she is not a weak person, so it should be a different story.
When someone very important to her appears, she will unconsciously become dependent on that person, obeying him in every way, and willingly accepting whatever he does for her.
And this person has already appeared; he is Vincent.
Hermione's hidden attribute is Masochism, which translates to being a masochist, specifically a masochist directed only at one person.
Vincent shivered involuntarily in the fitting room, but he quickly calmed down.
Once I accepted reality, I was actually a little excited for some reason.
His personality is already quite assertive, so being even more assertive wouldn't be a bad thing.
In layman's terms, it's essentially what's called "playing the hooligan."
Oh no, it seems he's also unleashed some hidden attribute.
It's just a common personal quirk, and it doesn't affect one's normal life or interpersonal relationships, so it can't be considered a mental illness at all.
Vincent, having changed his clothes, walked out of the fitting room as if nothing had happened.
Hermione had already paid the bill and was standing obediently in place waiting.
He stepped forward and gently put his arm around her waist. "Where to next?"
Hermione looked around shyly. "I want to buy some lipstick and perfume."
"Let's go then." Vincent took the shopping bag handed to him by the shop assistant.
Seeing that she didn't reject this intimate physical contact, he gently pinched her slender waist. "It's still early, we can take a good look around."
Hermione nodded, her face flushed. "Okay, let's go."
The two arrived outside the store.
In the crowded throng, Vincent quietly placed his hand on her stomach while she was looking for a brand store, and then gave it a teasing pinch.
Hermione froze as if she'd been electrocuted, turning to look at Vincent was grinning mischievously.
She weakly pressed down on his mischievous hand, "Could you... could you be gentler?"
Vincent hugged her tighter and whispered in her ear, "Of course."
Hermione felt her entire ear burning.
Her heart felt like a deer was pounding wildly.
Even though her boyfriend was clearly being indecent, she just couldn't resist the tingling, electric-like sensation.