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"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the quest and obtaining the Decanting Pill Recipe X1. ”

In my head, a system prompt sounds.

Qin Yong was overjoyed, but his eyes glanced at Lin Xiaoyu, who was still unconscious on the side, and his skull began to hurt.

It is estimated that she was frightened too much tonight, and Lin Xiaoyu, who was sleeping at this time, breathed steadily, and her face no longer had the aggressiveness of a little hedgehog in the past.

Helpless, Qin Yong had to carry Lin Xiaoyu into his villa first.

There are plenty of spare rooms in the villa, and they are all ready-made.

Although he had doubts about what happened after he left tonight, looking at Lin Xiaoyu's quiet appearance when he was unconscious, Qin Yong still couldn't bear to wake him up.

After putting Lin Xiaoyu on the bed, Qin Yong closed the door lightly and retreated.

Standing outside the door, Qin Yong bowed his head and was depressed for a while.

What is this today, I hung up the lottery twice in one day!

Although there is a battle armor rewarded by the dog system, this is too expensive to wear!

This armor seems to filter only the pain, but it will not affect the other touches, and it is indeed an existence that surpasses the current technology!

With a wry smile, Qin Yong could only go take another bath.

At this time, the mobile phone in my pocket rang.

"Good luck comes...... Good luck coming...... Good luck comes ......"

I'm special!

Good luck balls!

In the past, I listened to a very emotional ringtone, but in this situation, Qin Yong sounded like such a sand sculpture!

But when he took out his phone and looked at the screen, he panicked.

"Why did you kid go! I called you six or seven times and you didn't answer!"

Chen Meier shouted unceremoniously on the other end of the phone.

It's over, tonight is the day when Chen Meier's hot pot restaurant reopens, and I promised Chen Meier that it will pass.

"Hah...... Yes...... There's something I'll go over now. Qin Yong said with a haha.

"If you have something, you will be busy first, I thought something was wrong with you, I didn't know how to say hello if there was something, Guoguo was worried!"

"Hey, hey, what's my business!" another girl on the phone protested.

"It's nothing, I'll just go over. Qin Yong directly ignored Chen Mei'er's last sentence.

After hanging up the phone, he took a shower and complained about his armor again.

Why, why does this creature armor have so much blood!

After rinsing his body, he took off the T-shirt he bought from the stall, and after searching almost the entire villa, Qin Yong found a wide shirt to put on his body.

Qin Yong was on the thin side, and his shirt looked a little funny on his body.

However, Qin Yong has no other clothes to wear for the time being, so he can only deal with it first, and then buy a few on the way.

Driving his own Ferrari and wearing a funny white shirt, he drove out of the villa, parked at random, saw a well-decorated men's clothing store, and walked straight in.

On weekend nights, there are quite a lot of people in the store.

I don't know if my outfit is so nondescript that Qin Yong walked around the store for three minutes without anyone paying attention to him.

Obviously, a few clerks were standing not far away chatting, but there was no one to entertain them.

Helpless, Qin Yong had no choice but to turn against the customer, picked out a white T-shirt, and held it high!

"Anyone, I'll buy clothes!"

"598 pieces, no discount!" The middle-aged female clerk closest to Qin Yong on the side glanced at Qin Yong from the corner of her eye, then turned her head and continued to chat with others.

"Is there a 2XL?" Qin Yong looked at this piece that was a little small, and because he was in a hurry, he didn't bother to bother with the girls.

"I'll look for it. The middle-aged clerk rolled his eyes, as if he was disgusted with Qin Yong's affairs.

"Hey, are there any other colors for these pants!" a bejeweled woman cried out.

"Wait a minute!"

Qin Yong was dumbfounded, the clerk ignored him and ran directly to the woman.

When he saw this woman's dress clearly, Qin Yong understood, the woman was choosing pants for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old man, and the jewelry hanging on his ears and neck almost wrote the word rich on his face.

Special!

Qin Yong was about to have a seizure, and another short-haired clerk who was slightly older than Qin Yong hurriedly trotted over.

"The 2XL one is a bit big, I recommend you try the XL one!" Then she quickly took out a t-shirt from the box and handed it to Qin Yong.

"Okay, thank you. Seeing someone greet him, Qin Yong nodded, took his shirt and walked to the fitting room.

Qin Yong was about to open the door of the fitting room, "Hey, you wait first, let this handsome guy try on pants first!" The middle-aged clerk held a pair of pants in his right hand, and at the same time stretched out his left hand to stop Qin Yong, signaling the kid behind him to go first.

Hearing what the clerk said, the kid snorted, snatched the pants from the clerk's hand, and was about to push Qin Yong away.

"Get out!" Qin Yong glared at the kid angrily.

The kid lost his temper in an instant, and shrunk his head and stepped aside.

Qin Yong immediately pushed open the door of the fitting room and walked in.

Two minutes later, Qin Yong walked out of the fitting room in a new T-shirt.

Outside the fitting room, two angry faces glared at Qin Yong.

One is the face of the older clerk, and the other is the face of an old woman like a jewel shelf.

As for the kid who was reprimanded by Qin Yong before and didn't dare to speak, he didn't even have the courage to look at Qin Yong with his head drooping.

"Where is the little deflated three! Don't talk about such a little politeness!"

"Yes, can you afford such expensive clothes?"

Qin Yong was depressed for a while, he was just buying clothes, and he could meet such two strange things.

He was just about to speak, when the short-haired woman who helped Qin Yong with his clothes came over and whispered, "Sister Wang...... I guess this gentleman went first......"

As soon as the short-haired woman spoke, the middle-aged clerk called out like a shrew, the bejeweled woman was a rich wife, who often came to their store and had a good relationship with herself.

"Oh, where do I dare to be this Sister Wang, I think you are the sister! You have only been here for a few days, you have grown your ability, this store is not up to you!"

The middle-aged clerk who was called Sister Wang was reprimanded for such a while, and the short-haired woman frowned, and her voice became quieter: "It's not that I'm here for a few days, it's not ...... that we have to reason?"

"What a reason! What a reason! Look at the way you look at the dirt, it's no different from this little deflated three part-time jobs!"

"What's going on!"

With a low shout in the distance, a tall, thin middle-aged man walked over.

As soon as the man spoke, the voices around him immediately became much quieter.

"Manager ......"

Several people bowed their heads slightly and greeted the man.

"What's going on!" the man frowned, staring at the short-haired woman.

What happened just now, he probably heard a seven-seven-eighty-eight.

Although the short-haired woman has only been in the store for a few days, she is very discerning and has a good temper, how can she quarrel with others today?

As for that Sister Wang, she is an old employee in the store, and she has a big temper.

"The manager...... It's this gentleman's state-of-the-art fitting room......," the short-haired clerk said respectfully.

"Oh, which eye do you see that he is advanced! Obviously, my son entered!" The rich lady cried out again, "You see that he is dressed so shabby, I don't know if he can buy it, what kind of people you can receive!"

"It's the store manager, this lady is very tutored by you, but this kid ......"

"That's enough!" the store manager suddenly interrupted Sister Wang's words.

The woman named Sister Wang wanted to say something, but she didn't close her mouth open for a long time.

"Xiao Song, wrap up this gentleman's clothes. ”

Qin Yong listened to the noise of this group of people for a long time, and his head was bigger, and when he heard the store manager say this, his mood was slightly better.

I knew I might as well go to a stall and buy a dress.

"Well, put it up, two, and two loose sweatpants, elastic. "Whoever gives himself face, he will give face to whom, and Qin Yong, the clerk with short hair, is still quite polite.

After a while, the short-haired clerk brought two sets of clothes according to Qin Yong's instructions.

Qin Yong was still in a hurry, thinking that this matter would pass like this.

The woman with the jewelry suddenly pulled the clothes that the short-haired clerk was going to hand Qin Yong to the ground.

"Let you bully my son!"

She stared at Qin Yong coldly, looking arrogant that you can stand me.