Chapter 875: You and I don't have a compatible magnetic field

Tang Yu has a lot of clothes, and every season, Du Shuilian will ask her to give a new size, and specially order new clothes for her this season. In the past few years, her body has been growing, and many times it is not appropriate to wear clothes once a season, but fortunately, there is a Lin Xiaofen like a sister at home, who always picks up her clothes to wear, otherwise it will be a waste.

Now she doesn't grow taller, and she keeps her body well-proportioned after years of exercise, and the size of her clothes will not change often, but she can't stand a stepmother who loves to dress her up, Du Shuilian is extremely enthusiastic about buying new clothes for her.

In addition to Du Shuilian, now there is another sister-in-law, and she often calls to say that the fashion is new, ask her to give a size, and she will help buy it.

So Tang Yu is not short of clothes, she is not short of money, if you really want to, it is okay to wear the same clothes every day.

Zhang Miaomiao looked at the well-cut dress, it is estimated that she has not been on it much, it is very new, and the texture is also very good, and she can't help but be a little excited.

"It's new, I haven't seen you wear it, and you still borrow it?"

Tang Yu smiled faintly: "It's not new, but I haven't worn it a few times, you go try it first to see if it's suitable." ”

Zhang Miaomiao was a little excited, and quickly took off her wide sports uniform, and then went into the bathroom to change, and after a while, she walked out and said with some embarrassment: "It's a little tight." ”

Tang Yu glanced at it, she was wearing a skirt on her knees, she was wearing it less than her knees, it was not completely out of place, it was just right, and her waist was a little tight.

"How many deep breaths do you take and crouch on the ground again?"

Zhang Miaomiao squatted on the ground, took a few more breaths, and didn't give up this skirt, so she said, "It's just a little tight, it's okay." ”

Tang Yu said: "If you want to think it's okay, then I'll borrow you." ”

Zhang Miaomiao was very happy and hurriedly thanked her.

Tang Yu packed up, put the bag on his back, and said, "Then I'll go first, happy holidays." ”

"Ah, happy holidays. ”

Zhang Miaomiao watched her walk out of the dormitory, walked into the bathroom quickly, and looked at the big mirror in the bathroom, the more she looked at it, the more she felt good-looking, and she also felt that her skin was not so dark, I don't know if it was because she used the rose water sent by Tang Yu before, and with this skirt, she finally had the appearance of a famous college student.

It's just that the waist is a little tight, and it seems that I can't eat for the past two days, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to stretch it.

Tang Yu walked all the way to the school gate, and she told Yue Nan before she set off that she would pick her up at the north gate.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet Zhao Ziming at this door again.

It's really unjust, and you can meet it anywhere.

"Senior Sister Tang. Zhao Ziming had already found out what her name was, so he couldn't help but come over.

Tang Yu paused, and said coldly: "It's better for you to call me Miss Tang, after all, it's not the same department." ”

The senior brother and sister sound more affectionate, sorry, she doesn't want to be intimate with him.

Zhao Ziming's smile froze: "Did I offend you somewhere?"

Tang Yu raised her eyebrows inexplicably, could she say that she was offended everywhere?

"You can be kind to a fat man, why do you treat me with no lies?I offended you?" Zhao Ziming's resentment couldn't help but disperse: "That fat man, is your boyfriend?"

Tang Yu was already in a bad mood, and when he heard this question, his pretty face was cold: "Mr. Zhao, you have too many dramas, right? You and I are just alumni, and we have only met a few times, so what can we talk about offending or not? Obviously, you and I don't have the same magnetic field, so let's go around each other. ”