Xiao You, who wears a pleated skirt, has a transcendent worldliness all over her body, and the gradient thin sweater on the upper body appropriately shows a bit of leisure, which is really the most suitable suit for meeting friends.

She is different from the amazing points of several styling assistants, when she first touched the clothes, she seemed to inadvertently glance at the trademark that she had to remove in the future, and if she didn't look at it, her whole heart was cold when she saw it.

A big French brand that is not at the same level as herself, coupled with the dazzling five-digit number, Xiaoyou instantly feels that the whole world is full of malice, doesn't this obviously harm her?

As far as she is a poor dick, what burden does she take to provide for this kind of thing that needs to be offered like an ancestor.

If it really enters her wardrobe, how to wash it next is a problem, and it is also a problem not to dare to wear it, and whether it will wear and tear naturally after many years is another problem.

In her opinion, luxury clothes or bags are far less collectible than gold, at least they are worth preserving, and these are really not long-lived.

It is understandable that wealthy people have nothing to wear or collect a few.

A poor bastard like her, who is in danger of a future, is really not suitable for such a fragile and delicate thing. If you can't afford it, it's better to stay away.

The clothes are beautiful and chic, which is worthy of recognition, but if you let your heart keep bleeding, the gains outweigh the losses.

Later, what made her even more shocking was that the stylist gave her another bag of the same series, Xiaoyou carried it in her hand like carrying a 100-pound stone, heavy, really heavy!

When everything was over, everyone happily followed her, opened the delicate door curtain, and walked towards Mu Shaoxing, who was sitting not far away.

The man seemed to be answering the phone and didn't notice the group at first.

Xiaoyou is always the most well-behaved, although he is not energetic at this time, he also knows that he should be called noble and beautiful at this moment. Of course, she is also very realistic, knowing that all this is just nothing, and there is no need to take it too seriously.

If she needs to bear tonight's expenses, she also admits it, and only smiles as a Bo male god.

In a sense, she is actually a madman, and she is willing to pay more for the male god, and many times she is really irrational.

Thankfully, there was only one person who could make her lose her normal judgment. Fortunately, he was the only one who had a profound impact on her.

In private, Xiaoyou has given up on treating herself.

Faintly thinking that before he got married, he could still daydream moderately.

And when the dream wakes up, there is no then.

After Mu Qing finished talking to Li Tezhu on the phone, he noticed the people waiting around, and her fresh outfit also made his heart stagnate slightly.

The little woman dresses up like this, just right, does not look flamboyant, and does not lose her youthful nature, which is ten million times better than the old aunt she can't marry on weekdays.

He was very satisfied, and continued to instruct the stylist with a smile on his face: "Today's effect is good, all the other sets I picked up are wrapped and put in my car, and I want them." ”

The male stylist with a demonic spirit came forward to thank him very happily, and the whole swaying posture was feminine, and Shengsheng compared the little You who was standing aside.

She looked dumbfounded at a certain incoherent and bewitching man, who had been in the same room for nearly two hours, and she really didn't notice that he still had this trait, and before she knew it, she was stunned.

The young woman secretly rubbed her mind that the woman in front of her was what she was.

It feels like a very high probability, and she is a delicate and vivid woman. There are really all kinds of people in the world.

That's right, the forest is big, and naturally there are all kinds of birds, but it seems that he is lonely and unheard.

She collected her thoughts, and suddenly realized a question, what picked the other sets?

Won't it be hers again?

Xiaoyou, who felt the big question, hurriedly leaned over and approached a certain young man, and asked in a low voice, "The other sets of clothes you said have nothing to do with me, right?"

Mu Qing glanced at the woman's nervous little appearance, but she just smiled meaningfully, and the laughing woman had a straight hair in her heart, what is the situation?

A few words suddenly appeared in big characters, crossing her swaying heart: The male god wants to be supported? And the object is himself? What is this?

It was as if a mountain had collapsed in her heart, and the little reason she had held for a long time was completely missing, staring at the handsome face of the male god that was always flawless, now, what should she do?

Xiaoyou completely lost his claim, until he was led by Mu Qing to leave the styling shop for a long time, and he was stupid and silent, and his mind was full of mush.

She really doesn't know how to deal with this sudden situation.

If she is any man, she can easily get rid of it, but he is the only one who is the obsession in her heart.

The two of them returned to the car, her eyes looking at the trunk as if they were nothing, wondering, it wouldn't really be what she thought, right?

If it's true, then you're really done. Do you want to accept his unreasonable behavior, or slap the male god back?

She can't do it, so she can only mix it cold, and take one step at a time.

Xiaoyou feels that since the relationship with the male god has changed, the situation has become confusing, and she never knows if the sun will still rise tomorrow.

She often feels that the end is coming, and she often has tens of thousands of emotions in her heart, which is about to explode her unbearable mind.

"Let's go back to your house first. Xiao You, who was waiting for the judgment of the male god, finally waited for his words, but she didn't understand the meaning of it.

So, she asked, "Go to my house?"

Mu Qing did not answer her question positively again, but only said lightly: "Something." ”

In response to such a male god, someone has signs of collapse, but he only dares to complain in his heart: You can't explain what you have to do? I really don't know what will happen when you go to my house.

She couldn't figure it out, and he obviously didn't answer her wishes, so the two drove silently all the way to the neighborhood where Xiaoyou lived.

When the man took out a few luxury brand bags from the trunk, no matter how sluggish she was, she understood what the situation was, so she simply stopped in front of a certain young man with her neck, and said in a low voice: "Mu Shao, I really can't stand this." ”

But the answer to her was only a man's soft laughter: "You want me to carry you away?"

Xiao Youqiao's face flushed, obviously this is not the case, and it is quite easy to be misunderstood by what he said. And, there were really a few passers-by who were not far away, and she hurriedly stepped aside.

The male god in front of her is the focus of her own wherever she goes, and she really isn't used to this. It seems that when you talk to them in the future, you have to pay attention to the environment.

Xiaoyou silently learned her lesson, and found that Mu Dashao was already standing at the entrance of the elevator waiting for her.

Let's go back and talk about it first, you can't discuss this kind of thing on the street.

Anyway, she can't do it, and as for the male god, she can't say how she will behave.