Chapter 57: Do Women Go Out Like This?

"Otherwise, when I buy clothes, you will choose them together, and I will pay the bill when the time comes, so it's okay!" Yang Mo didn't know what she wanted, so she simply sent the clothes, and then sent the clothes in the future, just like that, you come to buy, I'll pay, see who still throws away the gifts I gave, saying that my clothes are poor!

Krystal readily agreed to Yang Mo's proposal, she actually wanted more the pleasure of talking to Yang Mo, as for gifts or something...... Let's do it!

The car drove past Yang Mo's house and continued to Krystal's house, stopping in front of her house not long after. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infokrystal took off his seat belt and looked at Yang Mo, and said with a smile: "Thank you for sending me back, tomorrow morning at five o'clock, don't forget to call me!"

Krystal squinted his eyes slightly as he smiled, and made a phone call gesture with his right hand in his ear.

Yang Mo smiled and said, "I won't forget you, if you don't get up at that time, I will keep calling you." ā€

Krystal grinned, "Hee-hee, it's up to you then." ā€

"Goodbye!" Yang Mo waved goodbye.

"Goodbye!"

Yang Mo turned the car around and returned home, Xiao Hei looked pitiful, Yang Mo touched its head and said, "Xiao Hei, I'm sorry, I'll cook for you right away, how about doubling the amount of meat tonight?"

"Wow!"

"It seems that you like it very much," Yang Mo walked into the house with Xiao Hei: "Did you go swimming in the lake behind you again today?"

"Wang. ā€

"No, oh, yes, I closed the door, you can't get out. ā€

"Hmm~"

"Still aggrieved, I eat and drink for you every day, you see whose dog is as happy as you!"

One person and one dog walked into the house, Xiao Hei rubbed his feet on the carpet outside, and then followed Yang Mo into the kitchen, where he ate every time. Yang Mo put the dinner in front of Xiao Hei, and then squatted to the side and watched it eat sweetly.

Time was silent, Xiao Hei squatted on the side to watch Yang Mo wash the dishes after eating, and then squatted on the side to watch Yang Mo process the documents. It was already eleven o'clock after Yang Mo processed the documents from the company, Xiao Hei was still looking at him, Yang Mo smiled slightly, touched its head and said, "Go back to sleep." ā€

Xiao Hei glanced back at Yang Mo after he walked out, and saw Yang Mo waving at it, so he walked to his hut and lay down. Yang Mo came to the third floor, took a quick shower, opened his mobile phone and looked at it, no one sent a message, his mobile phone was almost an ornament.

Yang Mo has been sleeping very steadily since he was a child, and he only trains with Krystal until ten o'clock, because he still has to buy clothes, and he doesn't know what time Girls' Generation will come in the afternoon, so he will do things quickly.

"Xiujing, let's go out as soon as we take a shower. Yang Mo stopped his movements and said.

Krystal nodded, walked into the bathroom to take a shower, she would always keep a set of clothes at Yang Mo's house, and she could change after taking a shower. The two of them took a shower quickly, and when Krystal was drying his hair, Yang Mo was already sorting out his clothes and wallet, and when he walked downstairs, Krystal just walked out of the bathroom.

Yang Mo and Krystal said a word and walked downstairs to pick up the car, Krystal looked around, made sure it was ready, followed downstairs, and walked in the passenger seat.

"Yang Mo, go to my house first. Krystal said, straightening her hair.

Yang Mo was puzzled: "What are you doing at your house?"

Krystal glanced at him: "How can I go out with this image, completely without makeup, this dress is still a casual home clothes, so I have to put on makeup, change clothes, bring accessories, and choose bags when I go back, and my skin has not been maintained." ā€

"I knew I wasn't training today. Yang Mo whispered.

Krystal ignored him, and as soon as the car stopped, she opened the door and entered the house, Zheng's father and Zheng's mother were not there, Jessica slept in the dormitory last night, and the two of them were at home. Krystal entered the house directly, and Yang Mo followed.

"Bang. ā€

Yang Mo faced the door panel that was only one millimeter away from his nose, and couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat, and he almost couldn't get out. He glared at Krystal through the door panel, and just raised his hand to knock on the door, Krystal's voice came from inside: "You are waiting outside, you are not allowed to come in!"

Yang Mo heard the sound of the door being locked, and the words came to his mouth and were forcibly swallowed by him, this time he swallowed too hard, and as a result, he choked and coughed for a while before relieving himself. Yang Mo put down his hand curtly, how can the girl's boudoir be so easy to enter, maybe there are some unsightly things in it, such as.

Yang Mo walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, anxiously waiting, the time pointed to eleven o'clock, he had been waiting for forty minutes, and then looked at the room, there was no movement at all.

Yang Mo finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted at the door: "Zheng Xiujing, what are you doing, why are you so slow!"

"Wait a little longer, I'm putting on makeup," the voice sounded sweet and comfortable, but the next sentence turned into impatience: "You asked me out, but now I'm impatient to wait for so long!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Yang Mo decisively admitted defeat, thought about it and asked, "How long will it take?"

"What, don't you want to go?"

Yang Mo heard the danger in this sentence, he was like standing on a volcanic crater that was about to erupt, once it erupted, he couldn't run, and now he could only pray that the other party wouldn't explode.

"I mean, I'm pretty good at makeup, otherwise I'll help you, after all, it's my honor to help you put on makeup!" Regardless of whether krystal can see it or not, Yang Mo kept smiling.

He waited for a while, only to hear a noise in the room, the door creaked open, and sure enough, the smile was useful: "Do you want me to help?"

"Will you?"

The distrust in Krystal's eyes made Yang Mo very unhappy, he had learned, and then got up and said, "I have learned, I promise to satisfy you!"

Krystal gave him a suspicious look and agreed with him, "Come in." ā€

Yang Mo walked into the house with a smile on his face, and just walked to the door to get in, when suddenly Krystal crossed his hand: "You are not allowed to look indiscriminately after entering, otherwise you will not be allowed to come to me in the future." ā€

Yang Mo nodded and said, "I promise not to look around, it's enough to look at you!"

Yang Mo's words made Krystal a little shy, and he hammered him with his fist and said, "You will talk nonsense, have you deceived a lot of girls with this kind of talk!"

"Who can I fool? ā€

"Come in. Krystal stepped aside and let Yang Mo walk into the room and come to the dressing table.

Yang Mo's head did not deflect in the slightest, his eyes quickly turned from left to right, the situation in the house was clear at a glance, there were more pink, the clean and tidy bed, the sheets and quilts looked like they had just been folded, and something was stuffed in them, Yang Mo made up for it, forget it, there was nothing to think about.

There are neat books stacked on the shelves, and I can't see the specific situation, but one or two are randomly placed on top of other books, and there is a computer on the table, which is a little scattered next to it, and there are a lot of things on the dressing table. As for other things, like a doll, like something pink girly, Yang Mo directly ignored it.

The head didn't turn but the body turned, Yang Mo saw the situation inside at a glance, Krystal, who didn't know the situation, was still a little disappointed, looked up, and saw Yang Mo's two eyeballs rolling in the sockets, and immediately understood Yang Mo's intentions.

"Ahh

"No, I didn't turn my head. Yang Mo looked innocent.

His eyes rolled. ā€

Yang Mo smiled awkwardly: "Ah, you saw it, I'm sorry, I won't look at it again!"

"Humph!" Krystal snorted coldly, sat down in his chair and said, "Help me put on my makeup." ā€

"Okay!" Yang Mo looked at the cosmetics on the table, then squatted in front of her and helped her put on a light makeup, which looked like she was without makeup, natural and beautiful. Krystal looked at himself in the mirror and praised: "I didn't expect your makeup skills to be so good, you can't see any traces!"

Yang Mo smiled and said, "Of course." Can I go now?"

"I still need to change my clothes, you can go out and wait for a while. ā€

Yang Mo nodded and walked out of the door, closed the door with his hand, sat on the sofa and waited for a few minutes, the door opened, Yang Mo looked at Krystal standing in front of the door in surprise: "So fast? I heard that girls have to change their clothes for a long time, I am ready, I didn't expect you to be so fast!"

Krystal said lightly: "It's not okay yet, I'm just asking you to help me see how this outfit is." ā€

"How about the clothes?" Yang Mo looked at the clothes she was wearing, you asked me to see how the clothes were, what do you think? In Yang Mo's eyes, there are only two kinds of clothes, good and strange, and the dozen or dozens of classifications with other people are not on the same horizontal line.

Obviously, the classification of this suit is okay, Yang Mo gave a thumbs up and said, "Very beautiful, I believe in your vision!"

Listening to Yang Mo's words, Krystal rolled her eyes, she suddenly remembered that Yang Mo's clothes were not good-looking, and asking him was tantamount to asking in vain, slamming the door shut, and continuing to choose clothes.

Afterwards.

"Yang Mo, what do you think of these earrings?" Krystal said with an earring ring in his ear.

"You have long hair over your ears, and you wear earrings. ā€

A roll of the eyes.

"Yang Mo, what do you think of this bag?" Krystal posed with a lady's bag leaning against the door frame.

"Actually, I love backpacks. ā€

With a roll of eyes, Yang Mo said innocent, he really likes backpacks.

Yang Mo ...... Forget it, I won't ask you. ā€

A roll of the eyes, plus a sound of the door closing.

At eleven forty, Yang Mo sat in the car and breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't wait for three hours, he looked at the well-dressed krystal beside him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, it was still a bit interesting to spend time investing in this matter.