Sure enough, when girls go shopping, they just change their appearance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Meng Qingqing was like he had been hungry for more than ten days, and pounced on those clothes.

"Didn't you say that the clothes here are not worn by people?" Meng Ping leaned into Qingqing's ear and quipped.

"Wangwang" Qingqing screamed a few times indifferently, satisfying his brother's bad taste.

"This one looks good, and this one looks good." Qingqing was holding two pieces of clothing and tangled.

"Brother, do you think these two pieces look better?" Qingqing said viciously. "It's all good-looking!"

"Forehead ......"

Meng Ping held back that sentence.

After careful observation, aren't these two clothes the same?

After struggling for a while, he pointed to one of them and said, "This one is beautiful." ”

Qingqing nodded, decisively picked up the other one, and walked to the locker room.

"Wait, I mean this." Meng Ping hurriedly lifted the dress he had chosen and said to his sister.

"I know, brother, I've always believed in your vision," Qingqing said with a roll of his eyes.

"You can pick the worst one out of a pile of clothes every time."

"Poof." The two little girls next to them who were shopping for clothes couldn't help but laugh. One of the little girls walked over and pointed out the location of the locker room to Qingqing.

Their clothes are very expensive, so they are usually free.

Of course, there are also brothers and sisters like this pair of brothers and sisters, who have saved up money for a long time and come here to luxury. Those old clerks didn't like to entertain them, and they all let novices come, but the little girl was still very happy, looking at Meng Ping's handsome face, after all, she was a handsome guest.

The genes of the Meng family are actually really good, so the ancestors can be traced back to King Wen of Zhou.

Qingqing changed his clothes, and the whole person was like a carved jade, glowing.

"I want this one." Qingqing quickly integrated into the role of the local tyrant's sister, and picked up another one and walked into the locker room.

"This ...... This one costs 5,000 yuan. The little girl was a little embarrassed, she felt that Qingqing didn't look at the price, if it was a couple to buy, the man might just endure it and buy it. But seeing the similarity of the two of them, and the title of brother and sister, I naturally understand that this is a brother and sister, and the brother and sister should not be so generous......

"Let's wait"

As she expected, the handsome boy thought about it and said, it looks like he is going to work in vain again today, Xiaomei sighed and thought.

Meng Ping observed the two clothes again, and still felt that the one he liked was good-looking, so he simply bought them.

"Take all the clothes my sister just saw, according to this model, one for each one." Meng Ping gave full play to the character of the big money and shouted loudly.

The little girl was shocked, and the colleagues behind her were also shocked, this young man in sportswear was actually a hidden local tyrant.

Several veteran shopping guides all came around and introduced the clothes, and of course, there were also a few young girls who introduced themselves.

The little girl who was squeezed outside silently sorted out the clothes that Meng Ping wanted. A colleague with a good relationship next to him did not squeeze in, but stood back helplessly, and said indignantly:

"Xiaomei, you can't be too honest, this was originally your guest, this was not snatched by others."

"Forget it," Xiaomei helplessly looked at Meng Ping, who was surrounded by the crowd.

"Alas, you, if you don't fight for it, where will the commission come from, this is a big customer." The colleague looked at the pile of bags in front of Xiaomei and said helplessly.

As soon as Qingqing changed her clothes and came out, she found that her stupid brother was gone.

Looking at his brother who was surrounded by a group of people and was asking for help from him, and then looking at the pile of bags in front of Xiaomei, Xueba's little brain accurately calculated, and immediately understood what was going on.

Thinking of his brother's complaining eyes when he rescued him from Xu Qiao in the morning, Qingqing immediately walked to Xiaomei's side to look at the clothes he bought, completely ignoring Meng Ping's plea for help.

Meng Ping is very embarrassed now, when he was almost kidnapped by a group of young and beautiful girls in the morning, he can still be regarded as a peach blossom lucky, but at present, all the people surrounding him are some half-aged. What's going on in this store, how can anyone who sells clothes use these aunts to sell them, middle-aged and elderly brands?

Qingqing, help.

Qingqing received a call from her mother in the morning, saying that her brother had made a fortune, and she was still a little suspicious, but when she saw the transfer text message on her brother's mobile phone, her sophisticated brain had already calculated what to buy to help her brother spend money.

Looking at a large pile of clothes, Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, and decided to rescue his brother to pay the bill, and temporarily forgive his brother for rolling his eyes when he saved him in the morning.

"We just need her to introduce us alone." Qingqing grabbed Xiaomei and said to the aunts.

Watching his sister blast away the group of aunts around her like a strong goddess, Meng Ping shivered again, and silently decided not to make Qingqing angry again.

In fact, Meng Ping is still a little misunderstood, the veterans of the shopping guide here, the makeup is a little old-fashioned, and the mouth is sweeter, so as to bring out the beauty of these ladies and ladies, otherwise you go to buy clothes, and there are a bunch of clothes sellers next to you who are more beautiful than you, who still wants to buy things. So these aunts are actually about thirty years old. Of course, there are also young girls like Xiaomei here, otherwise the men won't be able to stay when they come in.

The weather is very hot, although the air conditioner in the store has been working hard, but Meng Ping, who has just been besieged by a group of aunts, is still sweating and looking very embarrassed.

"You're really hidden." A girl walked up to Xiaomei's ear and said softly.

Xiaomei gritted her teeth, hugged the list, remembered the words of her colleague just now, plucked up her courage, and said to Meng Ping:

"Sir, would you like to take a look at the men's clothing in our store, it's on the right."

Meng Ping nodded, it just so happened that Qingqing was also there, so he could ask his sister to help buy it.

Qingqing also put down the clothes in his hand, and picked them up for his brother and sister very lovingly.

"I think this one suits this gentleman's temperament very well, you can try it on." Xiaomei also took a few clothes and introduced them.

The generous cut outlines the newly exercised waist muscle curve, the fine black hair reveals a pair of black eyes that reveal the meaning of wireless, and the heroic and tall Meng Ping has just walked out of the dressing room.

Seeing his sister, Xiaomei and a few shopping guides on the side looked at him in a daze, Meng Ping scratched his hair suspiciously, he just seemed to hear the sound of several girls swallowing saliva.

Meng Ping's action directly woke the girls up from their fantasies.

Qingqing said angrily: "Brother, when you put on new clothes in the future, move less, talk less, remember." ”

“…… Oh. ”

"A total of 125,000 yuan, welcome to visit next time." Xiaomei's mouth couldn't close.

If you sell so many clothes, you can get at least 2,000 yuan in commissions. She looked at the expressions of the Meng family brothers and sisters becoming more and more kind, and helped them get membership cards when they left.

Qingqing was very satisfied with a large pile of clothes, and the whole person was like a moving Christmas tree.

Meng Ping looked worriedly,

"Sister, don't you really need me to help you get some?"

"No," Qingqing looked back with disdain: "Just order something, give me both of your bags, and it's not ......"

"Bang dang." With a bang, Qingqing was pretended to be crooked, but fortunately, Meng Ping supported her in time.

"Which bastard hit me!" Qing Qing was furious, and was about to scold, when he looked back, he was stunned, and said to the man, "It's you?" ”

Meng Ping was also stunned: "It's you?" ”