The two of them left the cinema together, it was already early on outside, and after asking Luo Xiaoqian's opinion, Leng Zimo took her to Quanjude to eat roast duck.

After eating, it was only eight o'clock.

"There's still time, where do you want to go? Lufthansa, Wangfujing or Guomao ......"

I've watched the movie, I've eaten the meal, and the next item should be shopping!

"Wangfujing!"

Leng Zimo parked the car in the parking lot of Dongfang Xintiandi, and the two went to the mall together, and after only a while, Luo Xiaoqian began to lose interest.

It's not that things are bad, it's just that the price is too expensive.

Anything is often four or five figures, which is really not something her consumption level can afford.

Now in addition to his gold card and his two million in his bank card, the money that really belongs to her is only a few hundred yuan.

"I can buy it for you."

Seeing her thoughts, Leng Zimo pulled her aside and whispered.

Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, "Then what's the matter, it's something I'm going to give you, how can you pay for it?" ”

"Send me?"

"That's right!" Luo Xiaoqian looked at him with a smile, "Come and don't be rude, you invite me to dinner, watch a movie and close me for flowers, of course I have to show something!" ”

Looking at her smiling face, he groaned slightly.

"Since it's a gift for me, can I do whatever I want?"

"Of course!" Luo Xiaoqian didn't forget to add a sentence while agreeing, "The premise is that it is within my payment range." ”

"It's definitely within your payout!"

Leng Zimo grabbed her palm, strode her away from Dongfang Xintiandi, and came to the basement floor of the Xindong'an shopping mall not far away, in a store with a wooden plaque of "not sticking to it".

This is a place that specializes in traditional handicrafts such as clay figurines and clay sculptures, and the shelves are full of colorful goods, ranging from the small ones the size of a finger to the large ones that are more than one person tall.

There were not many customers in the store, and an old man was sitting on a chair pinching a clay figurine, and when he saw them come in, he didn't greet them very much.

Leng Zimo looked around, and his eyes stopped on the clay figure doll in the craftsman's hand.

"That's what I want!"

Luo Xiaoqian still knew for the first time that there was such a place in Wangfujing, and she was also curious to look east and west, with a fresh face, and when she heard him speak, she turned her face and saw that the clay figure in the hands of the old craftsman was about to take shape.

It was a fat female doll wearing a Tang costume, combing two small buns, and her face had not yet been painted, but just looking at it like that, there must be a very bright smile.

"Uncle, how much is this?" Luo Xiaoqian immediately asked the price.

“60！” The old man blew lightly on the paint and quoted the price.

"Okay, then I want it!" Luo Xiaoqian's heart immediately fell back to its original place, and 60 yuan was still difficult for her.

She took the bag and paid for it, but Leng Zimo didn't rob her, so she said to the old man, "Can I color it myself?" ”

The old man, who had not raised his eyelids, raised his eyes to look at him, and immediately sent the clay figure over.

Leng Zimo sat down on the chair, pinched the brush, glanced at Luo Xiaoqian, who was curious to look at the side, dipped the paint with the pen, and sketched it.

With three strokes and two strokes, he drew a baby face with a very bright smile, and that expression was similar to Luo Xiaoqian.

The old man on the side had some bright color in his eyes, "Look like this, is it an expert?" ”

"Draw whatever you want."

Leng Zimo turned the clay figure over and pinched Luo Xiaoqian's palm.