Chapter 3: He Must Be Brother Mu
Looking at the Parkson Building a few hundred meters in front of her, she smiled confidently.
I walked into the building proudly, looked at the guide sign and went directly to the third floor, which is full of girl series.
Sure enough, Ling Yi was not disappointed one by one, and the girl's clothes of various styles and styles were dazzling to watch.
She walked into a store, and the shopping guide glanced at her disdainfully and went directly to receive other customers.
She opened the lockbox, pointed to a row of pink skirts, and said to a shopping guide, "Bring these styles, I want to try them on!" ”
It's the first time I've seen a shopping guide with a box of money to buy clothes!
Desperately hiding the disdain in his heart, he nodded and agreed with a smile on his face, and quickly brought the skirt and said, "You try it on first, and I'll get you the rest of the styles." ”
Ling Yi closed the lockbox a little bit and walked to the fitting room, the shopping guide immediately picked up the skirt with a look and sent it to the fitting room, Ling Yi waved his hand one by one and said, "Go out!" ”
The shopping guide immediately nodded respectfully, and immediately pulled down his face when he quit, and scolded in a low voice: "What are you lame?" Dirty! ”
"You're back!" In the fitting room, Ling said sharply one by one.
The shopping guide immediately shrank his momentum, put on a smiling face, walked back to the door of the fitting room and asked, "Is there anything you need?" ”
"Not anymore! Let's go! Ling's indifferent tone made the shopping guide's expression simply wonderful!
She didn't dare to scold anymore, and suppressed her violent emotions to take the rest of the styles.
Ling Yiyi bought seven dresses at this store, spending a total of 23,000 yuan.
Carrying a bag, how can you go shopping! It's better to let them deliver.
She said to the shopping guide: "Send it to my residence, leave a number, and give you the address in an hour." ”
Now that girls are involved in a lot of social activities, it is not enough to buy skirts, she has bought casual clothes and pants.
Oh, and bags and shoes.
An hour later, Ling Yi felt that these clothes were almost enough, so let's do it first!
Leaving the mall, I went to the World Hotel not far away.
Call the store from the room landline and leave the address to inform them of the delivery.
Half an hour later, all the clothes arrived.
Ling Yi walked around for a long time and sweated a little, go to the bathroom to take a bath!
In the mist, Ling looked at himself in the mirror one by one in this life, his figure was slender and immature, his skin was fair and bright, his cheeks were slightly ruddy, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were black and white, his small face was full and three-dimensional, his little nose was straight, his lips were pink, and he pouted slightly.
Although he is a little less domineering, Ling Yiyi is quite satisfied.
This long hair is what she likes the most, black and shiny, smooth to the touch.
Change into the dress you just bought and go out to dinner. The hall is full of people, and the return rate is high! If there is Brother Mu among these people, how can you know him?
Just as he was thinking, a group of people walked in the distance, a handsome boy about twenty years old, surrounded by seven or eight tall men.
The boy wears a stylish and crisp black suit with short bangs on his forehead. I'm sorry, but Ling Yi has no idea about big-name clothing, so he will look good or not.
With the boy's pace, the bangs of the three or seven points trembled slightly, revealing a smooth and full forehead more or less.
The boy also had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, with a hint of green melancholy in his starry eyes. The apple muscles of the cheeks are childish if they are more, and stiff and old if they are less. The bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips are slightly closed.
The boy walked slowly with a reserved expression, and Ling looked a little stupid at first glance, and he had a thought in his heart, teasing him!
Ling adjusted his walking posture one by one without showing a trace, his chest was raised a little more, his chin was retracted a little, his expression was reserved, and his eyes became soft as if they were a pool of spring water.