Chapter 7: Miss Everybody (7)
Mo Xi ignored his meaning, and seriously touched each piece of clothing.
This little guy has a very tight mouth, but he can't help it.
The phone screen lit up, and his fingertips slid to Xie Qianzhi's name.
Let a receptionist stay here, take care of Moxi, Shangguan Tian answered the phone and walked out.
Mo Xi picks out clothes quickly, and basically knows whether Zhong likes it or not when he touches it, but in more than an hour, all the clothes on the six shelves have been looked through, and only five pieces are picked out if he is satisfied.
When the receptionist saw the clothes in her hand, she was really stunned, and couldn't help but say more.
"You don't like the top one?" She looked at Mo Xi and picked it, and she had already admired her perception ability, and now all the ones she took were the best in the out-of-print, but what puzzled her was that Mo Xi didn't pick out the boss's most proud work.
"The one you said was the most prominently displayed?" Mo Xi frowned slightly, "That one is very beautiful, the needlework is very dense, but it is too dense, and the inside must be comfortably designed, the whole dress is too thick, that kind of embroidery is not suitable for that design, and the fabric is not light and tough enough under the design of the clothes." ”
The receptionist was dumbfounded: "...... "You can touch so many things with such a pair of hands?"
The hairball was also shocked, and rolled on the host's hands, not finding the slightest difference from ordinary people, and even more impressed by the host's hand.
It turns out that its host is so powerful!
It feels great!
Mo Xi didn't notice the excitement of this person at all, and asked suspiciously: "Isn't there a design drawing, take me to see it." ”
The receptionist immediately responded, more attentively than before, settled Moxi on the sofa in front of the fitting room, picked up the clothes she had just chosen, and left.
[Mission Release: Please wear Admiral Yan Susu to go down.] 】
???
"Who is Yan Susu?"
[Miss Yan Jia, recognized as the first beauty in Yandu, is now trying on clothes in the fitting room. The hairball makes a cheerful sound.
...... "If people don't recruit you, they don't mess with you, so why don't you have to get along with people."
Mo Xi felt depressed in his heart, and he didn't like this kind of boring comparison very much.
"Wow......" came with an exclamation, drawing everyone's attention.
Mo Xi didn't move, and even if she did, she was still blind.
But I heard what was said clearly.
"Susu, you are so beautiful!"
"Sister Yan, at this banquet, you will definitely be able to dominate the crowd!"
"That is, when the time comes, Prince Xie will definitely remember you at a glance!"
A lot of compliments mixed with a lot of admiration, obviously Yan Susu's dress is very eye-catching.
[I didn't expect this woman to actually target the male god! ] 】
Furball let out indignant.
"Angry what?" Mo Xi stood up.
The hairball was stunned for a moment, observing Moxi's expression, [The host is not angry? The male god was supposed to be the host! 】
Mo Xi narrowed his eyes and walked to the hanger.
"Xie Qianzhi is his own person, how can he be divided into whom."
The furball was dumb and pouted aggrievedly.
Mo Xi picked up a white dress and walked to the fitting room, just in time to enter the room next door where Yan Susu had just tried on clothes.
When the fitting room opened again, the whole room suddenly fell silent, setting off Yan Susu's voice extremely loud.
The guests who had been attracted by Yan Susu all focused their eyes on Mo Xi.
The light of the fitting room is on the top, the girl is wearing a simple and generous white dress, backlit out of the white fan with decoration in her hand, floating out of the dust, the noble and quiet temperament is so natural to attract everyone to be unable to move for a long time, the white cloth tied on the face does not move for half a minute, and the back is elegantly extended, and the beautiful eyes covered attract infinite reverie, and it is a perfect display of the compassion of Mo Xi's whole person who does not eat fireworks in the world.