Chapter 193: Can I Invite You to a Dance? (2)

"Then this one."

Su Wansheng entered the fitting room again and took off her clothes.

When he came out, Song Zhiyue also picked one, which was a black gauze skirt.

She smiled lightly: "Are you going to be black and white with me?" ”

Song Zhiyue looked in the mirror and looked again: "What's wrong, so that it can show that we have a deep sisterhood, and don't you think that at the ball, black will be very mysterious?" ”

"Seems to be."

Song Zhiyue gave the skirt to the clerk: "Just this one, you don't need to test the size, it happens to be mine." ”

Xu Xiangsi walked around the store, and when he heard Song Zhiyue's words, he turned to look at them, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Have you both picked out?" ”

Song Zhiyue nodded: "Okay, what about you?" ”

Xu Xiangsi casually pointed to one piece: "That's it." ”

The skirt she will wear at tomorrow's ball, she has already prepared it, and today she asked Su Wansheng and Song Zhiyue to come out to buy a dress, just to see what Su Wansheng is wearing tomorrow night.

Seeing the dress Su Wansheng picked out just now, she was almost certain in her heart that she would definitely amaze the audience tomorrow night.

After that, Xu Xiangsi bought a lot of things, from clothes to bags to lipsticks, and bought a lot of them.

Su Wansheng and Song Zhiyue didn't buy anything except the skirts they wore on the day of the ball.

After strolling until nine o'clock, Su Wansheng sent Song Zhiyue home, and then returned to Jinyuan Huafu.

As soon as she stepped into the living room, she heard Lu Zhenming's voice talking on the phone.

"Don't worry, I'll go with her, I didn't perfunctory you...... You can take care of your body with peace of mind and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible......"

Su Wansheng heard from his words that this call should have been made by Chang Minyun.

Chang Minyun was probably afraid that he wouldn't accompany him to the dance tomorrow, so he called him and told him repeatedly.

Wang Ma gave Lu Zhenming tea and put it on the table, and walked to her at the entrance: "Madam, you are back." ”

Lu Zhenming also looked at it, the mobile phone was still in his ear, the heating was turned on in the living room, he was only wearing a white shirt, and his short black jade hair had a strand on his forehead, casual and casual.

Su Wansheng had a feeling of eavesdropping on being caught, she smoothed her hair embarrassedly, handed the things she bought to Wang's mother, changed her shoes and walked over, and took a glass of water with a water cup.

Lu Zhenming said "You rest early" and hung up the phone, slowly took the phone off his ear, and looked at her who was bowing her head and drinking water: "Have you bought a dress?" ”

"Bought it." After speaking, Su Wansheng was stunned, how did he know what he was doing?

Then, she thought about it, it should have been Chang Minyun who told him.

She bit the water glass shallowly, brewed in her heart, walked over slowly, and said in a low voice, "Can I ask you for a favor?" ”

A text message came in, and Lu Zhenming was about to go in when he heard Su Wansheng come to say this.

His fingertips paused, and his expression was in a trance for a while, before he slowly raised his head, staring at Su Wansheng's white and delicate little face, and two words overflowed from his thin lips: "You say." ”

Since she said she was going to give up on herself five years ago, the two have crossed paths less.

Five years later, this was the first time she took the initiative to ask him for help, so Lu Zhenming didn't react for a while.

"Tomorrow's ball, can you call the dust as well?" Su Wansheng said softly.

Lu Zhenming pursed his lips, his fingertips left the phone screen, and a deep and indistinguishable emotion surged in his eyes.