Chapter 698: Killed in the locker room

So he bit the milk tea straw and replied vaguely: "It's okay, just take a look." ”

Song Shijia was also on the side to help her choose, but she felt that it was all the same, as long as the style was right, with their Luo Luo's face, what they wore would definitely look good!

Yun Qiluo is not good at picking clothes, but fortunately, there is a shopping guide, and she soon brought her several sets of spring clothes for her to see.

"Miss Yun, what do you think? If I can, I'll carry you all to the locker room. ”

Yun Qiluo took a look at it and picked out three of her favorites from it.

"Hmm...... Just these three pieces, don't want the rest. ”

She's going to save a little money! Although she has made a lot of money in live broadcast now, that money is going to be used to raise big beauties and big flowers, and she still has to save some money!

The shopping guide hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll take you to the locker room now?" ”

"Good!"

Luo Luo responded softly and handed the milk tea to Song Shijia next to her.

She went in to change her clothes, and Song Shijia sat in the waiting area and waited for her.

Di Shan, on the other hand, continued to implement her strict protection plan, standing in front of the door of Yun Qiluo's locker room as before, staring at the locker room.

The other male bodyguard was inconvenient to enter, after all, it was a women's locker room, so he stood guard at the door of the store, and if there was an emergency, he could go in.

Rao came to go shopping, and they didn't let their guard down.

But no one thought that in that small locker room, something could happen.

Yun Qiluo took off her clothes, first picked out the one she thought looked the best among the three skirts, and put it on her body.

Halfway through the set, she felt as if something had pierced her neck, and it hurt a little.

Could it be that there is something on the clothes that is not done?

The thought crossed her mind, but she didn't care, she would have to wait and take it off.

She put on her off-white gauze skirt and put on her cute bunny backpack.

I took a look in front of the mirror, intending to see the effect.

Suddenly, I found that everything in front of me began to blur.

Even the self in the mirror began to ghost?

Yun Qiluo couldn't help but frown, trying to make herself stand firmer, and blinked her eyes again, still unable to make her eyes clear.

It was also accompanied by a feeling of lightheadedness, which made the whole person dizzy.

What's going on? Is she going to get sick again?

This feeling was different from the last time she fainted, and she inexplicably felt panicked from the bottom of her heart.

It's as if you will never wake up again if you fall down.

She was scared in her heart, and just wanted to call out to Dishan, but her voice couldn't come out at all, and a sharp pain of pins and needles came from her brain.

She finally didn't stand still.

The whole person fell limply on the floor of the locker room.

In the last moments before she fell unconscious, what she thought about was Yan Yan's familiar and good-looking face.

With the last of his strength, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on Yan Yan's number to call for help, but he hadn't dialed it out yet.

As soon as it was dark, the whole person completely lost consciousness.

A pair of clean and bright eyes finally couldn't support it anymore and slowly closed.

There was only one last thought left in my head:

Big Beauty......

Help me.

At this moment, Di Shan waited outside the door for a while, and saw the shopping guide who had been waiting at the door of the locker room, and suddenly there was a little anxiety between his eyebrows.

After a moment's hesitation, he spoke softly inside:

"Miss Yun, that ...... I'm sorry, I've got to go to the bathroom first, you change slowly, if you like it, just put it first, I'll be back right away. ”

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Chapter 698: Killed in the locker room