The mall has three floors, each of which covers a wide area and is home to countless shops, large and small.

The mall is very lively, and even on weekday afternoons, there are quite a few people shopping inside.

At this time, on the first floor, whether it was the couples who were snuggling up to each other, or the staff at the entrance of each store, they all set their eyes on a man and a woman who came out of the revolving elevator door.

Of course, the key is the girl who is as dazzling as a jewel, and the river bridge next to Sylvie is automatically ignored.

The most conspicuous is of course the long red hair braided into a fishtail braid.

In addition, her well-proportioned figure, delicate light princess dress, and her face that is so perfect that it seems to be favored by the god of beauty, all look out of the ordinary.

Especially those eyes that smile like crescent moon and hide light, anyone will be attracted by her pure eyes.

A European princess who appears in modern society, anyone will look twice.

"Jiangqiao." Sylvi tugged at the corner of Jiang Qiao's clothes and whispered.

Sylvie was a little uncomfortable with the gazes cast at her, and moved closer to the river bridge.

"It's okay, let's go, I'll take you directly to try on clothes." Jiang Qiao took Silvie's small hand, didn't care about the gazes of passers-by, and walked directly towards the clothing area on the third floor.

Sylvi was pulled by him like this, and her little face turned red when she rubbed it, and she subconsciously wanted to break away.

It should be normal for friends to do this, right? Sylvi thought about it again and again, and finally obediently let Jiang Qiao pull it.

Along the way, Sylvie kept her head down, her heart beating violently, and she didn't have any other thoughts on anything else.

There was only one thought swirling in her mind: it was normal for the hand to be between friends, and it was normal for the hand to be between friends......

......

Jiang Qiao walked Sylvie through one luxury clothing store after another, although the shopping guides took great pains to praise Sylvie's beauty and recommend suitable clothes.

But Jiang Qiao won't take a second look, he knows that he is not the target user of luxury goods.

Walking to an affordable clothing brand store, Jiang Qiao walked in with Sylvie.

Maybe it's because the location of the store is too remote, and it's not the best time for shopping, and there is no one in the store.

In addition to the shopping guide who sits at the counter and rests with his legs.

"Hello, may I ask ......"

Maybe it was noticing that someone was coming, and the shopping guide habitually spoke, then raised his head and prepared to get up.

In front of me are a pair of young men and women who look like high school students.

The girl has long burgundy hair and outstanding appearance, especially the bright yellow princess dress on her body, which looks like a medieval court style, which is rare now.

Foreigner...... The shopping guide thought silently, it is really rare to be such a beautiful foreigner.

Also, the skirt on her body...... The workmanship and style don't look like ordinary clothes.

The clothes that pass through her hands every day are not hundreds, but dozens. After working as a clothing shopping guide for so many years, she can see the high-quality clothes at a glance.

This dress must have been made by a well-known designer. She was sure of it.

In the next second, she showed a standard smile and said softly: "The store is fully dressed and has a lot of discounts, just look at the two of you, and call me if you need help." ”

Jiang Qiao nodded, politely said thank you, and walked towards the women's clothing area with Sylvie.

Sylvie looked curiously at the variety of women's clothing in the store, dazzled.

"Jiang Qiao, is this the costume of your world, so special." Sylvie pinched the sleeve of a shirt next to her.

It's supple and comfortable, and it's depicted with a variety of patterns.

"This is just a shirt worn on the inside, and you have to wear a sweater and cotton clothes outside, otherwise it is easy to catch a cold." Jiang Qiao led her to the place where the sweater and cotton clothes were placed.

"Uh-oh." Sylvie didn't seem to understand, and just nodded.

"Hmm......" Jiang Qiao scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "But I don't know what size you wear, it's a waste of time to try on shirts one by one." ”

The shopping guide not far away saw the dilemma of the two, so he immediately stepped forward: "Is there anything you need my help with?" ”

Jiang Qiao said that there was a problem, and the shopping guide listened with a smile throughout the whole process, and then looked at Sylvie from top to bottom very seriously.

After that, she rushed into the pile of clothes.

Just a dozen seconds later, she walked out with a pile of clothes and arrived in front of Sylvie.

"This little beauty, please come with me, there is a fitting room over there." The shopping guide smiled, perhaps afraid that Sylvie wouldn't understand, and pointed to a door at the back of the store.

Sylvi looked at the pile of beautiful clothes, and then at Jiang Qiao.

"It's okay, you go, I'll wait for you here." Jiang Qiao said with a smile.

She nodded and followed the shopping guide to the fitting room inside.

Jiang Qiao also followed, sitting on a stool outside the fitting room. Sylvie entered the room with her clothes in her arms, while the shopping guide waited outside.

While waiting, Jiang Qiao felt a little bored, so he played with his mobile phone. He could feel that the shopping guide was targeting him intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted to see through his identity and background.

After a few moments, the door to the fitting room opened.

Sylvie slowly walked out of it, sorting out the folds on her clothes while carefully meeting Shangjiangqiao's eyes.

A white shirt, a brown-gray V-neck sweater, plus a red and white plaid woolen jacket, and a plain white towel pants underneath.

Even the shoe guide helped to prepare, it was a pair of small leather shoes.

Simple, generous, gentle...... This is the first term that pops up in Jiang Qiao's mind.

"What's wrong, isn't it appropriate?" Sylvie stared at Jiang Qiao and whispered.

"No ......" Jiang Qiao came back to his senses and quickly shook his head: "It's good-looking, it's very suitable for you." ”

He used two 'very' in a row.

When Sylvie heard this, she smiled sheepishly and brushed the hair around her ears.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qiao was almost stunned.

The shopping guide on the side was also sighing: "This little sister is really rare and beautiful, well, she is even more beautiful after changing into the clothes in our store." ”

"Thank you." In the face of the praise of the shopping guide, Sylvie responded politely.

"Chinese is also very standard." The shopping guide continued to admire.

"Do you like it?" Ebashi looked at Sylvie with a smile.

The latter nodded slightly, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Okay, let's buy this one, how much does it cost?" Jiang Qiao waved his hand.

The smile on the shopping guide's face became brighter and brighter: "Plus the shoes are a total of 1,588, give you a change, 1,500 yuan." ”

Jiang Qiao's expression froze, but he only stopped for less than a second, then nodded and said, "Scan the code." ”

The shopping guide brought the QR code, and Jiang Qiao was just about to take out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay, but he was stopped by Sylvie.

She twisted her toes, frowned, and said, "Jiang Qiao, these shoes don't seem to fit very well, they stuck my toes." ”

"Shall we change a pair, then?"

Sylvie shook her head, "No, I prefer my original shoes." ”

The shopping guide was stunned for a moment, and then regained his professional smile: "In this case, then it will be eight hundred and eighty-eight, and I will wipe you a fraction ......of it" She gritted her teeth and said the price: "Eight hundred yuan." ”

And what Jiang Qiao cares about is that a pair of shoes costs 700 yuan?!

......

After paying the money, Ehashi left the store with Sylvie.

Sylvi hummed a song, holding the corner of Jiang Qiao's clothes in one hand and the paper bag containing her dress in the other.