As soon as he entered the door, Xiaoman looked into the basket
Nothing, it's her hobby for many years
Regardless of whether or not she bought it in the end, every time she saw piles of discounted clothes in those shopping malls, she would take a few glances and look at them.
Xiaoman was about to bend down and take a closer look. But he was hugged by Qin Feng next to him: "You can see such clothes?"
"Curious," Xiaoman explained
"Why do you become curious when you see a bargain?" Qin Feng said in confusion: "Did your parents deduct you food and wear since childhood, so that you can make your mind full of beads at such a young age?"
"My parents died long ago, so I am not like you. I have to be full of abacus beads to survive." Xiaoman hummed.
"Now, you have me, throw all the abacus beads in your mind on the street." Qin Feng hugged Xiaoman tightly and said
Xiaoman was planning to push Qin Feng away and told him that he was an independent woman and did not need a man to raise him.
But the shopkeeper who was greeted was robbed and said, "Uncle, grandma, come in and see, it's okay inside."
Qin Feng didn't say anything, hugged Xiaoman and went inside
Although the things in the store are better than those on sale outside, they are all inferior products
Qin Feng took a few casual glances, took out a robe, compared it to Xiaoman, and said, "This one!"
Looking at the clothes, Xiaoman was stunned!
You know, that dress is two sizes bigger than her figure, and she is so ugly that she is so ugly when she wears it
When the shopkeeper saw that there was business, he immediately praised with a smile on his face: "Master, you are a person with vision at first sight. This dress is so suitable for this grandma."
After saying that, the shopkeeper looked at Xiaoman. After seeing this, he left him there for a long time without saying anything.
Taking advantage of this stall, Qin Feng put his clothes on Xiaoman
The dress was green, big and ugly, and the sleeves were several inches long.
After putting it on, Xiaoman stood in front of the dressing mirror, feeling that he was full of mahjong plaque.
"It's so ugly, yes," Xiaoman protested. After all, everyone has a love for beauty.
"I think it's good. If you don't want to, we'll go back to the car now and don't stroll around." Qin Feng's tone had no room for negotiation.