It is said that under Qiancheng Bingda Bingshan's insistence, everyone should buy him clothes first and discuss the matter of cutting his hair later.
As a result, Ji Shaoyou's authoritarian hegemonic politics has another record of failure.
Okay, she admitted that the ancient people’s thoughts were feudal. Huh!!
When I walked into a clothing store, a waiter came over.
"What do you need?"
"Which sets of men's clothing are available, the cheaper the better." Ji Shaoyou made a firm conclusion.
"..." Ji Yinger and Luo Xi were speechless. Their young master is always so stingy.
The waitress was stunned on the spot, looking at Ji Ying'er, then at Ji Shaoyou, and then at Qian Chengbing. She was almost drowning in saliva.
The whole store's waiters came over and looked at them.
Then they were surrounded.
"Damn it, I'm here to buy clothes, not for you to buy tickets." Ji Shaoyou cursed in a hurry.
"This handsome guy, please sign your autograph for me." A waiter rushed over with a notebook in hand.
"I'm sorry, it's ten yuan for an autograph, twenty for a photo, fifty for a hug, kiss..." Before Ji Shaoyou finished speaking, a group of people rushed over, "Ten yuan, I'll buy an autograph..."
"I'll take pictures...Twenty, then, here you go."
"Hugs, hugs...I want..."
Ji Shaoyou watched as the stacks of banknotes gradually increased in his hand.
Qingcheng and Ji Ying were hugged and hugged.
The faces of both of them turned darker and darker.
"Excuse me, can I kiss you?" A waitress in uniform stood in front of Ji Shaoyou.
"..." Ji Shaoyou's face turned pale, "If I told you I was a woman, would you still kiss me?"
"..." The girl lowered her head, "I'm sorry."
Ji Shaoyou lowered his head, "..." Damn, you thought I was a man. Do I need to tell you that it's okay?
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a bigger commotion in the distance.
Four gorgeous heads that Ji Shaoyou was familiar with were walking in their direction wearing clothes of four colors.