Qingge is cold by nature and doesn't like crowded places. After walking around twice without buying anything, she shouted that she wanted to go home. Na Hanjue glared, "Go home? How can I go home?"
The total number of clothes and jewelry must be more than ten sets, otherwise you won’t be able to go home!”
Qingge made a face at him, looked at the shopping guide beside her, and pointed casually, "Wrap this, this, and this for me!"
Aren’t they just ten sets of clothes?
Isn’t that easy to say?
"Don't deal with me!" Na Hanjue said harshly to her again, "Anything you point out doesn't count!"
His eyes glanced at a set of orange women's clothing to one side, and he motioned to the shopping guide to take it, put it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then handed it to Qingge, "Go, try it!"
"Ah?" Qing Ge's little face suddenly fell. She doesn't like trying on clothes while putting them on and taking them off!
"Ah what? Go quickly!" Na Hanjue showed his tyrant character again and pushed Qing Ge into the fitting room.
Qing Ge put on the clothes and came out, and Na Hanjue's eyes suddenly lit up.
The bright orange color makes Qingge's skin even whiter and tenderer. Her lower body is in loose leg-swinging pants, and her upper body is in a tight-fitting navel-baring top, revealing a snow-white waist that makes people salivate at the sight.
Na Hanjue leaned forward, hugged Qingge from behind, and circled her belly button with his fingertips, stroking her lovingly.
"Don't make trouble!" Qing Ge couldn't help laughing and knocked his hand down, but he quickly wrapped her around her.
"Are you crazy? This is a public place, stay away from me!" Qing Ge struggled, and Na Hanjue swept over with a cold eye blade. The shopping guide shuddered and disappeared like a ghost.
"There is no one left now." He lowered his head and nibbled her earlobe, and touched her smooth waist with both hands, reluctant to let go.
"No one can do it!" Qingge knocked his hand down again angrily, turned around, grabbed his ears with both hands and tugged hard, "Be careful in public places, otherwise be careful to serve you at home, eh?"
Na Hanjue blinked and pulled her into his arms, "Little girl! I've pampered you to the point where you're becoming more and more lawless. Do you want to serve me like a family? I'd like to see what kind of family skills you know!"
Qingge pushed him away, "Go! Stop making trouble here!"
He came closer again and chuckled ambiguously, "Can we just go home and make trouble?"
"..." Qing Ge was speechless, "We finally came out to play for a day, don't you want to waste all your time here?"
"Otherwise, what should I do? Who made you so beautiful and delicious?" Na Hanjue still teased her with unsatisfied intentions.
"Okay!" Qingge gave him a look and went back to the changing room to change out of her clothes.
When I went back, I heard Na Hanjue instructing the waiter, "Pack up all your latest styles for me and deliver them to this address."
Na Hanjue wrote down an address and handed it to the waiter.
"I'm sorry, sir, we don't deliver goods here, so..." Looking at Nahanjue's elegant dress, the waiter knew that she couldn't afford to offend her, so she served her respectfully from beginning to end, but she really didn't do Nahanjue's request.
Less than.
"Yes, I understand. Call your manager over."
It didn't take long for the manager to come over. He was an imposing middle-aged man with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude. At first glance, he looked like an old fox who hangs out in shopping malls.
"Send a set of your latest clothes and jewelry to this address. Also, if new goods arrive in the future, send someone to deliver them here regularly." Na Hanjue handed him the address.
