As the old saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle!
In recent years, Yun Chunxi, who only loves to have close contact with T-shirts and jeans every day apart from her uniform, has completely changed as soon as she comes out of the fitting room today.
The brightly colored V-neck dress made her already plump breasts more sexy. The tailor-made tailoring highlighted her voluptuous waist.
The soft and fine lace silk flowers on her shoulders adorned her thin shoulders.
The long skirt swayed with a charming charm as she moved.
"This lady is really discerning. This is Versace's new model for early summer. The color is not ostentatious, and it has a low-key luxury beauty. Its design is also very unique, with a pattern that is unrealistically gorgeous.
The practicality and comfort of the clothes have been fully considered. Its tailoring is simply tailor-made for Miss Yun. Miss Yun is already tall and can handle this kind of long dress better, and Miss Yun's figure
Very good, the bust line and hip line are very beautiful, they can hold up this dress..."
"I'd better change it, I always feel uncomfortable wearing a skirt."
The shopping guide was eloquent and tried his best to praise.
But here, facing the mirror, Yun Chunxi looked at herself in the mirror in surprise, but she was very ungrateful. She felt that she in the mirror seemed to have been changed into a different person, and she felt uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it.
And the shopping guide next to her, whom she interrupted to compliment him, looked as if he had eaten a fly, and his face was terribly embarrassed.
But because the God of Wealth was in front of her, she still tried her best to put on a smile and did not forget to cast a glance at Bao Jinghan for help.
"If you want to show up wearing a T-shirt and jeans to toast at the wedding banquet, I don't mind. But I think if you really do that, Aunt Yun will be very angry with you."
At this moment, there is no need to say more about whether this dress is beautiful or not, and there is no need to persuade Yun Chunxi to order it.
Bo Jinghan only said "hypothesis" lightly. Yun Chunxi, who was still pulling on the V-collar a moment ago, desperately trying to pull it up so that his skin was less exposed to the air, seemed to have been restrained.
Like a curse, it stopped moving.
Close your eyes, open your eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Yun Chunxi looked at her best friend standing a few meters behind her in the mirror, gritted her teeth and said, "Buy, you pay anyway, it's not for nothing!"
Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly but said nothing.
But when he watched her return to the fitting room, her eyebrows curled up in an imperceptible arc.
Showing a faint and wise smile.
Paid the money and came out of Versace.
As a bodyguard, Xue Ying also acted as a small worker, carrying the bags for the two of them hard-working and accompanying them to continue scanning the goods.
The three of them visited several flagship stores one after another.
Bo Jinghan’s best friend’s big red envelope is absolutely meaningful.
After browsing around, I bought more than 20 sets.
In Yun Chunxi's words, she has bought all the dresses for the rest of her life!
"Hey, God of Wealth, how nice it is to give me the discounted red envelope of yours! I bought so many skirts and I can't even wear them all."
Yun Chunxi, who was exhausted and paralyzed, found a teahouse and took a rest.
She was nestled in the soft sofa, no matter what the people around her looked at, looking at their shopping bags on the floor, she kept complaining tiredly to Bo Jinghan.
That little look in his eyes was more resentful than his voice.
Bo Jinghan glared at her with hatred, and did not argue with her on this issue. Instead, he looked up at the clock on the wall: "Hey, don't pretend to be dead there. Let me ask you, when will Qiao Xin come?
