"This size should be suitable for him. What color do you want? How many pairs will you buy?" the boss lady asked as she reached out and picked up a dozen of the underwear. She didn't know what size of underwear.
"Two pieces, gray ones." Yue Ya'er's face was already extremely red. After the landlady put the money in a bag and dropped the money, she hurriedly left, feeling guilty as if she was a thief.
"Isn't it just buying underwear? You can be so shy, and you said you didn't buy it for your boyfriend, who are you trying to fool?" The proprietress' suave words could be heard faintly from behind, and Yue Ya'er was so embarrassed that she wanted to hit her to death. She was so miserable.
