Zhang Xiaochen took the skirt, and Tang Xiaofeng turned his face to the side, then found a seat and sat down.
The waiter also came up and persuaded: "Miss, this skirt is the latest model. It was just put on the shelves today. You can go and try it on."
The waiter opened the back collar of the skirt in Zhang Xiaochen's hand and looked at it: "The skirt you have is in a large size. I will go to the warehouse to find a small size for you. The small size will be smaller. Let me look at you.
This growth is quite good, this size is smaller and can better show off your figure, and you are relatively petite, so it is suitable for small size.”
Zhang Xiaochen looked down at her breasts and smiled awkwardly. She felt a little embarrassed. She felt that her cheeks felt a little hot.
The waiter's high heels hit the floor, making a clicking sound. Zhang Xiaochen felt passive as she stood there. She looked at the price of the skirt in her hand and secretly calculated in her heart: Five hundred.
It's ninety-nine...even if it's a 10% discount...it still costs about 540...it's so expensive.
Zhang Xiaochen's heart was bleeding silently. She looked at Tang Xiaofeng, who was also looking at her.
Tang Xiaofeng said: "What are you thinking about? When she comes out with the smaller size later, you can just change into it."
Then the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the floor came again.
"Here, this is a small size. The fitting room is here."
She changed out of the large size skirt in Zhang Xiaochen's hand, put it back on the hanger, and then led Zhang Xiaochen to the fitting room.
Zhang Xiaochen nodded slightly, said thank you, and then went inside. The waiter was waiting outside the door of the fitting room.
Tang Xiaofeng also picked among the clothes racks, and then pulled out a skirt of similar style to the one Zhang Xiaochen exchanged for, and walked to the cashier. The waiter guarding the door also hurried over.
Tang Xiaofeng handed the skirt to the waiter and said, "Help me pack this skirt and calculate how much the skirt she painted inside and this skirt cost."
The waiter took the skirt: "Okay sir, please wait a moment."
Then the waiter took out the tag on the skirt, found the barcode, and put it in the machine to scan.
Zhang Xiaochen was very fast. She changed her clothes and walked out. Zhang Xiaochen looked melancholy and stood at the full-length mirror. He turned sideways and looked at himself in the mirror. His tightly closed lips were slightly open.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but raised slightly. She couldn't help turning around in a circle, looking at the hem of the skirt floating, feeling particularly comfortable. However, she shook her head vigorously from side to side, looking at herself in the mirror.
The ponytail that is thrown out looks a bit weird when paired with this skirt.
Tang Xiaofeng placed the paper box containing the watch on the seat, walked over and stood behind her. Zhang Xiaochen turned around, looked up at Tang Xiaofeng, and said embarrassedly: "The skirt is quite good, but it's so expensive."
Tang Xiaofeng whispered kindly: "As long as you like it."
Then he stretched out his hands and went around the back of Zhang Xiaochen's neck. Zhang Xiaochen felt her heartbeat speed up for a moment. She didn't dare to move, but looked at Tang Xiaofeng's face, while Tang Xiaofeng turned slightly sideways and looked at Zhang Xiaochen's back.
Zhang Xiaochen felt the skirt moving on her back. She just blinked with a confused look on her face. She felt like a stupid goose. She asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"