As soon as she arrived at the pedestrian street, Tang Xinrou took the 'a little dry' Song Miaoyao to buy a cup of chrysanthemum tea, and said bitterly: "Miao, drink more, chrysanthemum tea will be defeated!"
”Song Miao held the chrysanthemum tea and pouted silently."
But I want to drink milk tea."
Who wants to drink this bland and tasteless tea?
She didn't want to!
And she's on fire!
The only medicine is my brother.Tang Xinrou only thought she was in a temper and touched her head, "Good, if you can't get angry, you will have pimples, don't you want to have acne all over your face, right?"
”Thinking of the cute little cutie, whose face was covered with pimples, Tang Xinrou shuddered.In order to maintain her little cutie, she decides!
Add chrysanthemum tea to Song Miao's daily drink list!
Add a little to her thermos every day.Song Miao took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and was dazed: "Will it?"
”She hasn't had pimples yet."
Yes!"
Tang Xinrou is very determined.She was already frightened by her own imagination, and she definitely couldn't let Song Miao get a pimple.After speaking, she pulled Song Miao into the mall, "Let's go, accompany me to buy clothes!"
”This pedestrian street is bustling with shopping malls on all sides.Today is the weekend again, and the people are coming and going.Because of Song Miao's previous encouragement, Tang Xinrou is full of confidence, and if she wants to see her idol, she must prepare a battle robe!
So, there is today's scene - women are naturally very keen on shopping, Song Miao's eyes are dizzy and her legs are weak, and she is dragged by Tang Xinrou, who has been completely high, and pulled into one store after another.Buy, buy, buy!
Brush Brush Brush!
When she walked into the store of a women's fashion brand again, Song Miao couldn't walk anymore.She waved her hand, leaning in her chair and not getting up.Watching Tang Xinrou try one after another, shuttling back and forth between the fitting room and the mirror, I never got tired of it.In all fairness, Tang Xinrou is good-looking and has a good figure.The height of 1.7 meters is very superior, the waist is thin and the legs are long, and he looks good in everything.But she was wearing the clothes of this store, and Song Miao only felt weird.It's just that the shopping guide has been chattering and boasting."
Oh, beauty, you look so good in this!""
This dress is just tailor-made for you, to be honest, beauty, this dress is the best I have ever seen!"
Tang Xinrou was overjoyed, "Really?
”She tugged at her sweater and looked at Song Miao, "Miao, is it good-looking?"
”She spun around, and the tassels on the sleeves of her sweater swayed.Song Miao didn't say whether it was good-looking or not, but asked, "Do you like it?"
”Everyone has a different vision, and they don't live for others, the most important thing is that they like it."
That's it......
Is it okay too?
”Tang Xinrou tried on a lot of clothes, but to be honest, there was no amazing feeling, it was good-looking, but there was something missing.Hearing them say this, the face of one of the shopping guides suddenly changed, and there was no enthusiasm in his tone, "Beauty, our clothes are all designed by international designers, and they are the most popular models this year."
And other people's suggestions can only be used for reference, and the most important thing is to like yourself.Don't you look good in your outfit?
”"Really?"
Tang Xinrou pulled the tassel and asked casually, "How much is this?"
”The shopping guide smiled: "Because this dress is a new model that just arrived yesterday, the price is slightly higher, 12,000 eight, you see ......"
"So expensive?"
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