After inheriting the magic house, I spoiled the villain

Chapter 88 My name is Mu Youqian

Can't she rent clothes? !

"Sorry, this card cannot be refunded after recharging." Moslian walked over and repeated a few terms of the mall.

At that time, the clerk reminded them several times, but Chen Xi signed Feng Xiaochi's name without hesitation.

"Wanwan..." Feng Xiaochi jumped off the chair and threw himself into Lin Wanwan's arms, crying, "Fuck me...I'm going to lose blood..."

Lin Wanwan stroked her head kindly: "Xiaochi, when you grow up, you should have decent clothes."

Feng Xiaochi pushed her away, complaining: "Kill me..."

*
The salesperson has seen many people who have no money but want to try clothes.

They usually wear A goods all over their body, but they pretend to be very proud, and their words are full of showing off.

But the two people who came in at this moment were different.

They seem to have no money.

"welcome."

The price of this store is too expensive, usually very busy, almost no customers come.

Seeing that the man in black was good-looking, the salesman took the initiative to greet him.

If it wasn't for the cold expression on his face, the way he rejected people thousands of miles away, she would have wanted to ask him for his contact information.

Behind him was a short little girl with a livid face, not knowing what she was resisting.

The salesman eyed them with interest.

Could it be a young couple who are at odds, then why did they come to this store?
Man: "Where's the dress for the dinner?"

"Here." The salesperson enthusiastically introduced, "But the prices in this store are all starting from [-]."

After speaking, she observed the faces of the two of them.

"Four thousand!" The little girl gritted her teeth and protested.

The man didn't change his expression, he stood in front of the shelf, picked up one by one, and picked out several in a short while: "Let her change according to her size."

He didn't blink his eyes when he heard the price. Could it be that he is a rich man?
The little girl raised her hands and crossed him: "I refuse!!"

The man squinted at her: "There are still [-] follow-up."

"That can't be such a waste! I can rent clothes!" The little girl tiptoed and whispered, "I asked the front desk, the card can be transferred, she has a way! Let's return the card and rent the clothes. "

"Try these two again." The man covered her head with two clothes.

"........."

They look rich.

It may be that he got the opportunity and suddenly rose to the top.

Since there is money, the salesman will work.

She enthusiastically pulled Feng Xiaochi into the dressing room to measure her size, and found her her size. Seeing that she was still reluctant, she subconsciously lobbied.

"These clothes are very cheap to buy now. There is a discount for applying for a card in the mall, and our store also has a discount for new customers. If you buy more than [-] clothes today..."

Feng Xiaochi: "Luxury, waste."

The salesman was silent and sighed: "Little sister, people rely on clothes. When you go out, many people will come to see you based on your clothes. If you are rich, you will be laughed at if you don't dress yourself well."

"My name is Mu Youqian!"

The salesman was silent again: "Then they will treat you as a weirdo and exclude you."

Feng Xiaochi is cynical: "Then start breaking the worldly vision from me."

The salesman twitched the corner of his mouth: "This is not good."

"Feng Xiaochi, hurry up."

"Oh..." Feng Xiaochi was puffed up like a puffer fish, he was about to refute, but he lost his breath when he heard Chen Xi's voice.

In fact, even if she bought it, she could sell the dress again.

Feng Xiaochi tried one thing after another, and appeared in front of Chen Xi like a catwalk show.

Chen Xi sat gracefully on the sofa, drinking the tea made for him by another clerk, the two of them chatted about something, talking and laughing.

"No, it's too old-fashioned, change it."

After a while, Feng Xiaochi came out of the dressing room and showed his face.

Chen Xi: "No, short legs."

Feng Xiaochi: "Hello?!"

The salesperson reminded: "Girls, you can wear high heels. This dress is very suitable for Miss Feng."

"She doesn't wear it." Chen Xi stunned her with three words.

Gradually, Feng Xiaochi seemed to understand.

He wants a gorgeous, elegant, cool, pure, lively and sexy western-style dress.

This operation is a secret mission.

Clothes should be good enough to prevent the werewolves from underestimating the magic house, and to prevent people from discovering the purpose of their visit.

Chances are you'll be running around the cruise liner in a gown.

Feng Xiaochi suddenly began to wonder how Sakura received the Clow cards in those complicated clothes.

Not to mention those decorations, just these little dresses, as long as they have skirts, wearing them is like training with weights, which can make her shorter.

But the fabric in this store is already very good.

"Do you feel that the attributes of the clothes you want are contradictory?" Feng Xiaochi changed into a backless skirt and walked in front of him.

"No." Chen Xi's expression was cold, and she asked her to turn around twice, and then beckoned like swiping a social software.

The salesman immediately understood and pulled Feng Xiaochi away.

"Your boyfriend has a big temper, but he has a good eye."

"He's not my boyfriend."

The salesman was surprised: "Then who is he?"

Is it a servant?Is it the Dark Angel?It's a big injustice! !
Feng Xiaochi gritted his silver teeth: "He is my ancestor."

It was inconvenient to put on and take off the little dress, so three hours passed.

Feng Xiaochi had never been so tired from working part-time, and there was a smell of formaldehyde from new clothes all over his body.

Salespeople have long since lost patience.

She suddenly protested: "Shouldn't people try on such expensive clothes in your store?! Why don't you refute her?"

The salesperson laughed dryly.

At the beginning, I looked for a rich man, how did I know that I had been trying it on for so long?

After changing everything, it’s not possible to wear all the clothes and not buy the last one, right?

"It's not good, let's go."

The salesman vomited blood.

"you……"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Feng Xiaochi repeatedly bowed and apologized.

Chen Xi grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

In the WeChat group of the salesperson in the mall.

[Attention everyone, a man and a woman tried on clothes all morning, but didn't buy any of them. ]
[You are not a luxury store, how did you let people in? ]
The salesman was so angry that he wanted to cry.

Didn't she miss it? !

Who knew that someone would dare to try on clothes worth thousands of dollars, and just leave without buying anything.

She wanted to keep them, but the little girl was very careful in her clothes, not scratched at all, and when she took off the clothes and returned them to her, she checked and accepted them vigilantly on the spot.

I was going to be pissed off by her!

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Chen Xi dragged Feng Xiaochi into another house.

"I'm hungry."

"Me too."

"..." Feng Xiaochi tilted his head to look at him, "Then let's go back and stop buying."

"You ate my steak last night, and I didn't cry hungry."

"???"

Sir, do you remember this? !
Do you remember that you asked me to cut it? !

Chen Xi did the same, just like before, taking clothes from the hanger to Feng Xiaochi.

The salesperson came over with a smile: "Sorry, this store does not provide try-ons."

Feng Xiaochi: "???!"

(End of this chapter)