My wife is a school girl

"Pretty." Tang Jin replied somewhat mechanically. They look so beautiful in everything they wear. What is beautiful is not their clothes, but themselves.

Yawning, Tang Jin said to himself: "Actually, you look more beautiful when you don't wear it."

Although his voice is low, Qiao An'an and Han Xuerou are not ordinary people now, and their ears are also very sensitive. No, they both heard Tang Jin's words.

Qiao An'an's fair and pretty face blushed slightly, and gave Tang Jin a slightly coquettish look, while Han Xuerou snorted coquettishly, and spat: "Pervert!"

"Shouldn't I just tell the truth?" Tang Jin felt very innocent. They were indeed more beautiful when they were not wearing them. He had seen this with his own eyes, and it was definitely innocent.

"Hey, to be honest, is this dress pretty? If it's pretty, we'll buy the last one!" Han Xuerou became coquettish.

Tang Jin finally took a serious look. These are two mink coats of the same style, but they are of different colors, one is black and the other is white, but Joan Ann, who always likes to wear white, wears black this time, and rarely Han Xuerou, who was wearing white clothes, put on that white coat instead. In contrast, both of them seemed to have added a bit of charm.

Qiao An'an, who was dressed in black, added a bit of glamor to the pure and refined, while Han Xuerou, who was dressed in white, was a bit more pure and refined in addition to being sexy.

"The clothes are good." Tang Jin finally nodded, "However, they are still not as beautiful as you."

"Then buy this." Han Xuerou giggled, "Sister An'an, we can change our clothes in the future."

"Well, okay, just buy this one, we should go to dinner." Qiao Anan nodded, and then smiled at Tang Jinyan, "My husband, go and pay."

Tang Jin just got up, but a woman's voice came from beside him: "Miss, do you still have the mink coats on them?"

"Sorry, it's just these two things." The salesperson in the mall replied.

"Only these two things?" The woman who spoke was in her thirties, and she had obviously been well-dressed. At first glance, she was actually quite beautiful, but if you looked closely, you would find that the traces of the dress were too strong.

"Yes, just these two pieces. These two ladies are trying them on. Would you like to wait a moment?" The salesperson replied.

"No need to wait, just pack these two pieces for me, I'll buy them." The woman glanced at Qiao An'an and Han Xuerou, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

"This..." The salesperson was stunned, then looked at Qiao An'an and Han Xuerou, "Excuse me, may I ask you two, do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, this lady will."

"Bill the bill, we'll pay now." Joan Ann said.

"Oh, yes, do you want both?" the salesman asked.

"Yes, both." Joan Ann nodded.

"Well, miss, I'm sorry, why don't you come again next time?" The salesperson looked at the woman who just arrived and said apologetically.

"What do you mean?" The woman was annoyed at the moment, "I don't want it, and you don't want it. I said I would buy it, so you bought it. Are you trying to make things difficult for me?"

"You misunderstood, we planned to buy it." Qiao Anan frowned slightly, she had a better temper, so she explained patiently.

But Han Xuerou's temper was not so good, she snorted angrily: "It's just something wrong, and we don't know you, who deliberately made things difficult for you? It's like being persecuted paranoia!"

"What did you say?" The woman was furious when she heard Han Xuerou's words, "You scolded me? How dare you scold me? Do you know who I am?"

"There's something wrong with my brain. I just said I didn't know you, and asked me if I knew who you were?" Han Xuerou snorted softly, "Sister An'an, don't pay attention to her, she is stupid!"

"Little bitch, let me tell you, my husband is the bureau chief, I'm going to tear your mouth apart..." The woman rushed towards Han Xuerou angrily, baring her teeth and claws, obviously intending to hit someone.

"Slap!" Han Xuerou waved her hand, first slapped the woman's face, and at the same time coquettishly snorted: "I'll smash your mouth before I talk!"

"Honey, your slap is very like me!" Tang Jin praised beside him.

Han Xuerou smiled coquettishly at Tang Jin: "He was very gentle, but you have spoiled him!"

"Honey, you have wronged me. If you don't believe me, ask the Seventh Fairy, you have always been a Wilder." Tang Jin giggled.

Han Xuerou's face was slightly red, but she heard another meaning in Tang Jin's words, and couldn't help but give him another look: "Big pervert!"

"You dare to hit me? How dare you hit me?" The woman was a little dazed by Han Xuerou's slap. She was stunned for several seconds, and only now did she suddenly growl.

"Stop yelling, be careful I'll beat you up again!" Han Xuerou snorted softly, then looked at the salesperson, "Don't be dazed, quickly make an order, we are still waiting to pay!"

"Oh, okay, okay." The salesperson finally came to his senses at this moment, and hurried to make an order. The gods were fighting, and she, a mortal, didn't want to suffer, so it was better to just watch.

"What are you looking at? Tell your store manager to come over!" The woman started to throw a tantrum, "Quickly ask the security to arrest these people for me, or I will close your store. My husband is the director of industry and commerce!"

"There are not many women these days who are as smart as me. They are either cheating or cheating their godfather. Now even their husbands are cheating." Han Xuerou muttered.

Tang Jin looked at the woman in surprise at this moment: "Your husband is the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau? Are counterfeit and shoddy products under your husband's control?"

"Of course, a word from my husband can close this mall!" The woman looked a little proud.

"Just close the door, the mall is not mine." Tang Jin yawned, "I'm just a little surprised, why doesn't your husband clean up fake and inferior products like yours?"

"What did you say?" The woman was furious again, "Who are you calling fake products?"

"It's you." Tang Jin said lazily: "Look at your face, what kind of make-up you have put on, the powder is an inch thick, you just need to wash your face, and I guarantee that even your husband won't know you anymore. It is estimated that your husband is afraid to sleep with you at night, otherwise he will see your face when he wakes up in the morning, he must have seen a ghost."

Han Xuerou chuckled, and the salesmen next to her were also dumbfounded. This guy's mouth is really poisonous.

"Security! Security!" the woman yelled angrily, "Hurry up and throw this troublesome bastard out of the mall!"

The surrounding audience muttered to themselves, relying on her husband as the director of industry and commerce, how dare this woman really treat her on stage as her family?