Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 23

Wen Tier first picked out a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and turned to the shopping guide, "Shopping guide, I want to find pants that are suitable for my height of 1.7 meters."

After waiting for a while, no one paid attention.

Wen Ti'er waited until she became emotional. It seems that this group of low-minded guys don't know how powerful she is.

"Hey!" Wen Ti'er let out a low cry, startling the shopping guides standing behind the cash register who were talking and laughing happily.

After a few people shied away for a while, a shopping guide reluctantly came over to entertain him.

"Miss, may I help you?"

"The height is 1.7 meters two, and the weight is 109 kilograms. What size is suitable for you?"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Aihua, who just walked into this area, heard it, seized the opportunity and began to laugh, "If a man is only 1.7 meters tall, the smallest size is the smallest size. It's still a question."

On the surface, it is talking about height, but it reminds people of another size of a man. It is clearly a mockery of this man's incompetence.

Wen Ti'er sounds very uncomfortable. If Qiao Chengxun is the smallest size, there will probably be no plus-size men in the world, right?

Depend on!
Why does she think about such things, boring!
"What's the matter with you, let's go." Wen Ti'er scolded unceremoniously, and continued to ask the shopping guide, "Shopping guide, what size is suitable?"

The shopping guide didn't want to lose points in front of Jin Aihua, the big sponsor, and said coldly: "Miss Jin is right, S size is fine."

"If it doesn't fit, can I exchange it?" Wen Ti'er asked again.

The shopping guide became impatient, "Yes, as long as the tag is not torn and the clothes are kept intact."

"Okay, I want these pants, hold them for me."

Wen Ti'er took off her pants and threw them on the shopping guide forcefully.

Disgust appeared in the eyes of the shopping guide, and he reminded: "Miss, these pants are not discounted at 15 yuan, are you sure you want to buy them?"

Jin Aihua exclaimed: "15, Xiaolong, how much are these pants on your body?"

"It's not expensive, only 13." After Huang Xiaolong finished speaking, he glanced fondly at the plastic surgery face, then looked at Wen Ti'er, and was amazed the next second.

A pure natural face with no make-up, fair and clear skin, big bright Wuling eyes with an innocent star glow, and small and exquisite cherry lips are delicious.

Although she is not a peerless beauty who can overwhelm the country and the city, she has completely exploded those rotten plastic faces on the streets, and even makes people unforgettable and lingering.

Jin Aihua noticed that her man's eyes were weird, and quickly caught a glimpse of the Chinese character face covered with acne marks, and was soon frightened and glanced away.

If it wasn't for his money, she wouldn't be too lazy to go shopping with such an ugly monster!

I'm not in the mood to talk to my man, so I just want to keep teasing Wen Ti'er, but unexpectedly...

After Wen Ti'er handed over the trousers to the shopping guide, she went to pick out other clothes, not caring about the cynicism at all.

Jin Aihua felt like being splashed with cold water, and deliberately raised the decibel and said: "Some people, wearing a certain treasure, ran to a famous brand store to embarrass themselves. They obviously couldn't afford the money, but they slapped their faces to pretend to be fat. It's so funny. oh……"

Wen Tier turned a deaf ear to it, and then picked out a white shirt, a small wine-red vest, and a wine-red hat, and finally a navy blue woolen coat and a wine-red plaid tie, and you're done.

The shopping guide held a whole set of trendy men's clothing, stood aside with a black face, and reminded: "Miss, have you finished reading it?"

When she was done she could hang the clothes back where they belonged.

(End of this chapter)