Super Student's Three-realms Army

After a pause, Zhang Xiaofan continued to speak

"Even the black-and-white color matching of the bag is a mess."

"And that's only second. Even the pigments in this bag are painted with inferior pigments."

"Of course, if you don't believe what I said above, you can try it."

"Just scrape it lightly with your fingernail, and see if you can scrape off the paint?"

"Really Hermes, it's unreasonable to use such poor quality pigments!"

After that, Zhou Meimei's face was so gloomy that she was about to drip water.

She looks at Zhang Xiaofan like a murderer's version, and her eyes are more and more around her.

And, with these eyes came the rustle of all kinds of different voices of discussion, the voice of discussion is also closely followed.

This also makes Zhou Meimei's face more ugly.

However, although this time Zhou Meimei has been Zhang Xiaofan to speak so straightforward.

But at this time, she still pretended to be calm, did not hit the south wall, did not look back at the sneer, said;

"I said, little red guy, what kind of wolf are you pretending to be there?"

"To tell you the truth, I spent a lot of money on this Hermes bag. I bought it at Hermes's flagship store. How could the flagship store sell fake products?"

See this week Meimei have come to such a point, still in front of their unrepentant, play swollen face full of fat behavior.

This also makes Zhang Xiaofan shake his head, from this week Meimei for this material luxury, as well as for their own face, vanity care.

When Zhang Xiaofan is presented with these scenes, he can't help but think of Zhao Jiayue, his "money girlfriend", who is about to fade from his memory.

They are so similar, they are the same "money worship", the same "material", "hypocrisy" is also the same ridiculous to the extreme

“...”

"Ah, how can you talk nonsense about Meimei's failure? This bag was not bought by your best friend when you visited Yangcheng last time?"

"When did you buy this bag from the Hermes flagship store? Isn't that right?"

At this time, the man with glasses, who looked simple and honest, also made a subconscious voice, scratching his head in doubt, and his face was puzzled and puzzled.

In a flash, Zhou Meimei's awl face was like a dyeing workshop, green and white.

In the end, it turned into a pig liver color, which was like a big mouth drawn directly from the front.

"Zheng Haoran... You... You... Let's break up --!"

In the face of the people that or ridicule, or sneer at the eyes, and then from time to time contains ridicule, schadenfreude after the scornful laughter.

Zhou Meimei's heart is full of shame and anger. If there is a seam on the ground now, she will not even want to go in immediately.

However, the ideal is very rich, but the reality is very skinny——

At the moment, there is no ground seam on the ground for Zhou Meimei to drill