Teresa won't starve

"No...what the hell are you trying to say?"

"Um--"

In fact, Natasha didn't think about what to say, but after Teresa reminded her, Natasha, who poked her lower lip with her finger, really remembered one thing: "You said I will wear it when the time comes." What kind of clothes are better?"

"Wear whatever looks good." (Straight male answer)

"Is it up to you?" Of course Natasha understands that she should dress well, but she just thought of her own conditions: "But my body type...isn't suitable?"

After thinking for a long time, Natasha didn't think of an accurate description, so she could only use "not suitable".

"Where is it inappropriate?"

"Can't you see? I have such obvious small arms and legs... no matter how beautiful clothes I wear on my body, I can't support it! On the contrary... On the contrary... In short, it is very Strange!"

"You mean poor breasts? Don't I too?"

"I'm not like you!"

Natasha said in her heart: I am not as cute as you.

In fact, Natasha knows very well that compared to Teresa's healthy thinness, although she can't say she is skinny, she actually doesn't have much flesh. Wearing those dresses and skirts may be a bit ugly instead.

But if she doesn't wear these, what should she wear then?

569 "Go shopping again"

Theresa naturally didn't know about the entanglement in Natasha's heart.

Anyway, the dance party is still in the preparation stage, and it will take about a week before the official start. Natasha has plenty of time to make this choice.

......

It took me three days to finish this job.

In fact, the interior decoration is not bad, as many people are easy to handle, and the work can be completed in less than a day at most.

The key is that some inappropriate places need to be dismantled and revised, which will take a lot more time than before, and the process will not be reduced much because of the high efficiency of the number of people.

Fortunately, this is all in the past tense, at least it won't be now when it's time to have a headache.

Just this morning, Cocolia decided to go shopping in a nearby town before this year's blizzard, and bought all the things needed for the dance.

Teresa chose to get into her car at this time.

This made Cocolia's mind a little overwhelmed:

"Are you—?"

"Natasha said she didn't know what clothes to wear, and I wanted to go to the town to see for her."

"That's it!"

Although Cocolia couldn't figure out what she was thinking, at least there was nothing wrong with the apparent reason.

Besides, this time is different from last time.

Cocolia doesn't plan to stay in the town for too long, and will be back before dark at most, so don't worry about making any troubles again.

......

This time, Cocolia didn't lose her mind, so she didn't almost get into a car accident like last time; she didn't have any problems on the road, so she came to the nearest unnamed town very smoothly.

Teresa opened the door and got out of the car she was riding in for the second time. (count back and forth once)

There was no need for Cocolia to tell her, after she took the initiative to say 'I will be back as soon as possible', she wandered around the town alone.

Just after walking around, she found that the town suddenly became strange, and it seemed that it was different from the last time she came here.

But yes.

The last time was a few years ago, and it is normal for the town to change drastically. Maybe even the whole town will move out in a few years.

This is the way of nature and the principle of survival. No one will never change.

No, maybe there is another one.

......

Teresa continued to wander around for a while, familiarizing herself with the various road sections, so as not to find her way back when she went back.

Although it is possible to use costume special effects to locate at that time, it will not rely on her own memory to find the way. After a long time, even she herself will suspect that she is a road idiot.

After making sure that I would not get lost, I chose a clothing store with only a few pedestrians in and out, and walked in.

I began to look round and round at the clothes that were hung up separately; sometimes when I saw something I liked, I would reach out to touch it and remember its material or feel.

And most of the time, just skip it at a glance.

So much so that the salesperson on the side saw it and thought it was someone's kid who ran in to play.

It was only out of the idea that the customer is God, so he didn't drive her away, but made a smiling face at her—well, it was a fake one, which made people uncomfortable.

Maybe it's a bit 'KY' (note) to say that, but Teresa really thinks that instead of a fake smile, it's more comfortable to look at it with a sincere bitter face.

Because then Teresa will choose to go out directly, instead of guessing whether they are all thinking about 'MMP' here.

Well, let's ignore these for the time being.

At least this time, Teresa has learned something, and she basically knows what kind of dresses should be prepared for each child.

It's just that you'll have to see more to decide.

After looking back for a few more times, she was sure that she had read almost everything, and Teresa simply walked out of the popular clothing area and went directly to the women's clothing store opposite.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a men's suit hanging at the door.

570 "Is it because she's too cute?"

May I ask what it's like to sell men's clothing in a women's clothing store?

Although this was her first visit to a women's clothing store, this situation was completely unexpected to her.

of course.

After observing carefully for a while, she realized that she was actually thinking too much.

Because this dress that looks like a men's suit is actually still a women's suit—at least the men's suit doesn't have such a thin waist or such a wide chest. (The order is from bottom to top, reason: height)

"I see, is this kind of clothes?"

Teresa immediately understood that this should be the kind of women's suit worn by strong women and men's white-collar workers. She has only seen this thing on TV, and the only OL she has seen in reality is disgusting.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Little friend, why did you come out alone? Where are your parents?"

Teresa turned her head and looked at the sudden approach, oh no, in fact, she has already felt someone approaching, but there are so many people coming and going here, she can't take care of each one, can she?

It wasn't until the other party took the initiative to speak that Teresa noticed that the other party's object was herself.

"I'm an adult."

Teresa did not answer the question directly, but said an answer that made people want to laugh; the other party did indeed laugh, but the smile was more formulaic than ridicule.

"Oh, I see!"

This light-blond hair was tied into braids, and there were some freckles on her face that was not fair. Of course, this does not mean that she is ugly. On the contrary, she also has obvious rural features.

At the same time, during the time of talking, he took Teresa's little hand very familiarly, stroked her smooth and soft skin, and made sure that even if this child was not from a rich family, he must at least be from the city.

As for the fact that they still think in the direction of the rich after they all ran to the country town, it was simply because of the clothes on Teresa's body.

Although it was some clothes that couldn't even find the trademark, it felt like street stalls; but at least in terms of materials, she felt unusually soft and comfortable.

"Have you touched enough?"

It's fine to hold hands, Teresa is not the kind who will feel less flesh when touched; but seeing that she is about to put her hands on her thighs, this is definitely unbearable.

"Uh......"

After being reminded by her, the salesperson also found that she had crossed the line a bit.

He stood up and tried to say something to hide his embarrassment.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in listening."

Without giving the other party a chance to explain at all, Teresa, who had just arrived at the door, turned around and left the women's clothing store again, and walked towards the place she had previously agreed with Cocolia.

When I got there, I saw Cocolia loading.

When Teresa saw it, let alone helping, she got into the car without even saying hello, which made Cocolia on the side look sideways frequently.

It wasn't until all the necessary appliances were loaded into the car that I sat in the driver's seat.

But he didn't ignite the engine immediately, but was silent for a while.

"You don't look too happy?"

"Ah."

Without raising her head, Teresa concentrated on listening to the Thousand Shadows Anecdote of "Black Maple and White Cherry Blossoms". If it wasn't for the soft "hmm", people would even wonder whether she heard it or not.

"Because of what?"

In fact, with their current relationship, this question should not be asked by Cocolia.

But... no matter what Theresa thinks of her, Cocolia will still care about Theresa.

Teresa paused for a moment, as if she was considering whether to answer or not.

It wasn't until she moved again after a while, when Cocolia thought she wouldn't answer, that she heard Teresa say "casually": "I met a pervert."

"......yes?"

Cocolia didn't ask what happened to that pervert, at least Teresa came back safely, that's enough.

Taking out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his coat again, he wanted to light one and take a good puff.

This was a habit she had developed gradually during the years when Teresa didn't go out with her-she would do it whenever she felt annoyed.

It's just different today.

So, she put it back in again and started the car shortly after.

571 "This chapter has too many words..."

Go out that morning and come back before nightfall.

Teresa was in a good mood at first, but now she can only look like a salted fish that has not been dried; the upper body is completely lying on the table, and the lower body is hanging close to the side of the table.

It makes people feel unmotivated just looking at it.

Natasha came over and patted her on the back lightly: "If you're sleepy, go back to your room and sleep, don't lie here."

However, Teresa didn't even raise her head, she just said 'hmm' and there was no follow-up.

"Did you hear what I said? Lying on your stomach for a long time will cause chest pain!"

exactly.

For children who are basically not developed, doing this will only cause sternum pain, not chest pain.

But if you say that, it may irritate Teresa; because for girls with small breasts, this is an eternal 'pain'!

At least Natasha thinks so...

"Ah."

There was still no response to 'um', and she raised her finger and waved it a little, signaling Natasha not to care about such 'little things'.

Natasha sighed helplessly.

Walking to Teresa's left side, holding her right side with both hands, he turned the salted fish over vigorously. (Note)

It's just that in this way, Teresa was changed to bend her waist backwards.

Instead, she felt uncomfortable!

There was no way, Teresa could only sit up.

"What are you doing?"

"careful!"