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If they try on as many pieces as they want, they will buy as many as they want. They would rather try them until the end of time!
Xiao Moqing took out a black card and handed it to the waiter.
The waiter looked at him with eyes that had turned from surprise to fascination.
Handsome and rich, and willing to spend money on women, he is almost every woman¡¯s dream lover.
After swiping the card, the waiter started to pack the clothes.
There were so many clothes that it took more than half an hour just to wrap them up.
Xiao Moqing gave the address and asked them to wrap it up and send it directly.
Song Chujiu noticed that the address he gave was his villa, not her home.
Finally, Song Chujiu and Xiao Moqing left under the warm and friendly farewell of the waiters and managers.
"see you next time!"
When the season comes, Song Chujiu will also buy new clothes, but he has never bought so many at once.
Not even Xiao Rong.
This kind of behavior can no longer be called shopping, but squandering.
Song Chujiu turned his head and looked at the man beside him.
Xiao Moqing is driving, his profile is perfect and delicate.
She didn¡¯t quite understand why he did this, but she vaguely sensed something.
After dinner outside, the two returned to the villa.
All the clothes have been delivered, but because there are too many, they can only be temporarily placed in another room.
Xiao Moqing looked at Song Chujiu's busy figure and left a faint word.
"Continue tomorrow."
Song Chujiu¡¯s movements froze. Will he continue tomorrow?
Does he want to buy everything she wears for a whole year?
When Song Chujiu looked up at him, Xiao Moqing had already left.
The next day, when Song Chujiu went downstairs, he saw Xiao Moqing sitting in the living room.
After the two of them finished their breakfast, they went out again.
Song Chujiu thought that the place he went to today was still a clothing store.
However, when she came to the familiar square, she instantly became messy in the wind
This square is exactly the one she, Lu Zhiwei and Bai Ziyi came to a few days ago.
Song Chujiu turned his head and looked at Xiao Moqing with complicated eyes.
Xiao Moqing seemed not to notice the deep meaning in her eyes, and asked lightly: "What?"
Song Chujiu¡¯s mouth twitched, ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡±
She probably already knew what he was going to do.
Song Chujiu silently took out his mobile phone, "Want to take pictures? I can take a few pictures for you."
After saying that, before Xiao Moqing could answer, Song Chujiu picked up his phone and started taking pictures.
" Xiao Moqing is young and handsome, with a figure comparable to that of a male model. He doesn't need to make any movements at all. He just stands there casually, giving off an invisible noble aura that is hard to ignore.
Even though the expression on his face is dull and his eyes are emotionless, he is still the most eye-catching person standing in the crowd.
Song Chujiu suddenly remembered the mobile phone he lost back then.
Thinking of that mobile phone, Song Chujiu¡¯s photos became even more joyful.
Song Chujiu didn¡¯t stop until the man gradually showed an impatient expression.
She walked to Xiao Moqing's side and said, "Shall we go shopping somewhere else?"
The man¡¯s voice was cold, ¡°I won¡¯t go.¡±
"What else do you want to do?"
"Photograph."
¡°¡still filming?¡±
Xiao Moqing looked at her again with that inexplicable look.
Song Chujiu felt something and asked: "This timeare you going to take pictures for me?"
Song Chujiu handed him his cell phone, "Let's take the photo."
Xiao Moqing stopped her movements.
Song Chujiu looked at him puzzled, "What's wrong?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com