She came up to Li Yizhen and didn't know what she said. The two of them smiled ambiguously.
Song Shijun, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at it from the corner of his eye.
The two of them discussed other topics from men.
At this time, Han Qiqing changed her clothes and came out. She was wearing a goose-yellow skirt, looking youthful, beautiful, and full of girlishness.
The clerk praised, "Miss, this skirt suits you so well. It brings out your noble temperament."
Han Qiqing has heard such exaggerated words so many times that she has long been immune to them.
She walked up to Song Shijun and kicked the sofa.
"How about it?"
Song Shijun raised his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, nodded and said, "It looks good."
Han Qiqing turned to face the mirror, looking quite satisfied.
"This one is fine."
Li Yizhen came over, held her shoulders, and praised her, whether to please or sincerely, "Xiao Qing, you look so good in this."
Her best friend stood aside, glanced up and down, and finally landed on Han Qiqing's chest.
"It looks good, but... the breasts are a little slumped. Little sister, it would be great if your breasts were a little bigger. You would be fascinated by many men."
Han Qiqing felt disgusted when she heard such words.
Is the value of a woman just her breasts
Li Yizhen may have noticed that Han Qiqing's expression changed a little, so she quickly said, "Xiaoqing is still young and will grow in the future."
Han Qiqing curled her lips and endured it before she started to argue.
Unexpectedly, the best friend came over and took Han Qiqing's hand, hinted at Song Shijun, leaned into her ear, and whispered, "When you are intimate with your boyfriend, let him rub it more, and it will grow bigger!" Believe me, my sister is here."
Han Qiqing's expression became even worse, as she considered whether shaking her hand off would make the situation awkward.
Li Yizhen frowned slightly and glanced at her best friend.
"Okay, don't teach people blindly. Xiaoqing is still a child, so don't say this." The best friend smiled ambiguously, "What's the point? You're already a high school student, right? Girls nowadays know more than us."
Han Qiqing finally couldn't help it and broke away from her hand.
She regretted it!
Why did you come in? It was simply your own fault. You were causing trouble for yourself.
She walked into the changing room and heard her best friend teasing, "Oh, I'm so shy."
Shy sister!
Han Qiqing closed the door and cursed at the door panel.
Looking at the pile of clothes hanging in the changing room, she suddenly lost interest in trying them on.
Li Yizhen's best friend is really annoying.
Although Han Qiqing was not familiar with Li Yizhen and didn't know her well, her impression was not good the first time they met. This second time, her best friend was so disgusting, and Han Qiqing felt she hated Li Yizhen even more.
No matter how you look at this best friend, she is a coquettish bitch, and Li Yizhen must be similar.
After changing back into her clothes, she opened the door and walked out.
When the clerk saw her face so gloomy, he knew that this order was hopeless, and he looked a little disappointed.
Unexpectedly, I heard Han Qiqing say, "I want these."
When the clerk heard this, he was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly and said, "Thank you, customer. I'll wrap it up right away!"
God, there are so many clothes, she can get a lot of money just by withdrawing them!
The best friend glanced at the heroic Han Qiqing and clicked her tongue, her eyes looking a little gloomy.
"It's great to be the daughter of the Han family, so spend so much..."
This sentence was said very quietly, but Li Yizhen heard it and glanced sideways at her, telling her to pay attention.
(End of chapter)