The elegant voice, with a unique magnetism, made the middle-aged woman’s stall owner really shocked, and then said, "Take it easy! All soldiers are honest and don’t careless, women, who don’t want to find someone? In the future, I will treat myself wholeheartedly!"
honest? Is Xiao Moye an honest person? Chu Huan abruptly suppressed the urge to roll his eyes.
"One mind and one mind?" Xiao Moye tilted his head slightly, peering at Chu Huan through the sunglasses, "That's not wrong, I am really single-minded to my girlfriend."
"Little girl, did you hear me? You have to hold on to such a boyfriend. If you let him go, you will regret it in the future." The stall owner said with a smile.
Chu Huan didn't know how to interface for a while, so he had to laugh, pulling Xiao Moye and asking, "Which dress do you like?"
"You helped me choose it." He said in a leisurely manner.
She didn't know anything, she could only pick up a few t-shirts that were pleasing to her eyes, and then compared them to him one by one. He stood cooperatively, letting her compare.
"You are too high, lower," she said, strictly speaking, her hands were too sour.
"Okay." He smiled low and bends slightly.
She continued to compare these t-shirts on him, but the more he compared, the more embarrassed Chu Huan became. To be honest, she couldn't imagine what these clothes would look like on him.
"Which one do you like?" she had to ask.
"What about you, which one do you like me to wear?" he asked rhetorically.
She was thinking about answering, but suddenly the idea of a prank came out. She grabbed a piece of cat's paws. In the middle of her chest was a cute cat's head. There were two huge cats beside the cat. English: Love me!
"I think you wear this one well." She said, comparing the t-shirt to his body.
I thought Xiao Moye would refuse directly, but he didn't expect that he nodded and said, "Okay, just this one."
"Do you really want this?" She was surprised.
"You picked it, didn't you." He smiled faintly.
Chu Huan was speechless, and took out the money to pay the bill. The stall owner only charged 45 yuan for a T, in other words, 105 yuan more.
"You really don't charge the extra money?" she asked.
He shook his head, "Huan, don't count it so clearly with me. If you really want to tell me what you owe me, I'm afraid you will not be able to pay the money." His words meant something.
She was taken aback, "What do I owe you?"
"A lot... a lot..." in the crowd, he held her in his arms, lowered his head and whispered, "It's so much as you..." The previous chapter returns to the table of contents. The next chapter looks at all 4 elements.