Mu Ke glanced over the spades implicitly, and he smiled politely: "For spades, it's not easy to buy them here."
"What kind of clothes are you buying here? The clothes here are too expensive. Go to the wholesale market to buy two linen pockets..." Mu Sicheng vomited unabashedly.
Bai Liu raised his eyes: "I want to buy too, is there no suitable recommendation?"
Mu Sicheng's words came to his lips, and he quickly turned: "How can I wear it! Of course it's better to buy expensive clothes!"
The smile on Mu Ke's face expanded: "There are recommendations. Many custom shops here are very suitable for you. Do you have a favorite style? For example, a shirt or suit shop?"
"No." Bai Liu thought for a moment, and happily handed over the purchase of clothes to Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng, who seemed more experienced. "My requirements for clothes are strong, easy to wear, and do not affect their actions. And there is a certain degree of wear resistance, there are not too many style requirements, you guys look at it."
"I can try them all."
Mu Sicheng raised his hand very actively: "I'll come first! I have a few stores here that I like very much!"
Bai Liu nodded simply: "Go to the store you recommend first."
Mu Ke, who was a step slower, pursed his lips and said nothing, Mu Sicheng triumphantly shook his eyes, holding Bai Liu’s shoulder and walking forward: "Walk, I will take you, the old man, to understand the young man. Trend."
As a result, just after putting on Bai Liu's shoulder, Mu Sicheng felt that the hand was not right. Looking back, he found that Spades had held Bai Liu's shoulders without knowing when, and he had put them in Spades' hands.
Spades stared at Mu Sicheng blankly: "What trend?"
Mu Sicheng took back his tingling hands that had been pinched by spades, and snorted anxiously: "It's your shit, you don't understand the trend!"
It turns out that although Spades doesn't understand trends, he really fits the trends.
Mu Sicheng hugged his chest, sat on a sofa chair with gloomy eyes, shaking his legs while watching the spades. Wearing a red and black contrasting wide sportswear, he wore a sports tie with a width of four to five centimeters on his head. Bring it out, the lower body is a pair of loose five-point sweatpants, showing strong and strong calves.
This shit lizard is too tall. It is nearly 1.9 meters tall and walks two steps casually in sportswear. It feels like a professional athlete. The short hair is tied up with a strap, showing the overly impactful facial features, but this There was no expression on Zhang's exquisitely over-handed face, and when he glanced back condescendingly, he felt a strong sense of oppression.
There is a kind of aggressiveness that this person will attack at any time.
Mu Sicheng and Spades looked at each other for 30 seconds. He looked away in frustration and annoyance. He angrily hammered the sofa chair. Damn it, he lost!
Also in sportswear, Spades is like a cool guy, he is like a fucking monkey jumping up and down!
"This body..." Bai Liu put on a hesitant voice from the fitting room, and at the same time he opened the curtain with one hand and raised his eyes to look at everyone, "Who chose me?"
Everyone's eyes moved over, and then there was a pause.
Mu Sicheng jumped up with a bright light before his eyes, compared with a victory yes gesture: "My grass! I said this one will suit you very well!"
Bai Liu wore a tight-fitting racing suit of red, black and gold, and a short jacket with padded shoulders on his upper body.
The tight-fitting racing suit outlines Bai Liu's tight waist. His legs are tight and smooth. He just simply lifts the curtain and stands there and looks straight and straight. His standing posture is exceptionally standard and beautiful. His coat It was not tightened, and slightly opened. From the open jacket, you could see that Bai Liu's racing suit was zippered, with only a zipper on the back, which was pulled from the beginning to the end.
Bai Liu had a matching helmet stuck under his right hand, and his half-length hair fell aside because of his change of clothes. He raised his head and glanced around at everyone who stared at him, his tone was light: "It doesn't seem to suit me."
"Why!!" Mu Sicheng objected hoarsely, "It suits you very well!!"
Seeing that Bai Liu was unmoved, Mu Sicheng couldn't help but began to persuade him in a persuasive way: "Look at you. I always borrow my motorcycle to ride. Isn't it a natural thing to have a racing suit?"
"This racing suit is also equipped with a helmet, so you will be safer to ride in the future, and it fully meets your requirements! Safe, sporty and durable!"
Mu Sicheng swiftly gestured Bai Liu from head to toe with his hands, and said very powerfully, "Moreover, it's cool and handsome!"
"But it's not everyday." Bai Liu said calmly, "What am I going to do in this suit? Racing? I don't play racing."
Mu Sicheng had nothing to say, but when Bai Liu was about to go in and change his clothes, he did not give up and persuaded him: "I am playing. You can wear this next to me while I am playing and cheer for me. "
His words are pitiful, and it seems that he has planned for a long time. He really wants Bai Liu to play other games he likes with him!
After all, in reality, he has no other friends to play with.
Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng indifferently: "Then what am I? A racing girl?"
Mu Sicheng glanced at Bai Liu’s half-length hair, then glanced at Bai Liu’s waist, and began to touch his chin to think seriously: "You might really be able to pretend to be, with your figure, put two fake breasts on me. There should be a lot of people in our team who want to chase you after a battle..."
Bai Liu didn't wait for Mu Sicheng's poverty to finish, and closed the curtain to isolate this person.
After a while, Bai Liu's voice came from the curtain: "Let the spades come in."
Mu Sicheng was stunned for a moment: "What did you let him in for?"
"Help me pull the zipper." Bai Liu's voice was steady, "I can't pull it."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
He walked to the spades with a strange expression: "Hey, Bai Liu will let you pass."
Spades glanced at him, and his tone suddenly turned cold: "Bai Liu won't wear this dress to cheer you on."
"Others in your convoy are not allowed to chase him."
Mu Sicheng's anger came up at once, and he retorted with a smile: "What can I do after chasing you?"
Spades pulled off his headband, turned to look at Mu Sicheng, and blinked slowly. A silver-blue halo flashed from his iris, and his tone was calm: "Bai Liu said to me, We are playing a game called love, and we can only have each other."
"If they violate the rules of the game between Bai Liu and me, I will kill them, contaminate them into monsters, and then bring Bai Liu back into the game and play the game with me alone."
After he finished speaking, he wiped from the side of Mu Sicheng's shoulder, and with a provocative force, he wiped Mu Sicheng's shoulders crooked, but there was still no expression on the face of Spades.
Mu Sicheng's scalp almost exploded. After a while, he began to grinning and rubbing his pained shoulder.
His back was slightly wet with cold sweat oozing from the confrontation just now.
Just now the spades are true... This monster has not yet established a normal social cognition. He has no feelings for ordinary people in this world.
He would really kill people because of Bai Liu.
"Fuck." Mu Sicheng looked at the back of the spades who opened the curtain and bowed his head slightly and walked into the white willow fitting room.
This monster... If Bai Liu doesn't want him, I don't know what he will do.
Spades walked into Bai Liu's fitting room, but before Bai Liu spoke, the man hugged Bai Liu from behind, with a low tone: "...Don't cheer him on."
Bai Liu quickly realized what Spades had heard. He lowered his eyes, chuckled, and patted the head of Spades buried on his shoulders: "Mu Sicheng is looking for someone to play with him."
"How about taking you to see him playing racing?"
Spades paused: "Wear this suit?"
"Do you think this body looks good?" Bai Liu asked.
"Good-looking." Spades said coldly, "but you will be chased by others without wearing this suit."
"I don't like this too much either." Bai Liu nodded in agreement, "I can't wear it everyday, the price is low, I don't want to buy this..."
Spades abruptly interrupted Bai Liu's words: "Buy."
Bai Liu: "..."
… There is a subtle ominous premonition.
The spades stared straight at him: "It looks good, go out without wearing it, buy it."
Bai Liu: "..."
In this way, the cost-effectiveness of using this racing suit is too low.
I finally bought it.
When Bai Liu bought this racing suit, Mu Sicheng, who was happily ready to pay and swipe his card, just went to the checkout counter and found that he had already swiped it all.
Mu Sicheng looked at the two dozen racing suits slipping on the stage in astonishment, and pointed at these clothes: "Is this all Bai Liu bought?"
"No." The front desk checked the bill and replied respectfully, "It was paid by a card called Mr. Lu Yizhan."
Mu Sicheng was full of question marks: "The bill paid by Lu Yizhan?!"
On the other end, Spades also tried to win a blue and white uniform-style racing suit. Bai Liu's eyelids jumped and stopped him: "No, I can't buy it anymore, I bought enough clothes for me."
"Okay." The spades put down regretfully, and soon his eyes moved to another place. "There are other clothes."
"I have bought enough other clothes." Bai Liu calmly stopped the eager spades. "There are other stores that haven't visited. Do you just want me to wear sportswear?"
After Bai Liu finished speaking, he shifted his gaze down and looked at the card in Spades's hand: "Lu Yizhan did the card for you?"
"Yeah." Spades answered honestly. "He said that I always have a place to get money when I come out. When I want to spend money, I can use my points to exchange money into it."
Spades don't have an ID card, so this card can only be made with Lu Yizhan's own ID card. Bai Liu stroked his chin thoughtfully and asked, "How many points did you redeem?"
Spades: "One point."
Bai Liu stretched out his hand: "Give me the card. I'll check your bank card balance."
Lu Yizhan was working in despair, and suddenly received a text message:
xx bank, hello, your bank card with the ending number xxxx will pay RMB 78011.3 through your account at 11:17 on September 22, with an account balance of 679202...
After receiving the text message, Lu Yizhan looked at the long string of zeros at the back of his balance, and he cracked it completely:? ? ?
Didn't he repeatedly emphasize that the amount of spades should be used, and he must not exchange more! How many points did the spades exchange for? There is no upper limit for the points and money exchange of the system, and there is no need to wait. This guy will not redeem all his points all at once!
Spades was the champion last year and the most popular league player for two consecutive years. He has the largest gambling pool in the game. If all his points are converted into money and then spent, Nima will cause a financial storm. Cause the world turmoil!
Lu Yizhan was dizzy while holding his mobile phone.
The author has something to say: Later:
A review book about the financial turmoil I almost caused a global financial crisis in order to buy clothes for my boyfriend by spades
Recipient: Lu Yizhan
Supervisor: Bai Liu