As soon as she arrived at the pedestrian street, Tang Xinrou took the 'a little dry' Song Yaoyao to buy a cup of chrysanthemum tea, and said earnestly, "My chrysanthemum tea, drink more, the chrysanthemum tea will kill you!"
Song Yaoyao held the chrysanthemum tea and bulged her cheeks.
"But I want to drink milk tea."
Who wants to drink this kind of bland tea? She doesn't want to!
And she is angry! The only good medicine is my brother.
Tang Xinrou only thought she was losing her temper, and patted her head, "Good boy, if you don't get angry, you will get pimples, don't you want to have pimples all over your face?"
Tang Xinrou shuddered at the thought of the cute little girl with pimples on her face.
In order to protect her little cutie, she decided! Add chrysanthemum tea to Song Yaoyao's daily drink list! Add a little to her thermos every day.
Song Yaoyao took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and asked in a daze, "Will you?"
She hasn't had pimples yet.
"Yes!" Tang Xinrou was very sure.
She has been frightened by her own imagination, she must not let Song Yaoyao get a pimple. After finishing speaking, she dragged Song Yaoyao into the mall, "Let's go, let's go shopping with me!"
This pedestrian street is very prosperous, with shopping buildings in all directions. Today is the weekend again, so people are coming and going.
Because of Song Yaoyao's previous encouragement, Tang Xinrou is full of confidence. If he wants to meet his idol, he must prepare a battle robe!
So, there is today's scene——
Women are naturally very keen on shopping. Song Yaoyao's eyes were dizzy and her legs were weak. Tang Xinrou, who was already fully excited, dragged her into one store after another.
Buy buy buy! Swipe!
When she walked into another women's fashion brand store, Song Yaoyao couldn't move anymore. She waved her hand, but couldn't get up from the chair.
Watching Tang Xinrou try on one piece after another, shuttle back and forth between the fitting room and in front of the mirror, I never get tired of it.
In all fairness, Tang Xinrou is good-looking and has a good figure. The height of 1.7 meters is very superior, with a slender waist and long legs, she looks good in anything.
But Song Yaoyao thought it was weird that she was wearing clothes from this store.
But the shopping guide kept chattering and boasting.
"Oh my beauty, you look so good in this!"
"This dress is almost tailor-made for you. To be honest, beauty, this dress has the best upper body effect I have ever seen!"
Tang Xinrou was overjoyed by the compliment, "Really?" She tugged on the sweater, looked at Song Yaoyao, "Yoyao, is it good-looking?"
She turned around, and the tassels on the sleeves of the sweater followed suit.
Song Yaoyao didn't say whether it looks good or not, but asked, "Do you like it?"
Everyone has different visions, and we don't live for others, the most important thing is that we like it.
"Just... is that okay?"
Tang Xinrou tried on a lot of clothes, but to be honest, she didn't feel amazing. They looked good, but there was something missing.
Hearing what they said, the face of one of the shopping guides suddenly changed, and the enthusiasm in his tone was gone, "Beauty, our clothes are all designed by major international designers, and they are the most popular styles this year. And other people's suggestions are only It can be used as a reference, and the most important thing is that you like it. Don’t you think you look good in your clothes?”
"real?"
Tang Xinrou tugged at the tassel, and asked casually, "How much is this one?"
The shopping guide smiled: "This dress is a new model that just arrived yesterday, so the price is a little higher, twelve thousand eight thousand, look..."
"So expensive?"