As soon as she saw the black card that Wan Qixian took out, she knew that she must be rich or noble. The salesperson quickly took it respectfully and went to swipe the card...
"A grown man with such long hair looks like a sissy pretty at first glance. I didn't expect that I guessed it right. He actually asked a woman to buy clothes for you, you soft-boiled man!" At this time, a thick and rude voice never sounded in the distance.
A man with long hair refers to Jun Bu Zui...
Wan Qixian followed the sound and saw the man who was speaking. He was tall and thick, and he was wearing a suit that was obviously worth a lot of money. It matched his beer belly and made people feel discordant no matter how he looked at it.
"Beauty, you are so beautiful, so you naturally need a man to take care of you. What's the point of raising a pretty boy like you? How about you become a brother? I will definitely treat you like a baby!" The man looked at her with a squinting look. With ten thousand immortals.
"Pretty boy? A soft-boiled boy?" Wan Qixian narrowed her eyes dangerously. She was already a little angry when she heard Jun Buzui being said that. Wan Qixian sneered, "My aunt likes him and is willing to buy him clothes. You don't look at your own virtues, and you don't know how to take a look at yourself before talking to my aunt. Do you think my aunt cares about your love for a cat and a dog? It's okay for you to treat your aunt like an ancestor!"
"You..." Wan Qixian's words made the beer-bellied man so angry that his whole face turned red instantly. He pointed at Wan Qixian and roared: "What the hell! You stinker" Bitch! I've given you some shame, don't you? Do you know who I am? I'm in charge of this whole area! It's your blessing that you've been cultivating for eight lifetimes. How dare you? Disrespect me! I tell you! You are dead!"
There were deep creases between Jun Bu Zui's cold brows. Originally, he didn't think it was a big deal when he heard this man slandering him. But when he heard this man was so disrespectful to Wan Qixian, Jun Bu Zui became angry. …
"Pa!" He reached out and grabbed the wrist of the man's hand pointing at Wan Qixian, and twisted it in the opposite direction.
"Ah!!" The man suddenly screamed.
"Apologise." Jun Buzui said in a cold voice.
As he spoke, the strength on his hand increased a bit, but his face still had a cold and indifferent expression. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be difficult for people to think that he had such powerful lethality. .
"Yes... I'm sorry!!" The man shouted hoarsely, his face turned pale in pain and his head was covered in cold sweat.
"Get out." Jun Buzui threw him away violently.
The man was rolling on the ground in pain, but he was afraid of Jun Buzui's skill, so he rolled and crawled away.
"Baby, you looked so handsome just now, you were so charming~" Wan Qixian put his arms around Jun Buzui's neck and kissed him on the face as if no one else was watching.
Jun Buzui's face turned slightly red, and he instinctively hugged Wan Qixian's waist.
At this time, the salesperson also swiped the card, handed it to Wan Qixian, and put the Taoist robe that Jun Buzui had taken off into a bag.
After grabbing the items, the two left the specialty store and headed to the next one.
After walking around the men's clothing area, Wan Qixian bought four or five sets of clothes for Jun Buzui. He was good-looking and looked good in anything he wore, so Wan Qixian wanted to buy him whatever he saw.
After browsing the men's clothing area, the two went to the women's clothing area upstairs.
When I first went up, I didn't expect that it was an underwear store.