The palms tightened slightly, and there was a hint of threat in the eyes. Zuo Panqing couldn't break free, turned around and looked at the elders: "Mom and Dad haven't finished eating yet. We'll go after eating.
"No, no, you go." Zuo Zhenggang waved his hand: "There seems to be a department store next to here. You just happened to go shopping."
"Yes, yes." Wen Xuefeng echoed: "Let's go shopping for a while. We are older, eat slowly, and have time."
"I—" Zuo Panqing wanted to say something, but Gu Xuewen took her hand: "Let's go. My dear fiancee, please go shopping with me."
Holding Zuo Panqing's hand, she spoke the three words dear very lightly, and regardless of the flashing stare in Zuo Panqing's eyes, she forcefully took her out of the hotel room without giving her a chance to refuse.
As soon as he left the restaurant, Zuo Panqing quickly shook off Gu Xuewen's hand: "Gu, what do you want?"
"buying clothes."
"You go by yourself." Acting is just in front of parents, to make parents let go of their guard, Zuo Panqing doesn't have that much patience with him.
"Really?" With a lazy tone, he shrugged indifferently: "Okay then, I'll go back and tell your parents that you poured that cup of tea on me on purpose just now. Then tell them that you don't want to accompany me." I go shopping—"
"You're talking nonsense." Zuo Panqing raised her brows high: "Who do you say did it on purpose?"
Gu Xuewen pursed his lips slightly, with a smirk on his face.
That clear look made Zuo Panqing's teeth itch, she clenched her fists, and nodded bitterly at him: "You're ruthless."
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department store.
At noon, there were no people around, and some shop assistants in the men's clothing department were yawning and chatting.
Suddenly, I saw a man walking in with a woman.
The woman kept waving her hands, trying to shake off the man's hand, but was forced into one of the counters by the man. At this time, everyone's eyes were on the man's pants—
Professional, professional. Putting on a smiling face, the clerk concentrated and walked towards the couple. After taking two steps, he saw that the couple had already stood in front of the hanger.
"Honey—" the woman turned around and looked at the hands held together by the two. The voice was so loud that a shop could hear it: "I think you should buy a few more pairs of pants and put them in the car. Next time you get incontinent again, you don't have to buy them again."
Urinary incontinence
puff. The clerk staggered, holding on to the hanger beside him to stabilize his body.
"Ahem—" There was another clerk who was drinking water. When he heard this, he choked on a sip of water and didn't recover for a long time.
"Zuo Panqing."
Gu Xuewen's lips were tightly pursed, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes. There was a bit of anger in the lowered voice.
Zuo Panqing didn't care, and raised the corners of her mouth with a coquettish look: "You really are. Although this urinary incontinence is not a serious problem, it still needs to be treated. I told you a long time ago, I told you to see a doctor, you must Don't go out of face. Look at your current state, how bad it is."
Considerately picked up a pair of trousers and stuffed them into Gu Xuewen's hands, looking at his already ashen face, with a gentle expression: "Hurry up and change. I'll wait for you."
Gu Xuewen stood there motionless, the air around him began to be gloomy and gloomy.
Zuo Panqing suddenly felt that the temperature of the air conditioner was turned on a little low, but her smile became brighter and brighter: "Hurry up and change it. Otherwise, it will be too wet there. By the way. Shouldn't you go to the bathroom first? Otherwise, it will be a while." If you become incontinent again, wouldn't you be troublesome?"
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The third update today. Pan Qing mighty? How am I? I am a good boy. You must praise me. To take care of me. Want to bookmark me. Be nice to me. otherwise. I won't add more next time.
correct. Come on, everyone bet. Guess, how will Gu Xuewen fight back tomorrow? Is it Gu Ying? Or left to win
Ha ha. Be sure to drink water while reading the article. . . . .