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the water cup is pushed towards Qin Mu's direction. Even if Qin Mu's reaction is fast, it is inevitable to completely avoid the water from the cup.
I saw a big piece of wet on her white shirt.
She frowned. This dress is the first one she wears today. She still likes it.
Qin Mu can't stand being splashed with water.
Rub to stand up, pick up the cup of fruit juice that song Ruoxi had drunk, and splash it on Qin Sichu's body.
Qin Sichu has always been on the route of a young girl. Today, he went out wearing a light pink dress.
The yellow juice seeps into the light pink skirt, and drops down the large piece of juice.
The front of a large skirt, are all yellow liquid, ugly is very, the skirt is completely destroyed.
Qin Sichu's face is green. He looks at Qin Mu ferociously. "Qin Mu, you are crazy!"
Qin Mu smiled faintly, "courtesy goes hand in hand."
Who told her to knock over her water first.
Qin Sichu's face has been green for a long time. He wants to slap Qin Muyi, but there are too many guests in the hotpot shop.
They had a dispute here. Everyone looked at it one after another. Qin Sichu could not afford to lose his face in front of everyone.
After holding it for a long time, she was scolded by biting her back teeth. "Qin Mu, you are so ill bred. Do you know how much my skirt is worth?"
In my heart, I scolded Qin Mu severely.
Chu Rou is also helping out. "That's Qin Mu. It's the first time to wear this dress. Can you afford it?"
Qin Mu watched them sing and play together, and he laughed. "It's a coincidence that the clothes on my body are ten thousand yuan, or you two will pay for my clothes first, and then I will pay for your skirt!"
"If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. You lie and cheat. This is a local stall!"
Chu Rou's vision is no worse than Qin Sichu's, but she doesn't believe that Qin Mu can wear such expensive clothes, which must be fakes.
"It's the two of you who can't afford it!" Qin Mu's helplessness.
This shirt, bought by Yan Lishu and other clothes, has been put in the wardrobe. Today, she picked it out and put it on.
I'm not sure about the price, but it's never cheap.
Song ruo's Ci poetry is the orthodox Miss Qianjin, which is much better than Qin Sichu and Chu Rou, who are half-way monks.
Although she is not good at learning, her mother has taught herself these things since childhood.
Song ruo's words smiled. "Qin Mu's dress is the latest one designed by Lijia. It's limited to 20 pieces. The price of a dress is about 50000!"
At the first sight of Qin Mu, she saw it.
I thought that Yan Lishu was really good to Qin Muke. I bought clothes of 50000 yuan without blinking an eye.
It's estimated that Qin Mu himself doesn't know the specific price of this dress, otherwise, how could he say that it's small ten thousand yuan.
Chu Rou and Qin Sichu both recognize that this is Lijia's latest model, but they did not expect that the price would be so expensive, even Qin Mu himself was shocked.
What she is wearing is not clothes, but RMB.
"This dress can't be stained with water. It will be scrapped as soon as it is touched with water. How about it? Do you pay for it or not?" Song Ruo CI holds his chest in both hands and looks at their faces with a smile, one green and the other white.
Qin Sichu's clothes are more than 4000 yuan. Qin Mu's clothes are more than ten times her.