For other goods, Cheng Lele doesn't look at them. He points to them and places them in the window.
"I want that belt. Wrap it for me."
"Yes, miss. That belt is the main product of this issue. It's our exclusive limited edition. You picked it as soon as it was put on the shelves."
Cheng Lele was very happy to hear it. Her eyes were so fierce that she took a fancy to the limited edition of the store at a glance, or just this one.
The housekeeper frowned and said, "Miss Lele, this is a man's belt."
"I know."
The housekeeper was almost in a hurry. She knew that it was the man who went to buy it, but the lady was dazed?
Because she knew it was a man's leather belt, because she felt in the first place, so she wanted to buy it for him.
In another ten days, Zheng Junan's 28th birthday, she will take this belt as a birthday present and give it to him.
The shop assistant carefully took the belt and quickly smiled and complimented, "I envy your boyfriend. Your girlfriend is lovely and considerate. I really envy others."
"Girlfriend" is a strange pronoun for Cheng Lele. Thinking of him in her heart, she is very happy.
The belt is packed one by one in exquisite packing cartons. Cheng Lele is in a good mood with his shopping bag.
"This gift is for Zheng Junan?" Asked Jane Xiaolu.
Cheng Lele's face appeared a coquettish color and nodded unconcerned, "yes, there are still ten days left. It's brother Jun'an's birthday. I want to give it to him as a birthday present."
When it comes to his birthday, Jane suddenly remembers that with Ye Jincheng for such a long time, she knows little about him. It seems that she doesn't even know when his birthday is.
So, what does Cheng Lele think of? She gently shakes Jane's arm. "Goddess, it seems that brother Jincheng and brother Jun'an have the same birthday. What are you going to prepare for him?"
Cheng Lele blinks his eyes and asks curiously.
"This... I didn't think of it for the moment." Even the last coat of the same type was bought under the strong encouragement of sister Jiang.
This time, Jane does not know what to send.
They continued to stroll and came to the women's clothing store on the third floor.
He wandered around several shops, shaking back and forth in the disdainful eyes of the waitress. Cheng Lele, worried about a small face, sat on the chair in the lounge for a while to rest.
"Lele, you've been shopping for so long. Do you have any clothes you like?"
Cheng Lele sighed and shook his head. It's not that she doesn't like those clothes, on the contrary, she likes them very much.
In her impulse to buy at the same time, there is a voice in her heart refused to stop her action.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Lele sighed several times.
"I like it, but I want to try different styles."
The adjective "cute" has been following her since she was in primary school. No matter who sees her first impression, besides cute or cute, can't she be separated from cute?
Jane Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, and Cheng Lele's words, which he said with a smile, appeared in her mind.
She said that she wanted to be a charming lady, not a silly little Lori.
She said to Cheng Lele, "you are the only one. Don't change your style to cater to other people's preferences. That will only make you lose your characteristics and become more unlike yourself. This is not Lele's style."
Smell speech, she hangs small head, delicate eyebrows twist together, tangled for a long time, this just forcefully point head.
"Goddess, you are right. No matter what, I want to live my wonderful life." Whether brother Jun'an likes it or not, she should stick to herself.
Cheng Lele, who accepted the guidance, was full of fighting spirit. As early as before the break, they passed a women's clothing store called "moving clothes". She also went in and looked at it a few more times. She liked the small white coat with pearls inlaid on the edge of the model. Now she wanted to buy it.
"That's right."
Jian Xiaolu and Cheng Lele went back to the store.
She has come twice, and the clerk has already known her, and is particularly impressed with her.
Wearing a famous brand, but hesitated in front of a coat.
Go straight to the model, the bright white color makes her want to touch.
"Hello, please do not touch our products unless you buy them." The clerk had a flash of contempt.
"Well, so I'm going to buy it." Touch the texture of the coat, the material is not bad.
Now that I can buy it, why don't I say it twice? I'm going to buy it now. What's more, I still touch it on my clothes. If it gets dirty, I can't sell it.
Thinking of this, the clerk frowned, his face was already unhappy, and said in a very strong voice: "please pay first, please swipe the card or cash?"
"That white coat, please wrap it for me."Before Cheng Lele could speak, a voice came from behind.
Hearing this, the assistant's attitude changed a hundred and eighty degrees. He quickly peeled off the clothes on the model and walked to the woman's side like he was eager to ask for credit and reward.
"Here you are, Miss Fu."
Hearing this familiar surname, Jane turns around, and Cheng Lele looks angrily at Fu Yue, who takes her beloved coat.
Both of them looked at each other in a daze.
Jian Xiaolu's expression is indifferent. In the moment when Fu Yue sees her clearly, the flames of hatred quickly appear in her eyes.
Microblog things gradually subsided, forum posts eventually deleted, her impact is not small.
From her father's mouth, she seems to have offended some people in Jincheng entertainment. Ye Jincheng opened a dignified mouth. How dare the people below not sell face.
First, the work was forced to go offline without any reason, and then various scandals broke out, which made her unable to raise her head and become the laughingstock of her relatives and friends.
How can Fu Yue swallow this tone.
After many days of being depressed, she finally agreed to go shopping with her best friend under the comfort of her best friend.
Who knows, God has eyes, unexpectedly let her meet Jane Xiaolu again.
One side's girlfriends have already noticed the secret flow between the two people. More clearly, they know that the woman standing in front of them with a little girl like a doll is Jane Xiaolu who makes Fu Yue crazy.
My girlfriend gently touched next month and signaled her not to do anything rash in the shop.
"I bought the clothes first. Why did you give them to her?" Cheng Lele asked the assistant unhappily.
Do you know what it means to come first, then arrive.
The clerk looked up and down at Cheng Lele with scornful eyes. "She's a senior VIP in our store, aren't you?"
The big red lips painted by Fu Yue are full of smiles, and they look at Jian Xiaolu and Cheng Lele with contempt.
I'm a schemer. Bitch, take one. Milk. Stinky little. Fart. Kid, weak.