When the shopkeeper saw her fretting, she opened the bottle cap of perfume and reached the pale nose.
lead a person to endless aftertastes. If you do not see perfume bottles, you will never believe that it is perfume. It is true that the fragrance of flowers really gives people a feeling of endless aftertaste.
so, you know it's a very high perfume, "this... It's very expensive
"It's not expensive to give it to someone who knows the goods. It's for you, girl." The manager's smile is very sincere, she is sincere to give Yu se.
I'm really sorry, "no, I don't need it." Yang Anan waved his hand and refused to take it. Then he took the perfume he chose before and took it away.
, but the shop keeper refused to let her go. After all, he caught up with the two of them. He put perfume in Yang Anan's bag and shouted, "girl, thank you very much today."
Sincere gratitude is the metaphor of gratitude in her heart. If there is no metaphor, she will lose money and reputation today, and she will lose a lot.
"No thanks." Yu se waved her hand, but she accepted it. It would be good if she would come to visit more often.
Even if she doesn't use cosmetics very much, there are baby sponges, toothbrushes, toothpaste and so on.
Seeing that she left the cosmetics store, Yang an hit Yu se with a fist when she settled down. "How do you know that woman has a leaf on her body?"
"Because the erythema on her face was caused by a grass allergy."
"You are really good at metaphor. You can determine how you got it by looking at the red spot. It's amazing." Yang an looked at metaphor with adoration on his face.
However, the expression of Yang An'an's worship is gloomy.
She can treat some small and strange diseases, but like Ann Ma's late stage of breast cancer, she really has no way, think about it, especially helpless.
It's not that you don't want to be cured, but that there is no cure.
Yang An'an walked right past an underwear store. Yang An'an walked in with a metaphor. Then, he said, "do you have sexy underwear?"
Her voice attracted all the people outside the store.
That line of sight, let Yu se want to find a seam to drill in, Yang an this wave of operation let her good shame.
Then, can't stand those eyes, figurative color turns to walk, "you pick, I go out to wait for you."
"Well, it's just for the sake of the beautiful girl." Yang an laughingly looks at the metaphor color to rush out of the store's back and shakes his head.
Yu se went out, only Yang An'an bought it for her.
The shop assistant has come up and pointed to the products in the corner and said, "it's all there, girl. You can choose whatever you like." This is a small number of styles, and people who come to buy usually don't want to make a statement. Therefore, they are usually placed in the corner and let people choose to buy quietly.
People who understand the market will automatically and consciously go to the corner of the store to find what they like, and only those who don't know the trade will find it in the most conspicuous position.
"I don't want it. It's my best friend who just ran out. What size is suitable for her?"
The salesman moved forward two steps in the direction of the metaphor and carefully scanned the figure of the metaphor. Then he said to Yang An'an: "the cup is B, and the waist is one foot seven. Buy it according to this size, right?"
"Yes, choose something beautiful and special. Otherwise, you will miss my friend's business. When I come back, I will only ask you. Even if you change your job and go elsewhere, I will find you."
"All right, pick it now." The salesperson just deliberately moved a little slower, so he wanted to see if yu Se and Yang An'an really swept the goods.
After all, the two girls look too young.
If she was just curious to see the excitement and not buy goods, she would be in vain.
However, from Yang An'an's words, we can see that these two girls are sincere sweepers.
It's a pity for such a young girl to buy this.
Then, according to the size of metaphor, the salesman quickly selected five or six sets and put them in front of Yang An'an, "girl, choose slowly."
Yang An'an has already taken a fancy to it.
So many sets, one for a day, one for a week, is enough.
Yang An'an now has choice difficulty.
It seems that, which set of start will let the man's blood spurt.
She chose it for metaphor.
It can be said that the master is not at the scene.
After thinking about it, Yang An'an directly photographed the beautiful lingerie in front of her, and then sent it directly to metaphorical color Let metonymy choose from the outside. After all, it's bought for the metaphor. Ask about the metaphor is the most reasonable.
When he heard the "Ding" sound of the mobile phone, he subconsciously opened the wechat of the mobile phone, and then he saw pieces of small objects that made people's heart beat faster.
It can be said that the fabric is very simple, but each one is particularly exquisite and beautiful.Yu se only looked at it once, but she couldn't move her eyes. Each set was very good-looking, and she liked it a little bit. She immediately called Yang An'an and said, "An'an, can you buy them all?"
"No problem. Just come in and swipe your card." Yang An'an begins to use his brain to make up for color. Every day, he changes a set of erotic underwear and appears in front of Mo Jingyao. Mo Jingyao must be astonished first and then have nosebleed.
"Oh, good." Yu se got up and hung down his cerebellum bag melon. He went to the cashier's desk as if he had done something wrong.
Over there, Yang An'an has already been accompanied by a salesman. The cashier sweeps the code, takes the metaphorical card for payment, and then packs it and delivers it to Yang An'an. "Two ladies, please take your time. Welcome to visit next time." There are seven sets in total. Xiaogui.
"Well, she bought..." Yang An'an looks at the absolutely exquisite bag in front of her. It is clearly that it was yuse who bought it, but all of them confirmed that it was she who bought it, and metaphor was just a person who paid for her.
"Let's go." Yu se grabs the bag and rushes to the elevator with Yang an. At the moment, she is even embarrassed to stay in the mall on this floor.
What was in the bag was a shame to her.
Out of the elevator, Yu se immediately dials Chen Hao's phone number, and Chen haos answers, "what's the need for Miss Yu?" He likes customers like Yu se best.
He is never picky. He is not picky about how he makes up for the metaphor. Moreover, a girl of natural beauty, such as Yu se, who makes up for her every minute is trying to speak for his craft. How he transforms her into a perfect embodiment.
"I want to learn to make up." It's a small voice.
"You have to learn Learn to make up Chen Hao's first reaction was that the girl wanted to learn how to make up herself and then rob him of his business