"Wait!"

At the critical moment when the man has taken out his mobile phone and is ready to dial the number, Yang Moli stops it in time.

This grandson dares to say anything. Once it reaches the ears of her grandparents, she may not be forced into what kind.

With the lessons learned, she would never allow such things to happen.

Bite her teeth hard, Yang Moli stares at the man, turns and walks towards the waiter.

Some small mood Yang Moli took the clothes in the hands of the waiter and went into the fitting room.

She seldom wears skirts. It's really hard for her to accept such clothes suddenly. However, as long as she thinks of the man who is difficult to do outside, she grits her teeth and decides to give up.

It's better to wear a skirt than to be judged by the family three times!

Just dallying, Qiao yuluo's indifferent voice came from outside. "Not yet?"

"Now Yang Moli clenched her teeth and replied.

After hammering the wall of the fitting room, Yang Moli slowly put on one of the very bright Plaid dresses. The design is simple and generous, with irregular single breasted buttons, and there are pleats on both sides of the skirt. The overall feeling is that it is cute and cute with a trace of little sexy.

Compared with other more sexy skirts, Yang Moli prefers this one, at least compared with those several more conservative.

"Are you ready?" The people outside were obviously impatient.

Yang Moli is not angry, let her try him, urge or him, what he wants in the end.

Yang Moli angrily opened the door of the fitting room, "urge what, urge life!"

At the sound, joylo, who was waiting on the side, turned back.

Black eyes like a fire, see her that moment immediately Ma Rou and a little bit.

Yang Moli was a little uncomfortable staring at him. She turned to look at herself in the mirror. Her skirt was very bright against her skin color, which was really suitable for her.

Is obsessed with their own flourishing beauty, the waiter handed her a pair of flat bottomed, pointed, shallow mouth shoes, "Miss, try this pair of shoes, with your skirt to match."

Yang Moli puffed her cheeks. Anyway, her skirts were worn, and she was not short of a pair of shoes.

Sitting on the side of the square stool to change, and then stood up again.

Not waiting for her to look in the mirror, a cold voice sounded on her side: "I want this one!"

With that, he took a black card from his coat pocket and handed it to the waiter.

Yang Moli's mouth is turned away. What kind of local tycoons are there with her? Her family has a lot of money! If you want to buy her off with money, there is no door!

Bagging the clothes she changed down, when she chased out, the man had already sat on the escalator upstairs.

"Hello, wait for me!"

It's so fast to find her as a tour guide. Who gives it to whom.

Yang Moli kept scolding in her heart, and the expression on her face was not so good.

So that walking in front of the man suddenly stopped, she did not notice, straight hit his back.

"Oh Tears are coming out.

"Can you walk carefully?" Her nose hurt, and Yang Moli was very angry and yelled.

The man hooked his lips and approached her, and the heat hovered between them, "who are we to walk in the end?"

Yang Moli frowned, "if you didn't stop suddenly, how could I have bumped into it?"

"How could you not have noticed that I stopped if you hadn't been half hearted?"

"You -" Yang Moli's lungs are going to be blown up by him.

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