Chapter 872

She doesn't want to be labeled coquettish.

I'm so shy.

It's really shameful.

And shame.

"It's up to you to love." Man's voice light, cold, a pay you at will, you love how on how appearance.

Yang an regretted it.

Her cell phone is always in her hand.

But because she wants to face, because she doesn't want to let Yu se see her in Meng Hanzhou shirt, she never asks Yu se for help.

Now she wants to ask Yu se for help.

In short, we must not be driven out of the car like this.

That's a shame.

Yang an took out his mobile phone and began to send messages to Yu se.

As a result, after sending, she looked at it again and again, confused.

I can't send it.

Yes, I can't send the reply that I sent several times in a row.

Because it can't be sent out, there are exclamation marks in the dialog box.

"Meng Hanzhou, did you do it? Why can't I send messages on my mobile phone? "

Meng Hanzhou casually turned the steering wheel, "it's overdue."

Yang an immediately rummaged through the mobile phone information, and then saw the message reminding her that the mobile phone was in arrears, she wanted to cry without tears.

Her cell phone has been restricted from outgoing and incoming calls.

There is no flow.

Therefore, it is impossible to make a phone call or send a message.

Looked and looked, she pitifully looked at Meng Hanzhou, "lend me your mobile phone to make a call, OK?" To ask for help is to have the attitude of asking for help. She asked Meng Hanzhou in a soft voice.

But in my heart, I said hello to all the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

It's his uncle's.

But for him, she would not be so miserable now.

Wearing only one of his shirts, it's all over the street.

I'm so ashamed.

"Whatever, but Yu se is in military training now. Are you sure she can answer your phone?"

I don't think so.

Just want to take Meng Hanzhou's mobile phone hand down again.

NTU's military training is very formal. Unless it's more than ten minutes after the break, even if the mobile phone rings through the sky, it can't answer.

It's discipline.

Violation of discipline will be punished.

Yang an helplessly sat in the seat of the co driver. The more he looked at Meng Hanzhou, the more disgusting he was.

Suddenly, she thought of a thing, "eh, how can I not have mu chengzhuo's call in my mobile phone? Why didn't he call me today? Don't you want to cheat me? "

Meng Hanzhou looked at Yang an, "he is very busy."

"Busy cheating another one?"

"I can't cheat you. Except for those with intelligence like you, you should never cheat any more."

"You owe me money."

"Did I say you owe money for your IQ?"

"You mean I owe my IQ. Meng Hanzhou, don't bully me all the time. You bully me. I know that."

But it's fun to bully you.

But Meng Hanzhou didn't say that.

The car suddenly made a turn.

Without the slightest precaution, Yang an's body shakes violently, and then involuntarily leans on Meng Hanzhou's body.

She didn't rely on him.

She would rather lean against his door than against him.

But the turn was fast, sharp and big. She couldn't control her body, so she bumped into him.

"Do you like to throw yourself away so much?" Meng Hanzhou said with a low smile that he was in a good mood.

"You're the one who loves to throw yourself in the arms."

"I do. You go on."

Yang an: "yes."

She said she was going to be mad.

I feel at a loss.

Just before she could guess where he was going, the car turned a corner and quietly stopped at the side of the road.

Yang an can see it in a daze.

I found that there were few people on this street. It seemed that it was a newly developed block. Almost all the stores along the street were closed. Only one store on one side of the parking place of this car was opened.

It's a boutique.

"You Are you going to give me clothes? " After scanning the name of the store, it seems to be a shop for customized clothes.

So, even if you go in, you may not be able to find clothes that fit her size.

Custom made.

She didn't make clothes here.

Besides, she doesn't want to get out of the car now, ah.

"If you don't accept it, you can leave now." Meng Hanzhou light, a pay please your casual appearance.

Yang an is not calm.She didn't dare to leave like this.

Even if she took a taxi to Nantah, she did not dare to enter the school like this.

"Don't you get off yet?"

"Oh." Yang an was confused, and then she chose to compromise.

Why don't people give you clothes? Don't give them away.

Even if it's a sample of custom-made clothes, it's better than none.

She gently pushed open the door, the result is to go down, a long windbreaker wrapped in her body.

When she was stunned, the man in front of her had already walked into the boutique.

Yang an had to follow in.

As soon as I went in, I was attracted by the clothes in the store.

She's not a stranger.

Although she seldom stepped into the upper class circle of T City, she met many people.

The style of clothes here is in line with the style of the upper class.

She once heard people say that the rutting of such clothes is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

It's expensive.

She is looking at Lengleng, a female welcome up, "Miss, please come with me."

"Oh, oh." Yang an discovered that she had lost Meng Hanzhou. As far as she could see, there was no man.

Yang was introduced to a small fitting room.

As soon as I went in, I hung three clothes face to face.

A light pink one.

A beige one.

A light purple one.

They are all the colors of young girls.

The female usher took down the light pink one and led Yang An'an into the compartment, "I'll change it for you."

"No, I'll change it myself."

The woman hesitated, but agreed, "OK, I'll stay outside. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time."

"Good." Yang an went in with his clothes.

This style is really beautiful.

It's retro and foreign.

She's seen people wear something like this before.

But I've seen people wear far less beautiful than what she's wearing now.

She can wear it.

So you don't need help.

When I took off my coat and was about to start the test, there was another voice from the outside: "Miss, may I open the door? I've brought you underwear. "

"Yes, give it to me quickly." What she misses most now is underwear.

It's too timely.

She's going crazy without underwear.

Then comes in, is precisely with this will try on the light pink long skirt matches the color underwear.

One by one put on, through the mirror in the dressing room, she saw herself.

At this moment, my mind immediately overflowed with a word, people rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles.

Is this her?

It doesn't seem to be her.

This is a fairy.

Beautiful fairy.

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