You'er asked curiously, looking at the female shop assistants in front of him who were obsessed with him, "Oh, there really are nymphos everywhere. Is he that good-looking?"
The answer is definitely yes, he does have the capital to attract bees and butterflies.
"Handsome guy, we have a few new clothes in our store, do you want to try them on?"
A nymphomaniac clerk walked up to him in a semi-confused state and asked softly.
"Sister, if you look at me like this, someone will be jealous."
Nangong also glanced at You'er pointedly, with a malicious look on his face.
"Uh! I'm sorry!"
The female clerk's face turned red with embarrassment and she apologized nervously.
Youer simply ignored him and looked around. He found that the clothes here were quite nice and the clerk looked good! It was okay. There were a few red sofas and chairs by the window, which should be places for customers to rest, so he didn't do anything.
Walked over without hesitation.
With Yaya's head, You'er discovered that Nangong Yi was indeed a clothes hanger. No matter what kind of clothes he wore, his worth would immediately double as long as he wore them, no matter how beautiful he looked.
There is a kind of person, it is not the clothes that decorate him, but he who decorates the clothes. It is not a matter of price or brand, but his own temperament and momentum. Youer thought, Bingshan belongs to this type!
"Yu Yishan, you are spying on me."
Nangong Yi's evil voice sounded from behind.
Youer turned around and saw that charming handsome face. He was wearing a loose black T-shirt, a pair of black casual trousers, and a pair of white sneakers. A faint dark aura lingered around him.
It was obviously ordinary clothes, but when he wore them like this, they looked incredibly good.
"What does voyeurism mean? Bingshan, I am an aboveboard observer, okay?"
You'er raised his head and looked at him with a smile.
What a joke, does she need to be peeping? So what if she is peeping? I secretly sighed at the injustice of God, Yaya, how could he be so good-looking!
"Let's go, take these."
Nangong also stuffed a lot of bags into her arms. He found that it felt good to have a coolie following him to take things.
"Ya-Ya, you've got a brain, you don't have any hands on your own!"
Youer complained, but still took all the big and small bags of clothes in his hands.
"Yes, but it's not as useful to you."
The weather was cooler in the evening, and people who stayed up late at night began to take action. On the street, the bustling crowd squeezed the two people away from time to time.