Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

When shopping with Xu Yong, An Xia naturally spent money.

No way, the clothes An Xia bought were really expensive, so expensive that Tong Xiaoguan, who accompanied him, swallowed silently.

Be good!

A cashmere scarf, tens of thousands!

Ordinary gloves, thousands of them.

Coat, tens of thousands.

Long-sleeved T-shirt, thousands of years old.

Trousers, tens of thousands.

…

They were all recommended by the clerk, and basically what they recommended. An Xia, who was sitting and looking at the goods, nodded, saying that he was okay.

Tong Xiaoguan couldn't help it anymore, and reached An Xia's ears, and whispered, "Big Brother, do you want to try? Try again to see if it's appropriate."

Ah, as poor as her, you have to think twice about buying a dress that is several hundred large.

And their eldest brother, An Xia, has tens of thousands of clothes in a single pick.

It feels like it’s not money to spend, it’s to enjoy it.

An Xia said indifferently: "No need, tired."

I have always disliked trying on clothes. In the past, designers sent new clothes on time every quarter. Now, I have to go to the store to choose them.

She doesn't like shopping, it's a waste of time.

It is better to move your muscles and bones, go to the shooting range to practice marksmanship, and go to the fighting room to find and learn from each other.

There are no conditions right now, and I can only bear it if I want to.

Tong Xiaoguan had nothing to say.

It was too tiring to try on clothes, but it was not clothes, but enjoyment.

Look at Xu Yong again.

Tong Xiaoguan looked away silently.

There are indeed a few brushes for men who can be favored by the older brother.

I don't worry about being looked down upon because I can't afford it. On the contrary, a very serious clerk communicated that this piece of clothing has a thread, and this piece of clothing needs to be ironed.

"The hem of the trousers needs to be ironed and there are some wrinkles."

"Okay, sir."

"There is this kind of crease clothes ironed together."

"Okay, I will arrange it now."

The clerk obeyed them one by one, without a word of objection.

She mistakenly thought Xu Yong was An Xia's personal butler.

Many wealthy people in Changhai City will hire private butlers, and they see a lot. Xu Yong's various performances are no different from those of private butlers, and it is easy to be misunderstood.

It took about an hour before An Xia got all the clothes for the season.

Like last time, let the store arrange vehicles to send to school.

She can only sit two people in both supercars, and there are too many clothes to store.

As for Xu Yong, he came by himself by taxi.

When it comes to Chinese food, Anxia chooses the nearest restaurant and chooses the famous Nanpai restaurant on the 48th floor of the central square.

The price is naturally not delicate.

It's still a price that Xu Yong can't afford.

But with him, An Xia didn't need to do anything by himself, Xu Yonghui made the arrangements clearly, and An Xia didn't need to worry about it at all.

Thoughtful to the point of not feeding An Xia Jiacai.

He thought, was rejected by An Xia.

The accompanying Tong Xiao watched Xu Yong's thoughtfulness and secretly sent text messages to two roommates in the library who hadn't gone out, and said, "I finally know why Chang Gongzi lost to Xu Yong!"

"To put it to the heart, it's me, being so attentive and caring for me by myself, I will be moved too!"

After that, I secretly picked up the phone and recorded the video to my roommate.

The lens had just met Xu Yong. In the lens, Xu Yong, who carefully turned the disc, raised his eyes and looked over.

Tong Xiaoguan was taken aback, and hurriedly hid his mobile phone.

Embarrassed, was discovered.

Xu Yong didn't say anything. After smiling, he asked An Xia, "Are there any other arrangements in the afternoon? Do you want to go to the park for a walk?"

Shopping with him was already reluctant, and he pushed Tong Xiaoguan up, and didn't feel cold all the way.

Go to the park with him again, needless to say, An Xia will throw Xu Yong off halfway.

With a faint smile: "I'm tired, let's go shopping next time. Let's go back to school for dinner."

He paused, and asked Xu Yong again, "What about you? Why don't you go back to the store? Asking for leave to go shopping with me will affect your work?"

"It's okay. I and another colleague will take a break. It won't affect me." Xu Yong smiled, looking at An Xia's eyes, like the sea, with hidden love inside, "Actually, I want to accompany you more. "