Shopping … was so tiring …
An hour later, Zheng Ren was as tired as a dog.
The shopping street was made of shiny marble, and the smiling store manager was beautiful. Everything was just beautiful on the surface. In less than an hour, Zheng Ren had exhausted all his energy. His head was buzzing with pain, accompanied by nausea, but he did not vomit. However, he was probably close to vomiting the contents of his stomach.
When a woman went shopping, it was equivalent to a transformation. It was the super powerful kind.
It was really scary. That was Zheng Ren's only thought.
Little Yiren was gentle and weak. When she went shopping, the more she walked, the more energetic she became. Looking at her state, it was normal for her to walk home until seven or eight o 'clock in the evening. She was not tired at all, even though she had almost pulled an all-nighter last night.
Zheng Ren tried his best to hide his exhaustion. He was carrying seven or eight bags in his hand, all of which were his summer clothes.
It was better not to spoil the mood. After all, he was buying clothes for himself. Although Little Yiren did not listen to his advice and the price on the label of each piece of clothing made Zheng Ren click his tongue, but …
It was better to try to be more energetic.
Zheng Ren did not want to spoil the mood. He forced himself to be energetic and followed behind Little Yiren.
"Yiren, aren't you going to buy something for yourself?" Zheng Ren asked after coming out of a men's clothing store and swiping his card. There were two more bags in his hand.
"Well … I have clothes. When you disappeared from the world, I sent all the clothes in Sea City over," Xie Yiren said. "I'm not missing much. I'll buy them for you first. We'll talk after you're done."
"…" Zheng Ren looked at the clothes in his hands and was speechless.
This was love. However, this love was too heavy. Zheng Ren still felt more comfortable during the surgery.
"Are you tired?" Little Yiren asked absent-mindedly as she looked at the clothes in the store. Her mind was filled with images of Zheng Ren wearing them.
"No, no." No matter how retarded Zheng Ren was, he would not make a mistake on such a question.
As he spoke, Zheng Ren suddenly felt the aura on Little Yiren's body change.
Uh … He immediately focused his attention, as though he were facing a major emergency.
"Miss Yiren, the new models have arrived. I was just about to call you when you came," the manager of a store said with a smile as he stood at the door of the store. He looked very familiar with Xie Yiren.
"Is that so? How many models are there? Is it limited? "Xie Yiren said as she walked in.
The store manager glanced at Zheng Ren inconspicuously. He had already made a judgment about the relationship between the two.
Zheng Ren was curious. He looked up and saw that it was a Gerbe store. As for what Gerbe sold, Zheng Ren had no idea.
Zheng Ren regretted it the moment he entered the room.
This was a store that specialized in women's underwear. There weren't many styles, unlike those supermarkets that hung up all kinds of underwear for fear that people wouldn't recognize them.
"Miss Yiren, the newly arrived thin silk style with a retro nylon style matches your temperament very well," the store manager began to babble.
She didn't say much and simply introduced a few new styles of stockings. Although it was a recommendation, it had the faint arrogance of a century-old shop.
Zheng Ren did not understand a single word. He glanced at the price and clicked his tongue.
Looking at the translucent stockings, how could they be so expensive?
Xie Yiren liked it very much. She was also familiar with this place and ordered two pairs of stockings that were suitable for her size.
"Zheng Ren, what do you think?" Xie Yiren asked subconsciously as she held a pair of stockings in her hand.
She did not want to get Zheng Ren's answer in her heart. She was just used to this way of asking questions. She bought the stockings she liked and shared the joy in her heart with Zheng Ren.
Looking at Xie Yiren's happy smile, Zheng Ren hesitated.
How should he praise her?
He had to praise her, but he knew nothing about stockings. If a man knew stockings like the back of his hand … Perhaps only someone like Su Yun would do such a thing.
There was silence. The store manager and the sales lady looked over.
Zheng Ren felt the sweat on his forehead instantly break out.
This …
"Is it sturdy?" Zheng Ren held it in for 2.35 seconds and squeezed out such a sentence.
The shopping guide and the sales lady were stunned at the same time. This was the first time someone had asked such a question in the Gerbe store.
"Sir, since 1904, Gerbe has been insisting on using the most luxurious and expensive raw materials and the most complicated and unique knitting techniques to design and weave the highest quality stockings," the sales lady explained very professionally.
The shopping guide was more familiar with Xie Yiren. When she heard the sales lady's words, she quickly nudged her with her elbow. Her face was full of smiles as she said, "Sir, it's not sturdy. It'll tear easily."
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless.
"…" Xie Yiren raised her head and looked at the store manager and Zheng Ren in confusion. She did not know what they were talking about.
This answer made Zheng Ren sweat profusely.
Explain?
No explanation?
In the end, he could only choose to lower his head. Did he look that wretched?
The store manager looked at Zheng Ren with a smile, feeling that he had already seen through this young man's heart.
After Little Yiren swiped her card and left, the sales lady came over and asked, "Store manager, why did you say that it would tear easily?"
"Miss Yiren is a big customer here," the store manager said confidently. The manager said confidently, "Can you see anything special about the people who came with her today?"
"No, they look ordinary, but the clothes they wear are not bad."
"That's right. Do you think Miss Yiren can find an ordinary person? This kind of family pays attention to matching their family background. Rich young people are bored and always play some tricks. "The store manager smiled as if everything was under control.
"Uh …"
"When you come to our store, have you ever heard anyone ask if it's sturdy?" The store manager explained patiently. Looking at Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren's backs, he said with a smile, "He looks honest, but it's all a disguise! People like him are very playful. It's a pity that the new stockings are a work of art. They'll probably be torn when they go back. "
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Zheng Ren did not know what the store manager said, but he blushed. He lowered his head and walked behind Xie Yiren with the bag in his hand.
"Zheng Ren, you're really lucky today. You just happened to be in time for the new product to go on sale," Xie Yiren said with a smile. She did not understand the store manager's words.
"Oh, what brand is this?" Zheng Ren immediately changed the topic.
"GERBE, it's a French brand. Every pair of GERBE stockings is handmade in France. Every process is subject to extremely strict quality control. Finally, the stitches are completed by hand, as well as the stitching of the stockings and the belt, to maintain the noble quality of the GERBE brand. Every season, a limited edition new product is released. It's extremely collectible. Every piece is a work of art, "Xie Yiren said casually as she was familiar with GERBE.
"By the way, what did you say to the store manager just now?"
The awkward atmosphere dissipated. At this moment, Zheng Ren's phone rang.
Zheng Ren quickly stopped in his tracks, put the bag on the ground, and took out his phone. His heart was filled with gratitude.
Who was this call? He had to thank him.
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