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The shopping guide lady didn't even have time to fabricate more gossip stories between the two customers, so Pang Xiaoya's straightforwardness made her heart tremble and her eyes lit up.

This is definitely meeting a real local tyrant wow!
There are tens of thousands of items without even asking the price, and they pack one piece with a word first. This is definitely the rhythm of more willingness to purchase!
She hurriedly called a little sister she knew well, told her the information about the suits that needed to be packed, and asked her to handle this matter, and for this reason, she also promised to treat guests to dinner again.

Then, he bowed again and again, urging the slow-moving Uncle Pan An to follow with his fiery innocent look, and he almost knelt down to him.

There's no way, who asked this uncle to come with the rich lady?

What's more, the total value of the two or three million yuan on the Tuhao sister's body is obvious, and she can see it at a glance, but there is nothing on this uncle that she can value.

Maybe the shallow eyelids can't see it, and they will mistakenly think that this uncle is lucky to hug the golden thigh of the wealthy sister.

However, after more than two years in the top men's wear brand store of Mingpinhui, this shopping guide lady knows very well that low-key luxury is the most deadly, and the ghost knows what kind of way this uncle is.

At this time, Pang Xiaoya had already selected the second set of men's clothing, which was a set of fancy casual clothes: "Take off this suit and let me have a look."

The shopping guide gave Pan An an apologetic look in a hurry, trotted over, found out the retractable hanger and took off the casual coat, and explained the way of this item to Pang Xiaoya, and praised the rich lady's taste without any trace .

Pang Xiaoya didn't seem to understand the euphemistic praise from the shopping guide lady, she took the coat and asked Pan An: "What do you think of this coat? Is it suitable for a child?"

I'm afraid this is another trap, right?Pan An thought about it secretly, took a look at the coat, and quickly came to a conclusion: "It's a very interesting design idea, it should be very stylish when worn out, and it can add some personality. However, if children wear it, it is possible Right and wrong."

The shopping guide was in a hurry, and blurted out: "How could it be! Sir, this is one of XXX's most outstanding designs this year. It prioritizes freedom and unruliness. It is called by the fashion industry as a signal that men must release their presumptuousness..."

"It's really that interesting!" Pan An nodded amusedly, expressing his approval of this statement.

However, before the shopping guide could recover from the accident, he added: "However, only the school uniform of the florist can accommodate everything. Obviously, this coat does not have this characteristic, and some men always wear it No way!"

At this moment, a very abrupt sneer came from the slanting stab, causing the three of them to turn their heads and look over.

Not far away, in the display area of ​​the horizontal road, a shopping guide with an embarrassing and apologetic face, and a young man with a thick neck not much thinner than his head were accompanied by a small butcher, who was clenched his fist to cover his mouth. Li was full of ridicule and looked at Pan An.

This creamy niche is not going to be too old, even if he shaves off the foundation on his face, he will be around 25-[-] at most.

The facial features are quite outstanding, and the clothes are also expensive and very decent, but the sense of femininity is too strong.

Anyone who reads it can't help but wonder if his orientation is normal.

When he met Pan An's eyes, he coughed lightly twice, and said loudly, "My friend, what you said just now is quite novel. However, I think that coat should be suitable for you, don't you believe me?" You can try it, if you think the price is too expensive, I can give it to you..."

"It's a very touching proposal, but it's a pity that I never store non-handcrafted products in my closet!"

Pan An felt a chill, and instantly moved his eyes away from the unidentified creamy boy, and fixed on the strong man who was no less than 1.9 meters tall and so burly that he felt a sense of oppression like a mountain at a glance. on Han.

Pan An's eyes lit up, this is definitely a hero!It's a pity, but I was reduced to working as a bodyguard with a creamy niche with unknown orientation, I was afraid that one day I would suddenly lose my life.

At this time, Pan An didn't notice that when Pang Xiaoya saw the creamy boy, she tensed up for a few seconds, and turned around directly after she regained consciousness, as if to avoid being recognized by the other party.

What did the creamy boy want to say, but unfortunately Pan An didn't intend to give him another chance at all. After looking away, he returned the coat in his hand to the shopping guide: "Please hang it up, this dress is not suitable!"

"Oh, good. It's all right, no trouble at all." The shopping guide hurriedly took the coat and was about to hang it back.

Pang Xiaoya, who just wanted to leave here as soon as possible, didn't have time to embarrass Pan An, she couldn't wait to turn around and walked towards the underwear area: "Go and see the shirt first."

Just this one sentence, let Pan An put aside and feel quite upset, the creamy little student was shocked, even his pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a bang in his head, and countless thoughts that belonged to youth sprang up. memory comes.

He stared at Pang Xiaoya's slender back going away, opened and closed his mouth several times, but he couldn't say a word, until he saw her interacting with Pan An, his blood surged up, and he chased after her slightly staggeringly, trembling. Weiwei called out: "Xiaoya, Xiaoya..."

Pang Xiaoya froze, her face sank unnaturally.

"Xiaoya, I know it's you, right?" Buttercup Xiaosheng stood three meters away, stretching out his hand, not knowing what to grab.

In this scene, the two shopping guides looked dull, and then, together with the strong man, they turned their sympathetic eyes to the bewildered Pan An.

It was as if Pan An was wearing a forgiveness hat on his head.

They didn't know that at this moment, Pan An, who was silent, was actually looking forward to an even more explosive scene!

He would like to see how Pang Xiaoya, who is good at calculating people's hearts, and the black G wife who leads the Hongmen as a widow, will perform amazingly in front of an ex-boyfriend like Buttercup Xiaosheng.

Without keeping him waiting, Pang Xiaoya raised her hand uncomfortably and put a lock of her hair back. Then she broke free from the passiveness, turned around gracefully, and greeted Buttercup Xiaosheng: "I Remember your name is Liu Xiaosheng, right? I heard people say in the classmate group that you have gone abroad, long time no see!"

"Xiaoya, stop messing around!" Liu Xiaosheng's face was a little stiff, and while speaking, he hurriedly took out his wallet and pulled out a photo from it: "Look, I always carry the photo you gave me with me, and never took it out. Pass……"

Pan An's eyes were sharp, and he could see clearly the appearance of the pure and lovely girl in the photo at a glance. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, wondering if the girl in the school uniform and smiling back was the same person as Pang Xiaoya.

With such a big gap, could it be that he is disabled?Or the sin of gender-neutral grooming?