High-heeled shoes
Xiāo Mián was very depressed, her line of sight had a lingering attachment, she just liked it that way.
Gu Mo handed her a pair of grey sports pants, but Si Mian shook her head in distaste. "So ugly, I don't want them."
"It's ugly over there" Gu Mo immediately said with a kick.
"Pouting her mouth, 'Then I won't buy it, let's go'"
It's better not to buy sports pants at all. Who wears sports pants to go shopping? It's so tacky.
They really have a generation gap, and only he would think this pair of sweatpants looks good.
Seeing her unenthusiastic, completely unlike the joy earlier, Gu Mo unexpectedly said, "Alright alright, except for shorts, everything else is up to you, isn't that enough?"
Anyway, pants are either short or long.
Si Mian immediately, like a shot of adrenaline, picked out an outfit and went to the dressing room to change. She wore a thin sweater with a one-word collar that exposed one shoulder, and a pair of nine-point cowboy pants on the bottom.
She is youthful and lovely, which complements her temperament.
She stood in front of the mirror with confidence on her face and one hand on her waist, "How's that?"
Gu Mo walked over and pulled her clothes up to cover her shoulders, but Si Mian pulled them back down. "That's how people's clothes are designed, don't you understand what a scoop neck is?"
Who is that delicate shoulder exposed to? The more Gu Mo saw, the more his eyebrows furrowed, but seeing her so happy, he couldn't bear to disappoint her.
Si Mian inadvertently glanced at the price tag on the clothes, startled, such a thin sweater, and it wouldn't take much yarn, but it actually costs over 2,000.
"I'll go change it back, I don't want it"
"Why?" Gu Mo asked curiously, didn't you like it?
"It's too expensive, over 2,000 yuan, which is almost two months' salary for me. It hurts to buy it." This is just the price of a towel, and if you add the pants, it will be over 3,000 yuan.
This girl is quite frugal, not bad, still has a chance to be saved. Gu Mo smiled and said, "You're stingy, I don't expect you to spend money."
"Are you paying?"
"Otherwise? With your salary, keep it as private money." Gu Mo directly took out the card and handed it to the waiter.
He smiled and stuck out his tongue, "Then thank you, President Gu."
"Guo Mo said seriously, 'I want to see the real thing, thank you. I'll go back and sweep the floor.'"
"Sweep, I'll sweep it clean and tidy, don't worry." Si Mian patted his chest to guarantee.
Seeing her vibrant face, Gu Mo couldn't help but smile, thinking she was like a little sun.
Gu Mo buys shoes very quickly, he wears shoes of the same brand, goes straight to the specialty store to get the size and leaves.
She pulled his hand in the mall, jumping up and down, "Didn't you say that this brand of shoes hurts your feet? Why are you still buying it?"
Can President Gu's shoes rub his feet? Only this silly girl would believe it, and she doesn't want to feel guilty.
Gu Mo solemnly told a barefaced lie, calmly opening his eyes to spout nonsense, "Those shoes hurt my feet, but these ones don't."
"Really?"
"I'd rather die than buy it, I'm not crazy"
Who knows? His thoughts she always can't keep up with, shrugging her shoulders.
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Gu Mo rarely wastes his time shopping, today is an exception, he can't remember when was the last time he went shopping, it's been several years.
"Director Gu, I'm hungry," she rubbed her belly.
"Let's find a place to eat." Gu Mo put his shoes in the car, "What do you want to eat?"
"Spicy and numbing!" Si Mian exclaimed excitedly, "Let's go eat malatang!"
"Spicy hot pot? Not hygienic, all made with gutter oil, eating it is bad for the body." Gu Mo said reasonably. The roadside stall was so dirty, the table was greasy, and the surroundings were noisy.