I've seen all sorts of girls. The innocent type, the seductive type, the elegant type, the gentle type, the spoiled type, the shrewish type, the androgynous type, the majestic type... But as for our Tsinghua University's top student Yang Pu's classmate Tong Jun, no matter how hard I rack my brain, I just can't come up with a word to describe him. That kind of beauty is not just about physical appearance, it's everything. It's truly something that can only be sensed and not put into words.

  Yang Pu turned his head and drove. He felt uncomfortable all over. For more and faster chapters, please go to. The feeling of being alone with Tong Jing in a car made him cautious. Wanting to break the atmosphere and talk about something. But didn't know where to start. So he just didn't speak. Calmed down and focused on driving.

  Tong Jing sat in the car, seemingly calm and collected. But in reality, her mind was like a spinning compass, unable to guess which direction the needle would stop at. She had agreed to come with Yang Pu not because she was genuinely moved by his sincerity, but because she suddenly realized it was an opportunity to put on a show for Bai Yang's benefit. She wanted to make Bai Yang think that she liked Yang Pu instead of him, making their breakup much easier.

  Got on the highway. The car entered the city. When passing by Guomao Shopping Mall, Yang Pu deliberately stopped the car and turned to Tong Jing, saying: "I don't know what kind of clothes you like, why don't we go into Guomao and take a look?"

  Tong Jing lowered his head and glanced at his own pajamas and slippers. He felt quite embarrassed. Thinking about it made him feel even more ashamed to go out. So he opened his mouth to refuse: "You... just... help me buy one piece, that's all. I won't go up."

  Yangpu immediately sensed the reason from Tong's embarrassed expression. No need to force Tong. A sympathetic smile. "What size clothes do you wear? What size shoes?"

  "Password... 36 password." Tong Jun replied.

  Yang Pu nodded, opened the car door and jumped out. He walked straight into the Guomao Shopping Mall. This was Yang Shuai's first time buying clothes for a girl, so he was being especially careful, as if he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

  Walked a whole circle. Liked several styles. Felt that these clothes would have different flavors on Tong Jing. Didn't know why, but had an impulse to buy all of them. Just buy them then. Anyway, he didn't lack money... No, no. A lot of the money was earned by himself. More and faster chapters please visit. Just participating in various competitions, the prize money is a considerable income. Usually playing competitive games, others may take three or four days to level up, but Yang Pu can level up in half a day. Once his level increases, he sells the weapons he won to others. Relying on selling these weapons and accounts, he has another decent income. And those error correction books of his, many publishers are eager to get them. The copyright fees alone are tens of thousands of yuan, not to mention other things. Adding all this up, Yang Pu himself earns over 2 million. His parents usually give him a lot of pocket money too. So think about it, would he lack money?

  A mini skirt. Justc**sixty's slim-fit jeans. Of course, Yangpu also picked out a pair of Jimmy Choo high heels for Tong Jun. Tsk tsk tsk. You kid really has money to burn. And you're willing to splurge too. To think that 60,000 or 70,000 yuan just disappeared like that... without even batting an eyelid.

  So when Tong Jing saw Yang Pu return with a big bag and small bags, he was completely stunned at the first time. Wasn't he asked to buy one piece of clothing? This is not just one piece, it's estimated that there are at least five pieces or more.

  Especially when Yang Pu put several bags of clothes in front of her, she took a look at the labels and knew that they were worth at least tens of thousands of yuan. She stared at Yang Pu for a long time, thinking he was crazy.

  "Do you want to go somewhere and change now? Then we can directly go find Bai Yang and the others." Yang Pu smiled lightly. He was looking forward to seeing Tong Jing change into her new clothes. These clothes were all picked by him. If the effect is good, then he would be very proud in his heart. This shows that his taste in picking out clothes is quite good.

  "How much money?" Tong Jing held these bags and asked seriously.

  Yang Pu was taken aback. He didn't expect Tong Jing's expression to be so serious.

  "50,000... still... 60,000."

  Tong Jing spoke slowly, but the displeasure in his tone was still palpable.

  "It's not that much..." Yang Pu felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Tong Jing to guess so accurately. "Don't worry about the money anymore. Go change your clothes first. I don't know what looks good on you, so I just bought everything. This way, you'll have more options to choose from."

  Tong Jing picked up the bag, opened the car door, and prepared to go to the nearest dressing room to change clothes. And coldly threw down a sentence: "Money... I... will... return... yours." He got out of the car without looking back.

  This sentence was like a basin of cold water. Yang Pu's originally pleasant mood suddenly dropped to freezing point. He stared blankly at Tong Jing's increasingly distant back, and it actually made him feel so uncomfortable, even more than being stabbed by someone.

  Tong Xuan put on a refreshing Marc Jacobs shirt with a lotus leaf edge. She didn't match it with that Chloe mini skirt, but instead chose Miss Sixty's slim-fit jeans. Finally, she wore Jimmy Choo's exquisite high heels. She stood in front of the mirror and thought to herself that she looked elegant and decent. Not bad at all. But when the salesperson in the boutique saw her, they were truly astonished. Looking at Tong Xuan was like seeing a model from a fashion magazine come to life. The aura was enough to make one feel like a fan. They couldn't help but approach her and ask, "Miss, are you actually a print model?"

  "No." Tong Jing shook his head, smiled slightly, and turned back into the dressing room. He picked up his bags and left the boutique store, heading in the direction of Yangpu Bridge.

  Yang Pu saw Tong Jing's outfit and almost couldn't believe his eyes. His pupils seemed to be stuck in place like they were being held by a magnet, unable to move even if he wanted to.

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  Bo Xing Shi Shu Yuan