C104 (2/2)
”You guys smell it too …” Liu Wei also took a few deep breaths at the other workers. ”The three of us ate at the fifth floor, that little bitch. She was wearing a black crotch skirt and was walking with her butt swinging, swaying and even exposing her navel …”
”Haha …”
”Haha …”
The workers all laughed along with him, their faces filled with envy at Liu Wei, Dong Qiang and the silent Chen Xiaosi. Some of them had worked here for a year, but they had never gone to the fifth floor for a meal. The dream and envy of many of them was simply to go to the fifth floor for a meal.
Chen Xiaosi sat down for a while, then took his leave. He had to go and buy body clothes for Pann Xiao'e and a few sets of clothes that fit him well.
After having a meal with Dong Qiang and the others, time flew by quickly. It was already past ten, so it was already too late to rush back.
Liu Wei fell on the bed, and in the blink of an eye, he fell asleep amidst the sour smell coming from the stinky foot.
Chen Xiaosi originally wanted to buy something from the Hua Lian Merchant Shop, but after thinking about it for a while, he passed through these workers, and did not have any good impressions towards the Merchant Shop.
He headed towards the Red City Walking Street. At the ”Good Woman” store, he bought Pann Xiao'e's yoga training clothes. These things were not cheap, each piece was worth a few hundred.
Chen Xiaosi bought two pieces of white and black.
The owner of the 'good woman' specialty store was still a vulgar man, she swept her eyes across Chen Xiaosi and laughed, then asked: ”Young lad, do you want two more interesting things? ”It's just that you don't have to take it off to go from the front to the back, hmm hmm hmm that kind of thing?”
”Ugh …” ”Thank you, but I don't want it.” Chen Xiaosi heaved a sigh of relief.
In order to sell more goods, the boss said unwillingly, ”Do you want to buy stockings …” The kind that's black, and can be torn apart with a single tear, we'll sell it at wholesale price, a dozen for sale, do you want a dozen? ”
Chen Xiaosi hurriedly went into another specialty store, wanting to buy clothes for Qian Honghsing. She was already 1.68 meters tall, and was measuring her chest and buttocks.
The girls who were selling clothes all giggled.
He thought that this young man was very interesting. He didn't know how big or small he was, yet he just gestured …
After Chen Xiaosi gestured for a while, they were able to guess the size of the clothes, and naturally picked the most expensive one.
No matter how cheap or cheap Chen Xiaosi was, he could still wear it.
Qian Honghsing wouldn't be able to wear that kind of B dress, even if she wanted to. She would buy it for nothing, such as an undergarment, a navel, and a bent over to expose her crotch. These were things that Qian Honghsing definitely wouldn't be able to wear, she would have to cut them into pieces even if she wanted to.
Chen Xiaosi only chose a few that were more conservative. But the style was very beautiful, all imitating Han's.
Although the Red City was not small, but it could not compare to the developed cities. He called it the Korean version, but Chen Xiaosi swept his gaze over the craftsmanship, and knew that it was still an imitation.
He went to the store and sold shoes, including underwear.
Chen Xiaosi also flushed red, but suddenly felt that why was he blushing? He didn't do anything wrong, he just bought the clothes that he should have bought a long time ago.
After tossing and turning for a while, it was almost noon.
Chen Xiaosi did not know that his alcohol energy had not dispersed, and with a jolt, he recalled that in university, the martial arts teacher had once said that if one had a foundation of Inner Arts, they could use gas to force the alcohol out.