May 25, 2024
Lao Cao quickly blushed and explained that I saw it by accident.
At noon, Fang Xia took Wang Yi and Yang Jiahui to the market. Ah, that’s what women are used to visiting the market.
Several men played mahjong. Zhang Jun was staring at his brain in his chair. He didn’t play mahjong or anything like that. He usually didn’t go to see it. He just looked at his brain quietly.
At noon, the sun was strong and dazzling, and the wind blew in and became hot. After watching for a while, Zhang Jun felt a little sleepy and went to one side to sleep on the long sofa.
He wears a smile in his sleep.
Section 16 Closing the market
Section 16 Chapter on Closed Market
As soon as the three women walked down the hall, they were startled by the scorching sun. Seeing that the asphalt road across the street was sunned and soft, it seemed that a layer of light water mist was rising from a distance, which exposed people, especially delicate women. Three people hesitated, but Fang Xia made up her mind and dragged them away hard. It was so hot before it got to the dog days. For northerners, some people were used to the cold, so they were afraid of the heat from their hearts.
Fortunately, everyone is prepared to hold a sun umbrella over their heads from each small bag. It is beautiful and actually, they walk on the sidewalk and look at the passing people. There are not many pedestrians on such a hot day. Few people are willing to go shopping unless they are shopaholics, while the three of them are standard shopaholics. Although Wang Yi is a few years old, her young people are no different and she is also an out-and-out shopping major.
The market was not far away, and soon they went in. At this time, a very large closed market should be packed with clothes and clothes, and it was not very hot inside, so three people dropped their umbrellas and put them in their bags.
Aunt Wang smiled and said, I’ll follow you.
What? Wang Yi Yang Jiahui doesn’t understand.
Your turn-around rate is too high. I’d better walk behind, hehe
At this time, the two beautiful women discovered that their turn-back rate was really high. Whether they were hawkers or passers-by, if they were men, they would not help but look at it.
Fang Xia grabbed Wang Yi and said gently that you are also an idol of middle-aged and old men.
You dead girl, Aunt Wang, are amused.
They came to a small pavilion, which was a stall with all kinds of women’s clothes hanging in it, but the stall owner was a middle-aged man. They went in and looked at this one. Finally, Fang Xia took a fancy to a semi-large conjoined dress. pale pinkish purple’s tone was wrinkled, and Fang Xia hung the skirt in front of her and looked at it in the mirror.
How much money Fang Xia asked
three
At this time, the stall owner went on to say that this big sister would look good in it.
When Fang Xia heard that her elder sister felt uncomfortable, she looked at her eyes from the corner of her eye. The stall owner found that he looked straight into the meat and didn’t feel sick, so she threw her skirt and went together.
The stall owner chased him and shouted that the price was negotiable.
The three men didn’t speak and didn’t look back.
On the second floor of the market, there is a circular layout, and the small market is an aisle with booths on both sides. Each booth is a hut, and the huts are dressed simply without losing their characteristics.
They walked slowly along the cloister on the second floor. Yang Jiahui asked Sister Fang that the one-piece dress you just wore was really good. Look, it’s not sold here, is it?
I also look good, that is, that person really can’t talk. He is quite old and called Fang Xia as the elder sister. It’s really annoying. Wang Yi also said aside
Fang Xia didn’t speak because she knew that calling elder sister was not very pleasant to the ear, but it was much better than calling her miss.
Or Yang Jiahui sharp eyes, she suddenly saw a conjoined dress hanging in a room and took Fang Xia and said that it was really like this. Look.
Three people walked into the hut and saw that the conjoined skirt of the building was exactly the same, whether it was in color or style. Fang Xia picked up the skirt and gestured in front of her body that the boss was a woman in her thirties. Seeing that she was in a good mood, she leaned over with a smile on her face and said, Big sister, let me have a look.
As she looked at it, she repeatedly praised it. This dress is a perfect match for her big sister.
A series of praise words are enough to make women fly in the clouds.