Chapter: 582
"Okay!!! Then I'll come over later." Lin Dong said helplessly.
"Hmm!!!" Yun Xi happily replied.
The two came to the largest high-end shopping mall in Kyoto together. Basically, the goods sold here are luxury goods, all of which are international brands, and the prices are naturally quite expensive.
"Lin Dong! Come and try this one! This one looks good."
"Lin Dong, this one is not bad."
"Lin Dong is just right for you."
Lin Dong could only passively accept Yunxi's arrangement. He wanted to say enough, he couldn't wear so many clothes, but seeing Yunxi cheerfully choosing clothes for him, he couldn't bear to dampen her passion.
Yun Xi chose a lot of clothes for Lin Dong, but every time Lin Dong wanted to pay, Yun Xi beat her.
It made the men in the mall look at Lin Dong with envy and jealousy.
It's okay if the girlfriend is too beautiful.
The key is still a little rich woman.
Then look at the woman next to him, the rouge and gouache, and she just keeps asking me to buy things for her.
Lin Dong was standing in a women's clothing store with two big bags, waiting for Yunxi to choose clothes.
A person next to him touched Lin Dong with his elbow.
Lin Dong turned his head and saw a young man dressed as a young boy.
The length is not bad, although he is not as handsome as himself, it is not bad.
"Hey! Dude! How did you get it??? Teach me, brother!" Buttercup asked looking at Yun Xi's back.
Lin Dong said innocently: "I don't know either! She chased me!"
"Damn!!! You're dishonest! How can I teach my brother two tricks? Can I still pry into your corner?" Buttercup Xiaosheng looked disbelieving.
The two are talking!
A rude voice sounded.
"Husband, come and help me see how this dress is?"
"It's coming! It's coming!" Buttercup Xiaosheng quickly agreed and got up and ran over.
Lin Dong turned his head to look.
I rely on! ! ! ! !
Almost didn't spit out the overnight meal.
I saw the woman who just called Buttercup Xiaosheng's husband.
He is 1.5 meters tall, weighs 180, and is 50 years old.
The powder on the face is scraped off, and it is estimated that I can make a steamed bun.
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