Agent Rebirth: Ace 23

   "Well, what should I take?" Lang Sheng stood in front of the closet, scanning rows of trendy non-mainstream clothes.

  Very old fashioned!

  This is Lang Sheng's inner evaluation of clothes.

  It’s time to report to the new school tomorrow. What if I don’t have all the preparations?

  The old man has asked someone to send the school uniforms. The school uniforms are very stylish, simple, and full of vigor. The conspicuous golden school badge, the texture of the fabric is also very good, it is estimated that the price is not around 20,000 or 30,000.

  The young boy's slender fingers touched the clothes lightly, and the hand stopped suddenly.

  Lang Sheng laughed at himself: "Oh, I still can't forget it."

  The lonely figure, the sadness behind it.

  Langsheng made a great decision-go shopping!

  As a girl, I believe that this is the first time for Lang Sheng to go shopping? Don't ask about gender, remember that she is in the middle...

  Black loose T-shirt plus a fresh zebra-striped gray jacket, tight denim trousers, and a few black clips on the hair around the ears. Lang Sheng doesn't know how many girls are excited, warm, small and fresh, with a good smell on their bodies, charming and sultry.

   "Cough cough." Lang Sheng couldn't help blushing as he watched.

  I wanted to come to the shopping street in a low-key manner, but was betrayed by his amazing looks and temperament.

   "Little brother is so handsome."

  "To form a group, ask for a number."

   "I want WeChat."

   "This looks must be a star!"

  Listening to the discussion among the girls around, blushing cheeks followed Lang Sheng. Language really lifted Lang Sheng to the sky, and wherever he walked, people continued to join the stalking force. Walking mightily on the shopping street!

  'Autumn Maple Si'

  The young man's footsteps stopped suddenly, his seemingly pure eyes glanced at the shop sign, smiled bitterly, and walked in.

The inside of    is a bit dark, there is no waiter, the decoration is not much, and it is empty. Pieces of exquisite clothes were placed quietly.

  "Waitress." The voice is not loud, but I feel a terrifying force pressing on my head.

  The waiter hurriedly ran out of the staff room inside, and said unbelievably: "Guest...what to see?"

  The quality is good, but it’s just the wrong boss.

   "Where is the boss?" asked in a clean voice.

  "Not here."

  "Do you have a 20% discount on clothes?" Lang Sheng tore off the discount card, enduring the pain in his heart.

  The waiter answered with a puzzled look: "Yes."

  Very good, no third person has ever known. This shop was created by her and Mo Qing. Half of the clothes in it were designed by her at the university. How could Mo Qing sell her works cheaply?

  Maybe it was their expressions of communication, and the crowd outside the store became agitated.

  Lang Sheng frowned in dissatisfaction, skillfully took out a pen and paper from the counter, and wrote the word ‘closed’.

  "Guest, what does this mean?" Where did this Buddha invite him? They still want to sell these clothes.

   "I have wrapped up the clothes."