Re: Showdown, I am the brave

“Luo, Luo Zhenjun…”

With a blush of shame on her face, the saint poked her head out of the fitting room and whispered, “Can you come and help me?” ”

“No problem.”

Luo Zhen was a little strange, but of course he would not refuse the girl’s request.

Nodded slightly, walked over, and then was pulled into the fitting room by the girl.

The female store manager outside was slightly stunned, and then showed a meaningful smile.

“Two of you, please don’t make the fitting room too dirty.”

Listening to the voice of the female store manager outside, the saint’s pretty face was almost dripping blood.

“What’s wrong?”

Luo Zhen naturally will not be as dirty as the female store manager, and said softly,

“This, this~”

The saint spread out her palm, revealing the soft black light object, and said weakly, “I, I won’t…”

“Wouldn’t you?”

Luo Zhen said strangely, “Although it is a little longer, it is also worn in the same way as ordinary socks…”

After a pause, Luo Zhen suddenly remembered.

Miss Saint never wore socks, she was always barefoot.

At this time, the saint’s other calf was still hanging a small piece of black silk that was half but most of it was dragged on the ground. If you wear it to her like this, you can only slowly stroke up, and it is easy to be damaged.

Of course it’s not easy to wear.

“I’ll help you.”

Rozen sighed and pressed her against the chair where a folded priest’s uniform was placed.

The saint exclaimed, wanting to say nothing, subconsciously wanting to jump.

Luo Zhen, on the other hand, held the girl’s crystal soft feet and took off the hanging black silk.

Then take the stockings and gently roll them up and fold them down until they are rolled up and only the hole remains.

“That’s it.”

Rozen nodded, although he hadn’t worn it and hadn’t had a chance to experiment with it.

But haven’t you ever eaten pork, haven’t you seen a pig run?

It’s the same as wearing ordinary socks.

It’s too long to wear, but just roll it up and put it straight to the point.

“It is said that…”

Luo Zhen’s thoughts drifted to outer space again, “It seems that Nako can also see blood vessels, although I don’t have a chance to see it.” ”

Shaking his head, he left those unrealistic thoughts behind.

“Okay.”

Luo Zhen looked away and said calmly, “You should have learned what you said just now, right?” The remaining one comes by yourself. ”

“I, I see.”

The saint lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

And Luo Zhen also walked out of the fitting room quickly, frantically pressing the gun.

He was afraid to continue, so he really couldn’t bear it.

If it were a real ember, I am afraid that it would be completely insensitive to all this.

However, Luo Zhen is just an impostor after all.

“So soon?”

The female store manager looked at Luo Zhen with a surprised expression, although she did not speak, her expression clearly revealed such a meaning.

“How much is it in total?”

Luo Zhen asked with a calm expression.

“Thirty-two silver coins in total.”

The female store manager said with a smile, “The skirt is thirty silver coins, and the black silk is two silver coins, do you want two more pairs?” ”

“Sure enough, huge profits.”

Luo Zhen shook it, thinking that it was only two or three hundred silver coins to buy weapons for Ravtalia.

And that’s the best Mithril weapon!

Ordinary magic swords, I am afraid that it is only at this price.

“Luo Zhenjun.”

Miss Saint walked out of the fitting room again and looked at Luo Zhen timidly.

The originally naughty girl next door suddenly became a weak lifan heroine.

It’s just that Luo Zhen couldn’t help but be stunned, because the saint girl had already changed her clothes.

I changed back to that set of priestly uniforms.

However, the black knee-length socks are still worn on the feet.

“Snap!”

Luo Zhen raised his forehead, so your outfit is obviously more exposed.

When wearing a long skirt, the black silk is hidden inside and is hidden by the long skirt.

But as the great man said, not having a sword in your hand is not the same thing as not using a sword.

No stockings on the feet, and no silk is the same thing.

But now, the saint is the other way around.

“What’s wrong?”

The saint girl noticed that Luo Zhen’s expression was a little strange, and asked with some weakness.

“Nothing.”

Luo Zhen sighed, looking at the looming black silk under the girl’s white priest’s uniform, but he always felt that something did not match.

Although black silk is indeed very tempting, it always feels.

Miss Saint seems to be more suitable for white silk.

“Would you like to change it?”

Luo Zhen asked tentatively.

“Do you want to change?”

The saint’s voice was filled with weeping, and she said with grievances.

“Then there is no need to change.”

Luo Zhen smashed his mouth, and before the saint could breathe a sigh of relief, he continued, “Boss, bring me three more pairs, two pairs of white silk and one pair of black silk.” ”

“No problem!”

The store manager is full of heart, this is all money!

A pair of stockings costs only a few dozen copper coins, but it sells for two silver coins.

Absolutely a huge profiteering!

The saint wanted to cry without tears, unconsciously rubbing her legs.

Didn’t you say that we went shopping together?

Why is it completely different from what is written in the book?

“Thanks to your patronage, a total of thirty-eight silver coins.”

The female store manager bagged the stockings and skirt together and looked at the rich man in front of her with a smile on her face.

“Then another pair of shredded meat and make up a round number.”

“That’s right, boss.”

Luo Zhen was just about to pay for it, when a question suddenly came to mind.

“What’s the problem? Guest. ”

The women’s shop wore a polite but warm smile.

“This is called Black Silk, right?”

Luo Zhen pointed to a pair of black stockings on the table and said.

“That’s right.”

The female store manager nodded and wondered, “What’s wrong?” ”

“So…”

Luo Zhen pointed to the other two pairs of stockings on the table, “This is white silk, this is meat shredded, right?” ”

The female store manager followed Luo Zhen’s gaze, which was the other two pairs of stockings on the table.

One white, one flesh-colored.

“That’s right, this is white silk, this is shredded meat, is there such a problem?”

Xu was because of Luo Zhen’s strange question, the corner of the female store manager’s mouth twitched slightly, but she still answered his question patiently.

“Oh.”

Luo Zhen nodded thoughtfully, “I thought that for white people, white silk is flesh silk.” But if white silk is shredded meat, then what is shredded meat? Yellow silk? ”

“Not really…”

“The female store manager wanted to cry without tears, how could she know why.

After all, she doesn’t even know who invented the stockings.

PS: It’s only three changes today, sorry, take a leave.