Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

The salesperson was drooling.

Pei Qiqi looked down at his fingers again, and laughed dryly: "This one is fake, high imitation, A product."

"Miss, don't be joking, just look at the fire color, how could it be fake? I have been fond of this for a long time, and I will never read it wrong." The salesperson said firmly.

At this moment, Tang Yu came over with a few pieces of cloth in his hand.

Pei Qiqi didn't pay attention either, but asked him, "How is this true?"

"Qiqi, are you sure you want to talk to me about this here? Go home and talk about it." He smiled slightly, very comfortable!

Pei Qiqi was flashed by the smile on his face, and then he was a little bit guilty—he said so warmly, as if they were living together.

And... go home?

When he said these two words, her heart throbbed.

His eyes fell and fell on his hands, and then his face blushed because he was holding female underwear|clothes.

"How do you take this?" Her voice was soft that she didn't even know, and she had to put back what she had in his hand.

Tang Yu smiled, stretched out his hand to hold her arm, "Qiqi, don't you...don't wear it?"

Wear or wear, just wash and dry her body, she really can't buy underwear in front of a man.

Tang Yu's voice was a little low, "Don't make trouble, you will be laughed at."

His fingers rubbed her hair, and there was an unquestionable pampering in his tone.

And, so natural.

Pei Qiqi was pushed into the locker room during the petrochemical process. After she changed, she looked at herself in the mirror.

The size is right, as if measured.

And this underwear was picked by Tang Yu, that is to say he knew her size well?

Pei Qiqi covered his face, feeling that he had no face to meet people.

God, they... only saw it for the fourth time.

When he went out, he had already picked a few more for her and packed them together.

The salesperson swiped the card with a smile, and said enviously: "Your boyfriend is so kind to you, so careful."

"I have made a successful marriage proposal." Tang Yu leaned lazily, and squeezed the little sheep's face again.

Pei Qiqi smiled at him, reached out and hugged his arm, "Yes! So my husband, I still want to buy a lot of things."

He saw naughty in her eyes, squeezing her face generously, "Of course there is no problem."

So I took her to several brands' stores...

She brushed her with dozens of skirts, dozens of casual outfits, and a dozen or so black lace underwear (the beast in her heart was exposed).

Pei Qiqi picked up the thin and transparent thing and dangled it on his Ying Ting face, "This, you wear it?"

Tang Yu didn't move, his eyes were deep: "If you want to see, I can wear it to you."

He paused: "Pei Qiqi, there is a hotel on the 19th floor, do you want to book a room?"

"No need." She glared at him and said to the salesperson: "Except for this bunch of ghosts, everything else is wrapped."

The little white hand stretched out towards him: "Ka!"

Tang Yu smiled and put his black gold card on her palm, "The password is 880330."

Pei Qiqi couldn't help but glanced at him more, "How to use this password?" It actually overlapped with hers.

"Think of it casually." He didn't explain, looking at her.

There were so many things, he wrote Xia Cheng's address and let him send it there, but he only took the two sets she had bought.

Back in the car, it was already half past ten, Pei Qiqi fastened his seat belt, feeling like he was the owner...