The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Xing Jiu'an said that she didn't want to change her clothes anymore. Lin Ling looked at the clothes she just selected. She felt that Xing Jiu'an would look good in it.

But Xing Jiu'an didn't want to, and she couldn't force her.

After all, she is a senior sister who loves her younger sister very much.

Lin Ling could only regret to give up the idea of ​​seeing Xing Jiu'an put on this dress, put the clothes away from the shopping guide, and pay the bill and leave.

Xing Jiu'an rubbed her brows, and she was a little empty when she was tired.

Of course she doesn't like shopping.

"Senior sister, let's go eat." Xing Jiu'an hummed, "It's noon, don't look at your clothes."

Xing Jiu'an didn't know why Lin Ling was obsessed with buying her clothes. Her clothes were sent in batches after batches. Even if ten Xing Jiu'an couldn't wear them, they would keep them at home after they were bought.

Not to mention taking up space, it is also a waste.

"That's fine." Lin Ling asked people to send the clothes to Xing Jiu'an's house, and he was still sighing, "There are still many shops that I haven't visited yet."

"There are only three days. I don't want to see more."

"Senior sister, I have enough clothes." Xing Jiu'an was helpless, "I don't wear it very much after you buy so many."

Xing Jiu'an never cared about dressing up.

It looks good even in a sack.

Sometimes she thinks that she likes whichever piece of clothing she likes, so she will buy two more pieces and wear them in rotation. Most of the time, she still pays attention to her own comfort.

A year ago, I spent dozens of dollars on a piece of clothing, and I felt quite satisfied with it, so I bought two more pieces of different colors to wear together.

Haven't lost it so far.

On the contrary, many expensive and delicate clothes have been left in the warehouse and have not been worn.

"You don't understand." Lin Ling pretended to sigh deeply, "Every girl probably has a dream of dressing up a beautiful doll!"

Xing Jiu'an's face was indifferent.

...

No, sister, it should be just you.

Don't involve everyone in your own actions.

There is no dream like yours in front of you!

Xing Jiu'an's eyes, Lin Ling naturally sees it, Xing Jiu'an is so big and can be a pillar of others when he is outside. When facing his relatives, he will not hide anything like a child.

Lin Ling could see clearly the above-mentioned "sarcastic indifference".

"What kind of eyes are you, bad girl." Lin Ling squeezed Xing Jiu'an's face lightly and said with a smile.

"No big or small."

Xing Jiu'an had an expression that I was wronged but I didn't say.

Lin Ling rubbed her face again, "Can I go to eat hot pot? I'll apologize to you."

A certain little devil raised his chin slightly, "Shang Ke."

Lin Ling chuckled helplessly and took Xing Jiu'an to leave.

Lin Ling was wearing high heels, which was a little taller than Xing Jiu'an who was wearing skate shoes. She walked slowly, and the high heels did not restrict her movement at all.

Xing Jiu'an still couldn't help but sigh.

After walking around in high heels for so long, senior sister doesn't even feel tired?

It's not that Xing Jiu'an didn't wear high heels, but she didn't feel very comfortable. She would grind her feet and restrict her movement, which was sometimes inconvenient.

For Xing Jiu'an, who doesn't know when to start, high heels are a cumbersome existence.

However, she has a lot of high-heeled shoes, and there is a room dedicated to it in one house.

Before the two could go out, they met someone who was slightly familiar.

The other party saw the two of them and hurried over.

Lin Ling was a little surprised, but Xing Jiu'an had no expression.