Shu Shuang burst into laughter, "Yo ho, is my Lian Zi getting shy?"
"Shut up!"
She glared at her resentfully and raised a fist, implying, if you don't shut up now, I won't hesitate to use force to make you.
This tactic had always been effective on Shu Shuang, who immediately surrendered!
After leaving the CK boutique, embracing the spirit that revolution requires sacrifice, the two wandered around a nearby marketplace for nearly two hours.
The result of the shopping spree was Lian Qiao bought nothing, while Shu Shuang, gritting her teeth, raided the place for a load of gear, her hands laden with shopping bags.
Each time she paid, her heart bled and then bled again...
Woman's heart, as elusive as a needle at the bottom of the sea!
Shaking her head at Shu Shuang's pained expression, Lian Qiao sweetly handed over the kraft paper bag that held fifty thousand yuan from her own purse.
