Arriving at a stall selling women's clothing, the seller was an eighteen-year-old girl.
"Big brother, buying clothes for your girlfriend?" the young girl asked Wang Dadong with a smile.
Wang Dadong nodded happily, quite pleased with being called "big brother."
He really couldn't stand the young girls nowadays who would casually call him "uncle." Was he really that old?
"What size approximately?"
Wang Dadong paused, then shook his head.
"How does your girlfriend compare to me in terms of body?" the young girl continued.
Wang Dadong looked around; the young girl had a decent figure, though still growing, and he shook his head, saying, "Can't tell."
The young girl tilted her head, thought for a moment, then stood in front of Wang Dadong with her back to him.
"Big brother, use your hands to compare, see whose shoulders are wider, hers or mine?" the young girl's clear voice came.
Wang Dadong swallowed, "Girl, is it necessary to go to such lengths just to sell something?"
