Chapter 82 Mo Yinhe: Gossip that wants to blow up oneself 1

  The driver drove the car to the largest, most prosperous and high-end shopping mall in the capital city. The car was parked in the underground parking lot of the shopping mall. After they got off the car, they took the elevator to the third floor.

  The third floor has the world's most famous first-line women's clothing brands. The clothes are generally very expensive and high-end. People who come here to buy clothes basically have a lot of bleeding.

  The reason why Mo Yinhe is so clear is because he used to take her to buy clothes.

   In addition, if his sister wanted to blackmail him, she would use him as a walking cash machine and pull him over to buy clothes with her.

  After the two walked into a women's clothing brand store, Mo Yinhe picked up a pleasing coat for her to try on.

  Si Mingjing was slightly taken aback.

  She thought that Mo Yinhe wanted to buy clothes for herself, so she came to the mall, but she didn't expect to buy clothes for her?

  Si Mingjing shook his head, but didn't try: "Mr. Mo, thank you for your kindness, I don't need you to help me buy clothes."

   "Ming Jing, you are overthinking." Mo Yinhe smiled evilly, and he called her Ming Jing, his magnetic voice lingering like a pleasant sound.

  Mo Yinhe thinks her new name is nice, and his heart is like a mirror, so he likes to call her by her name.

  Mo Yinhe stuffed the coat into her hands, "Your figure is about the same as my sister's. I'm going to buy it for her and let you try it on."

  When he said this, he looked at her intently with deep eyes, and Si Mingjing read the joke from it, feeling a little embarrassed.

  She took off the cashmere coat she was wearing, put the one Mo Yinhe chose on her body, and became a tool for trying on clothes, pretending not to be embarrassed.

  Mo Yinhe glanced at it twice and was dissatisfied, so he asked the shopping guide, "Are there other colors?"

  The shopping guide recognized Mo Yinhe, excited and in awe, his voice trembling with excitement: "Mr. Mo, there are also oatmeal and beige ones."

   "Go get it and give it to her to try."

  The shopping guide hurriedly went to pick up the clothes.

  After taking it back, Si Mingjing tried both colors.

  Mo Yinhe supported his chin, stroked it, and picked and picked. It was not at all like the perfunctory attitude of other men when they accompany women to buy clothes. He enjoyed it and seriously commented: "Oatmeal color is more suitable."

  Afterwards, Mo Yinhe picked out more than a dozen cashmere coats, each with a price tag of around 30,000 to 40,000, and Si Mingjing tried them on one by one.

It is said that men are the most impatient to accompany women to buy clothes. However, Mo Yinhe, a prince who manages a lot of things every day, is more interested in shopping than Si Mingjing. On the sofa for people to rest in the store, with charming long legs, he leisurely watched his baby changing clothes.

  His baby has a good figure and looks good. The clothes he picked out are bright and attractive no matter how they are worn on her.

  Si Mingjing was tired from the trial, and whispered: "How many clothes do you want to buy for your sister?"

Mo Yinhe low alcohol Gou smiled: "There must be one hundred and eighty pieces, I don't like to see her wear the same clothes for the second time, it seems that I don't spoil her at all. Mingjing, remember, I am reluctant to buy clothes for women A man cannot marry, has neither financial resources nor charm."

  One hundred and eighty pieces?

   Then wouldn't she be exhausted from trying?

  Si Mingjing murmured, "It's a pleasure to be your sister."

   "Being my woman is happier, you can consider it." Mo Yinhe Chunchun is kind and seductive.

  It's a pity that you already have your own, I don't want to be a substitute for Xiaobai's mother, Si Mingjing complained in his heart.

  Si Mingjing didn't answer the conversation, and continued to be a tool for fitting clothes. After picking out one store, he went to the next store to pick out. Si Mingjing wanted to give him a nickname, "Sweeping King"!

  It turns out that when a man sweeps up the goods, there is nothing wrong with a woman.

  (end of this chapter)