Yuan Yingying braced herself and took a pair of hollowed-out chiffon panties from the shelf. Wearing this sexy underwear was almost the same as not wearing it. Of course, wearing it would make you more charming and seductive. Sometimes, Yuan Yingying wondered what kind of great deity was the designer of such sexy underwear. To be able to design such a gorgeous thing was really inconceivable.
"How about this one?" Yuan Yingying held the pair of hollowed-out underwear in her hand. She had a strange expression on her face as she covered her face with a big mask. No. 8 couldn't see her face anyway, so only she knew whether she was embarrassed or not.
" Oh-" Little Eighth didn't know how to answer. His face looked like a freshly cooked pig liver.
Yuan Ying played with the underwear up and down. She touched the material and workmanship of the underwear, and then reached inside to test its tightness. Her slender and fair hands flipped around in the underwear that was full of imagination.
"Does it look good?" Yuan Yingying asked again.
Eighty remained silent. If she wanted to buy it, then so be it. Why did she have to ask him so much? There was something wrong with him. It was either him, No. 8, or Yuan Yingying. He said it looked good? Didn't look good? It seemed a little ridiculous.
Yuan Yingying looked around and muttered to herself," Hmm, this is a nice dress. Hold it for me."”
No. 8's hands were full of paper bags and he could no longer reach out. Yuan Yingying placed the paper bag on his arm. Next, Yuan Yingying made a few more pairs of underwear and hung them on his arm. This was good. The colorful and eye-catching things on his arm were all on No. 8. Along the way, some of the other women snickered.
However, after the extreme awkwardness, No. 8 did not care anymore. It was just women's underwear. His cousin's kitchen cabinet was full of them. So what? Just don't think about it. He also advised himself to pretend that the other women in the hall did not exist. He comforted himself like this. In his heart, he felt much calmer. The red flush on his face gradually faded, and the embarrassment in his eyes no longer existed. He returned to his serious appearance. He felt great now. There was nothing great about it.
Even though Yuan Yingying was shopping with all her heart, her eyes never left No. 8's face. She was happy when No. 8 blushed, and she was happy when No. 8 turned green. However, when she suddenly saw that Little Eighth was calm and composed without any expression on his face as usual, she suddenly felt that this was a little ridiculous like a child playing house.
Which young man didn't fall in love, and which young girl didn't yearn for love?
Yuan Yingying felt bored. She picked a few more clothes and said to No. 8," Let's pick these first.”As he spoke, he walked towards the cashier.
Eighty followed behind him arrogantly. The paper bags in his hands and the colorful flags on his arms were very eye-catching. The women around him all looked at him. Hehe, it felt quite good.
The cashier's office was quite lively. A middle-aged woman bought a small embroidered underwear and paid for it. She turned around and saw the things on Little Eighth's body. Her eyes were fixed on him. She must be wondering what this young couple wanted to do.
The cashier in red couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't that they were surprised to see such a scenery for the first time, but because Eighty's appearance and attire at this moment were very funny. He actually walked away so calmly while holding the colorful women's underwear. However, they were embarrassed and did not dare to laugh out loud. After all, customers were God. If God wanted to do this, they could only let God do it.
When they were paying, Yuan Yingying went through the lingerie that was hanging on No. 8's arm again. This one was too flashy, and that one was too revealing. She finally chose the pink lingerie. It was only then that Little Eighth realized that Yuan Yingying was just playing with him. He felt both angry and amused.
When Yuan Yingying was about to put away the pink lingerie, No. 8 said," This looks good. You can wear it for your husband when you get home. I'm sure you'll feel something."”
He didn't expect to be waiting for her here. In front of so many women, he was the only one who could say such ambiguous words. Yuan Yingying's beautiful eyes were wide open behind her sunglasses. She was both angry and embarrassed. She was a little flustered and didn't know how to retaliate against him. What made Yuan Yingying even more embarrassed was that No. 8 kept staring at her breasts, as if he wanted to see if they would match the pink lingerie.
He was too bold, too arrogant, too evil, and too shameless. Yuan Yingying felt all sorts of emotions in her heart, but how could she vent her anger in front of so many women? He hurriedly paid the bill and turned around to escape.
Looking at Yuan Yingying's retreating figure, No. 8 could only imagine how terrible her mood must have been. Hehe, he couldn't care less. He had brought this upon himself and had nothing to do with anyone else. If she wanted to tease others, then she wouldn't want others to tease her? What kind of logic was that? Eighty was extremely satisfied. It was still one word, awesome! She picked up the bags of bags and walked out slowly.
"Hey, bring everything over." Yuan Yingying stood by the roadside and said to No. 8, who was walking out of the door.
"It's all here. Look, did you leave anything behind?”No. 8 placed the bags by Yuan Yingying's feet and watched her count them one by one.
She bought quite a few items, including shirts, pants, shoes, underwear, and Yuan Yingying's personal toys. However, since it was only for the two of them, Yuan Yingying soon divided them into two piles. She pointed at the pile that was further away from her and said," These are all for you. Take them back. I'm going home."”
Not good. Yuan Yingying was angry.
When No. 8 picked up the paper bag that Yuan Yingying threw to him, he found a suit and an expensive tie inside. When he wanted to say something, he realized that Yuan Yingying had already walked away with her belongings.
Little Eighth didn't know what she did wrong in that place, but he still felt that it was quite interesting. Whether she could be his wife or not was not up to Eighty to decide. It was also quite satisfying to satisfy his craving. Hehe. No. 8 looked at Yuan Yingying's receding figure and smiled at himself. He didn't chase after her and was too lazy to chase after her. What's the use of chasing after her? She's teasing me like this. Can she really be my wife?
No. 8 walked slowly. When he was about to reach the entrance of the residential area, he saw Yuan Yingying's red sports car driving out of the residential area. The two of them brushed past each other, so she must have seen him. However, she did not even give him a polite loudspeaker before she left.
So be it. What else could she expect from Yuan Yingying? This person was already very kind. If he had any more improper thoughts, would he look for someone to beat him up? It wasn't easy for him, Eighty, to have some free time. It was the right way to enjoy this happy time quietly.
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