Lin Feng also felt a bit at a loss, "Ms. Mo Jun, these clothes are so nice-looking, heh, do they suit me?"
Mo Jun nodded sincerely, "Very much so! Uncle Lin, you have such a good physique, so manly, you're definitely suited for these clothes."
"Really?" Lin Feng could hardly believe his excitement.
"Of course. Go ahead and pick whatever you like, buy anything that you fancy," Mo Jun said generously.
"Mmm, Ms. Mo Jun, you're really too kind! I'm going to try them on now, just wait for me." Lin Feng, holding the clothes, headed for the fitting room.
Seeing the two of them so happy, Mo Jun's lips curled up proudly.
Haha, no one will have the nerve to scoff at me behind my back after I butter them up like this.
Of course, Mo Jun didn't forget to buy for Shang Shi and Jian Wu either.
Their physiques were all similar, not an ounce of extra fat on any of them, and they were all like walking clothes racks, looking good in practically anything.