Zhao Jiayuan's Temptation

Xia Qinglee bit her moist lips and slowly raised her head to look at the familiar face. Her expression was somewhat absent-minded as she looked at the angry expression on her face.

"I know what you are thinking right now. Are you afraid that I will look better than you in this dress?" Qin Yuvyuv let go of his arm and directly picked up the clothes and made a circle in the mirror. She was very satisfied.

The shop assistant's face was full of apology, "Miss Qin is sorry. There is only one piece of clothing left. "

When Qin Yuvyuv heard this sentence, she felt as if she was going to explode. Her face instantly turned gloomy. "What did you say?"

"We want it. " Lu Qian held a black card between his fingers and handed it to the clerk.

The clerk jumped up in excitement. After all, this black card was the supreme VIP card of the entire mall, and only people with high status could enjoy it.