Jiaojiao glanced at the clerk standing in front of her, who was Zhou Yun, pulled her hand back, and shook her head, saying, "Nothing, just browsing."
Jiaojiao didn't know how to describe her own rotten luck.
She came to Beidu, and the times she went shopping could be counted on one hand, yet every time she could run into Zhou Yun. She really didn't know what kind of weird fate this was. And Zhou Yun, how could she be everywhere?
Li Yaoyao and her friends didn't know Zhou Yun, so they didn't pay attention to her. They glanced at the long trench coat Jiaojiao touched and teased with a smile, "You say you're not interested in buying clothes for yourself, turns out you're here to look for something for brother Duan, huh."
"This trench coat has a nice style. Duan Xi has a good figure, it would look great on him." Liang Wenjing looked at the coat up and down and felt the fabric, speaking softly.
