"Let me ask you, do you have pants here that are suitable for this grandma?"
Wang Qing endured a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart and asked again.
The clothing store clerk still looked at Wang Qing, staring at her young body for a long time, unwilling to look away.
When she heard Wang Qing's question, she took a piece of clothing from the hanger without even looking at it.
He said to Wang Qing, "What do you think of this?"
Wang Qing glanced at the clothes the waiter was holding.
A tight denim skirt, very short to the naked eye.
It's probably just enough to cover your buttocks.
Wang Qing glanced at the old lady who was being supported by him.
The old lady has gray hair, a dry old face full of wrinkles, and a wrinkled mouth with missing teeth at first glance.
The clerks in this store have a very unique eye for choosing clothes.
"This, this is too short."
Wearing it on an old lady would probably freeze her legs.
Seeing that Wang Qing was dissatisfied, the clothing store clerk took another dress off the hanger.
"Guest, what do you think of this?"
Wang Qing took a look and said, "Your backbone is still exposed, and you haven't wrapped it up yet."
The clerk in the clothing store pretended to take out another item.
Upon seeing this, Wang Qing quickly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll choose it myself."
"Okay, guest."
Wang Qing took a deep look at the clothing store clerk.
Apart from anything else, the training of the clerks in this store is really not very good.
You are just trying to sell the clothes in your hands, but you don’t know how they differ from person to person?
Obviously, he helped an old lady come in, and even said that he was here to pick out pants for the old lady.
I took out two skirts together, but none of them were suitable for the old lady's age.
Wang Qing shook his head and sighed.
However, seeing that the boss actually opened the store in a place like this, you know that the boss is probably not very good.
There are no customers on the street, and the surrounding shops are basically closed.
If this store can continue to operate, she will write the character "王" upside down.
Wang Qing secretly made an evaluation of this store, and then helped the old lady choose clothes in the store.
When the clerk saw Wang Qing choosing clothes, he gradually looked away from Wang Qing.
She glanced around the store, looking at the mannequins lined up one by one.
Although the models vary in height, weight, and thickness, judging from the facial features of the models, each one is a youthful and beautiful young girl.
He is similar in age to Wang Qing.
Outside the store.
When Xie Xiaoyu saw Wang Qing helping the old lady in, he stood guard at the door of the store.
She held the strange dog and looked around the store from time to time, feeling a little anxious and worried.
The sign above his head glowed red, like a signal of danger.
From Xie Xiaoyu's perspective, he could only see a corner of the store.
There, there were two or three mannequins standing.
The mannequin is wearing a pink lady's skirt. The skirt is dotted with a lot of lace, which contrasts with its pitch-white body, giving it a strangely sweet and cute look.
Xie Xiaoyu was a little confused.
Logically speaking, the mannequins in such clothing stores are usually about the same size and have graceful figures.
In this way, it is convenient to wear clothes of similar sizes, and it can also make the clothes look more beautiful.
But this store did the opposite. Not only did the mannequins vary in height, but they also had different body shapes.
Just the two or three in the corner, some are fat and some are thin.
He is fat, with his belly even bulging outwards, and his arms and thighs are thicker, showing some fat.
She is thin and has a flat chest, with almost no ups and downs at all.
Although each skirt was just right, it covered up the shortcomings of their figures and made the dummies look very beautiful.
But Xie Xiaoyu's sharp eyes could still detect something was wrong.
Such uneven fatness and thinness make these models look less like dummies.
Instead it's like...
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Xie Xiaoyu's ear.
"Little sister, what are you standing here looking at? The clothes in the store are very beautiful. Do you want to come in and try them on?"
The voice was gentle and kind, with a bit of coaxing.
"Come in and give it a try. It's okay. I won't charge you any money."
A layer of sweat suddenly broke out on Xie Xiaoyu's back.
As soon as he raised his head, he met the dark eyes of the clerk.
The clerk was standing in the store, looking out.
On the pale, dummy-like face, a pair of dark eyes stared straight at Xie Xiaoyu.
Obviously those words just now were addressed to her.
Xie Xiaoyu could feel that the clerk looked at him with a bit of inexplicable covetousness and greed.
The clerk's eyes slid down from Xie Xiaoyu's face, down to Xie Xiaoyu's slender neck, and then to his thin shoulders and slender arms.
As he kept walking around, Xie Xiaoyu gradually showed a slimmer figure because he had gained weight these days.
The clerk's eyes were sticky, with a sense of estimation.
It's like a slug crawling across people's skin, bringing an uncomfortable stickiness.
A feeling of aversion to cold filled Xie Xiaoyu's heart.
Xie Xiaoyu subconsciously said: "No, no need."
The clerk reached out, took a piece of clothing from the hanger nearby, and waved it in front of Xie Xiaoyu's face.
"Come in and try it on. Do you really not want to try on such beautiful clothes?"
Xie Xiaoyu's eyes subconsciously fell on that piece of clothing.
For a moment, she felt attracted.
The dress was a pink and white skirt decorated with lace and small pearls.
Any girl who likes small skirts will have a hard time resisting such a sweet style.
Xie Xiaoyu even felt that there was a voice in his ear, speaking seductively.
"Go in and try it on. It's just a try anyway. If it doesn't fit you, you can take it off and return it."
The clerk is also saying:
"Little sister, you are so beautiful. Try this dress on. It will definitely suit you."
Xie Xiaoyu listened to the sound blending in his ears.
There was even a dizzy delusion in my mind.
It was as if at this moment, she really just saw a skirt that she particularly liked in front of an ordinary clothing store.
However, Xie Xiaoyu knew that it was not the case.
She sobered up quickly.
Realizing that he might have just faced pollution directly, he fell into a trance for a moment.
The source of the contamination was the skirt held by the clerk.
She didn't look at the skirt in the clerk's hand.
He just shook his head silently and didn't even say anything this time.
The clerk wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly he heard a high-pitched inquiry coming from inside the store.
"Excuse me, can I try on these pants?"
Wang Qing grabbed his pants, raised them high in the direction of the clerk, and asked loudly.
This was a pair of simple trousers that she managed to find among so many girly clothes after almost being spoiled for choice.
