They visited the children's clothing area first, and Cheng Xiang chose clothes for the three children.
I was also confused about whether to buy them shoes because I was not sure about the shoe size and I was afraid that the ones I bought would not fit.
Zhou Tianlei said softly from the side: "Bring them here next time to buy things you like."
"That's fine." Cheng Xiang smiled at him and took him to the toiletries area.
I have run out of shampoo and shower gel at home and need to replenish it.
In this era, most people still wash their whole body with a piece of soap, such as Zhou Tianlei.
But Cheng Xiang, who has been brainwashed by later generations' skin care concepts, still thinks it's better to classify them into different categories.
Nowadays, unlike supermarkets in later generations, you can choose products freely. You need to ask the salesperson at the counter to help you take them out.
Cheng wanted to pick out a few flavors, but he didn't like them all.
When Zhou Tianlei heard about it, he just smiled and said: "Everything is fine."
Cheng Xiang glanced at him helplessly.
But in Zhou Tianlei's opinion, these flavors are not even half as sweet as hers.
Cheng asked the salesperson to take it a few more times.
Yes, the snobs are coming.
In this era, toiletries are rare items, and those who can use them are city dwellers from well-to-do families who live a relatively sophisticated life.
Although the man was tall and mighty and the woman was beautiful, they looked plain and dressed in ordinary clothes and did not look like wealthy people. They kept picking and choosing. The salesperson lost her patience and felt that this woman had never seen the world, which made her look swollen. Being fat.
"Comrade, if you can't get used to the smell of this, maybe you can't get used to it. It's different from soap after all." The salesperson's smile was sarcastic.
Cheng Xiang raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Snobbery will not fade with the rise of the times. It is a product of every era.
But unfortunately, she met Cheng Xiang, a little master of quarrels.
"Is it expensive?" Cheng Xiang asked confused.
"Of course." the salesperson said slightly mockingly.
"Oh, I saw you standing here and thought it was cheap." Cheng Xiang looked at her with a half-smile.
"What do you mean?" After the salesperson realized what he was doing, he yelled with a pale face.
"I mean how many bottles can you afford if you stand here for a month?" Cheng Xiang glanced at her and said.
"You, you..." the salesperson wanted to retort, but was incoherent and didn't know how to reply.
"Can't people who usually use soap buy the shower gel from you?" Cheng Xiang deliberately raised his voice, attracting side glances from the people around him.
"Of course not, anyone can buy it," the salesperson explained hurriedly.
"Then please bring me those bottles. I want to compare them. Thank you." Cheng Xiang asked her.
The salesperson rolled her eyes at him. Although she was reluctant, she didn't want to get angry.
He took 5 bottles and handed them to Cheng Xiang, then crossed his arms and looked at Cheng Xiang impatiently.
Cheng Xiang opened each one and smelled it, then shrugged, spread his hands and said, "I don't like them all, so I won't buy them." After saying that, he gave the salesperson a harmless smile.
Zhou Tianlei knew that this smart guy was going to play tricks, so he said nothing from the beginning to the end, looking at her with an expression on his face.
Cheng Xiang pulled Zhou Tianlei to leave.
The salesperson's disdainful voice came from behind: "I don't have enough money to put in a big deal."
Cheng Xiang turned around and looked at her coldly and said, "You have money? Why are you still selling it here?"
The salesperson reacted for a long time and suddenly understood what she meant.
"What do you mean?" the salesperson shouted angrily.
"What I mean is very clear. Can't you understand?" Cheng Xiang looked at her like she was an idiot.
The salesperson was about to retort fiercely.
Zhou Tianlei asked from the side: "Are you the only salesperson here?"
The man rolled his eyes at Zhou Tianlei and said, "Of course not."
Zhou Tianlei said coldly: "Then change it."
The man stood there with a red face and a thick neck.
Another salesperson who looked like a middle-aged woman heard the quarrel here and rushed over and asked: "What's going on, gay? Is there any problem?"
The salesperson looked kind-hearted.
Zhou Tianlei asked with an indifferent look: "Can you also be in charge of this counter?"
The middle-aged woman nodded yes.
Zhou Tianlei pointed to the shelves at the counter and said, "Take a bottle of every flavor here, want them all."
After saying that, he threw out a stack of unity.
The salesperson from before looked at Zhou Tianlei, who was spending a lot of money, dumbfounded.
The middle-aged woman had borrowed money and stammered: "Okay, okay, I'll issue an invoice to you right away."
Cheng Xiang looked at Zhou Tianlei who was carrying a bag of shower gel in a funny way: "How can you use up so much?"
Zhou Tianlei took one look and said, "If the whole family uses it, I can use it too."
Cheng Xiang looked at him with a smile and said: "Actually, there is no need to compete with people like them. If I buy so many, won't it increase her performance? It will give her an advantage."
Zhou Tianlei smiled and said nothing. This high-profile way of doing things was not his style, but he could not tolerate anyone looking down on her.
They went to the food area. Cheng Xiang bought some glutinous rice sticks, peach cakes, biscuits and some snacks for the children to grind their mouths with.
I also bought some White Rabbit toffee, which is the children’s favorite.
Zhou Tianlei leaned into her ear and whispered: "Buy what you like to eat."
Cheng Xiang felt itchy in her ears and shrank her neck. She was not greedy for snacks, but she felt happy because of his preference.
She still bought a bucket of malted milk, which she could drink with water.
In the clothing area, Cheng Xiang didn't want to buy clothes at first, because the original owner had so many clothes that the wardrobe could hardly fit them in.
But Zhou Tianlei brought a red skirt for her to try on.
This skirt is somewhat similar to the one that Cheng Ningning secretly wore. It is rose red, high-waisted, low-cut, and slim-fitting.
The moment Cheng Xiang walked out of the fitting room, even the salesperson exclaimed, "Wow, it looks so good."
This dress is new, a few have been sold, and many people have tried it on, but no one has ever worn it so beautifully.
Red will make people with fair skin look fairer.
The red high-waist design highlights her tall and slender figure.
The jade-white legs under the skirt and the low-cut collar reveal the slender neck and sexy collarbone.
Zhou Tianlei looked at the woman in front of him and took a deep breath.
He just thought she looked good in red, but he didn't expect her to be so stunningly beautiful.
Even though Cheng Xiang was naked today and without any makeup, his long black hair, thick black beauty, and beautiful red lips combined together looked like a rich oil painting.
Pedestrians passing by stopped to admire the beautiful scenery.
Cheng Xiangyan looked at the dazed Zhou Tianlei with a smile and asked, "Does it look good?"
"It looks good." Zhou Tianlei took a breath and whispered.
When he suddenly noticed other eyes on Cheng Xiang.
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. This was a beautiful scenery that was exclusive to her and no one else was allowed to enjoy it.
He put his arms around Cheng Xiang's shoulders and said softly: "It's very beautiful. I want it. Go change it."
Cheng Xiang hesitated for a moment and said, "There seems to be little opportunity to wear such clothes. They are not suitable for wearing in the village. They are quite expensive. Don't waste your money."
Zhou Tianlei lowered his head and said softly: "Wear it for me."
Cheng Xiang's face suddenly became hot, and he poked him with his elbow a little shyly.
He hesitated and said, "Actually, I want that red cheongsam to wear on my wedding day."
When he heard her talk about getting married, Zhou Tianlei, who was already hot, felt that his blood was boiling.
She said she wanted to get married, she planned to get married, and she wanted to get married to her.
He breathed heavily, and while gently pushing her into the fitting room, he turned back to the salesperson and said, "I want both pieces. Let's make an invoice."
When Cheng Xiang heard this, he had already pushed him into the fitting room and closed the door. She shouted inside: "It's not necessary."
But the man outside had already strode to pay the money.
