Because of her work, her shoes are all of the same style. She usually walks on the ground, but now whether she wears high heels or not, it feels really different.
"Let's go."
Changing the direction, Yin Liting gently held her waist.
Lifting his feet, Yu Qingluo puffed up his cheeks and couldn't help but give him another fierce look:
I didn’t know it clearly before I went home.
The whole thing is unreliable!
Along the way, Yin Liting matched her pace. The two of them had little communication but a very warm atmosphere. Passing by a clothing store, Yu Qingluo went in to pick out some clothes.
There were people paying the bill and others carrying bags. She was in a good mood. When she walked out, Yin Liting looked diagonally across:
"There are shoes in front."
The large store was transparent and high-end. At first glance, it was obvious that it was a professional sports brand. She stretched out her hand and Yu Qingluo grabbed him:
"No, I don't wear much clothes usually, so let's go to that store."
As she spoke, she pointed to another fashionable women's shoe store in front with an actress' sign hanging on the door.
“The sneakers are comfortable.”
Why does the ad still look like high heels?
Yin Liting still wanted to go to the other side, but Yu Qingluo pushed him forward:
"As long as it's flat, don't choose."
Due to work reasons, her clothing styles are mostly fashionable and formal, with sportswear being the least popular, while this shopping mall is the most luxurious. They only shop on the first floor, and a T-shirt can cost thousands or even tens of thousands. Yu Qingluo feels that the shoes It's certainly not cheap.
For her, appearance is only important when going out. Most of the things she wears at home are good for two hundred yuan, not to mention that this is just a temporary deal?
After wandering around the store, Yu Qingluo took a fancy to a black pointed head with retro gold buckle decoration:
"This seems okay."
The upper is very soft to the touch, the heel is only one centimeter, and the sole is also thick. I was making gestures with my hand while the waiter introduced enthusiastically:
"Miss, you have such a good taste. This is a hot item this year. Many beauties who love flat shoes or are not used to high heels but want to be fashionable like them very much. What you are getting is just a one-to-one replica sample. The authentic design is more perfect. Softer and more comfortable.”
"What size do you wear? Let me check if it's in stock first?"
As he said that, the waiter had already taken out his mobile phone:
"The shoe size is standard, just the size you usually wear."
"Thirty-eight."
"There's another pair, do you want to try them?"
Subconsciously, she wanted to see the price of the shoes. When she flipped her hands, Yu Qingluo found that there was no price tag. Thinking that she could try it without spending any money, she nodded:
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
While operating on the mobile phone, the waiter said enthusiastically:
"Miss, please sit on the shoe-trying chair. The shoes will be delivered to you shortly."
As he spoke, he led the two of them to the circular seats inside. As soon as Yu Qingluo sat down, a waiter came over with a shoe box in his arms:
"Hello, nice to serve you, is it code thirty-eight?"
Squatting down, the waiter put on gloves and handed over a pair of flesh-colored stockings:
"Sorry, miss, our shoes are limited edition. You have to wear the stockings we provide when trying them on. The socks are brand new and disposable, so you can rest assured."
As she spoke, she pointed to the trash can on the side. Someone happened to take off their socks and throw them away. The waiter also provided scissors and destruction services to ensure that the socks were disposable.
How much does it cost to have this kind of service?
Yu Qingluo's heart skipped a beat. On the other side, another waiter came over and shouted:
"Sister Lin, have my shoes arrived?"
"The guests are waiting."
Turning around, she saw Yu Kehuan and Pei Junchi walking over——
