This bus really went to Central Business Street.

After three stops, almost everyone on the bus got off the bus.

Yun Hua tugged at the corner of Bo Siqing’s clothing: “Let’s go down, you haven’t brought any luggage … and don’t change your clothes.”

“Ah.”

When Yun Hua thought of clothes, he suddenly found that Bo Siqing’s clothes were strange.

Due to weather conditions, the city of F in 5 was already very hot. The windbreaker he wore was taken off. At this moment, he was wearing a weird style of clothes, which was very exotic.

Yun Hua suddenly asked, “You clothes …”

“Oh, come back in a hurry, forget to change, the local clothes of African S countries.” Bo Siqing smiled at her, “Why, I don’t think it looks good on me?”

Yun Hua instantly gave him a big white eye, snorted, “It’s because it’s so good, everyone is watching you, I’m not happy!”

She didn’t say that.

Bo Siqing’s height, appearance and temperament, even if he is wearing a sack, how can the pride of the in the bones cannot be changed!

For example, take this exotic dress on him, and change it to a person with a slightly worse temperament, and it will give a very cheap feel.

But he wears … how to look good.

The radian of the lip angle of Bo Siqing increased, and his eyes smiled deeply.

Honestly, there are only a few good men’s clothing that Yun Hua knows. These brands are already very expensive for ordinary white-collar workers. They will grit their teeth and buy one, and keep it cautiously. wear.

Yun Hua also thinks these brands are expensive.

But she knew that for Bo Siqing, these brands might not be able to get in his eyes at all.

“You may not be used to these, you can buy two sets casually,” Yun Hua said.

Bo Siqing hooked his lips: “I’m used to everything, not so delicate.”

Yun Hua blinked, and suddenly realized that he was thinking too much.

Bo Siqing is not the same as the second generations in general. The things he has experienced and the hardships that he has suffered are beyond the imagination of the second generations.

Clothes … For him, it might just be covering his body and guarding against the cold, expensive, he really didn’t care.

How expensive is it to wear in his capacity?

How valuable is it?

His identity is enough aloof and remote. He does n’t need any expensive clothes to set it off. On the contrary, any clothes he wears, even if they are worthless rags, in the eyes of those who know him, Become valuable.

In addition, expensive clothes for him, in addition to restraining his actions, no longer have any advantages, and can not block the bullet rain, it is better than his combat suit!

Although he didn’t care about the brand and price of the clothes, Yun Hua really couldn’t take him to the supermarket to buy it, and it was not that he had no money!

The well-known brand area of ​​the mall does not have a large passenger flow. There are few customers scattered, which is really too expensive.

Since Bo Siqing doesn’t care about the brand, then Yun Hua does not choose the brand according to his own inherent impression. Anyway, any brand here is very expensive, so choose only the eye-catching.

“Come here.” Yun Hua pulled Bo Siqing into a counter.

“Welcome.” The teller’s face with a polite smile, very formal service, neither cold nor enthusiastic.

This is the attitude of most high-end store tellers, which will not obviously show disdain or disdain, but certainly not enthusiastic.

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