Chapter 60 We Want This Skirt
The stylist next to him looked embarrassed.

The little lady chose this one if she didn't choose anything else.

This is what he brought over to fill up the number. He originally thought that the little girl would not like this color.

Unexpectedly, the little lady had a unique taste, so she immediately fell in love with this dress.

Seeing the embarrassment on the stylist's face, Xu Zhiyan knew that there must be another story about this dress, "What's wrong? Mr. Li?"

Guo Zhi sighed, picked out this dress and explained, "This dress is top-notch in terms of fabric and design, but this dress has been three years old, and no one has picked it. The little lady caught her eye."

I don't know whether to say that this lady has a sharp eye or that she has a unique taste.

Generally speaking, Datura is an exotic flower species introduced from South America, mostly purple, pink and white.

But the mandala embroidered on the corner of the skirt is still bright red.

One of the four flowers of hell, it is also the smallpox of the Buddhist Paradise, an auspicious flower of happiness and well-being.

The two are only for a moment, depending on what the person who decides thinks.

But this weird bright red can only remind them of the coquettish and fatal feeling of Bianhua.

obviously,
Xu Zi chose it as the Flower of Hell.

When she saw it for the first time, she was already deeply attracted.

The bright yellow stamens are inlaid with rhinestones, shining brightly.

"Can you tell me the reason?" Xu Zhiyan took a look at this dress, and it was indeed the most outstanding of the three. Xiao Zi had a good eye.

A look of confusion flashed across Guo Zhi's eyes, he sighed, and said, "All the families in Shangjing think this dress is unlucky, and the ladies don't like this color, and... moreover, the designer's family is falling apart, and people have gone crazy. Yes, others say it is bad luck, so I don’t want to buy it.”

What's more, he said that it was because of this unlucky dress that he was so unlucky until he went crazy.

Everyone renamed it "Bad Luck."

In fact, the name of this dress is "Bloom."

It's beautiful and touching.

Xu Zhiyang quickly pulled the little girl back, for fear that she would be infected with bad luck, "Let's pick another one, pick another one, and don't want this one. We can afford any expensive ones, and Xiaozi picks another one."

Guo Zhi sighed, he knew it would end like this.

Even if this young lady agrees, her family will definitely not agree.

Any big family in Shangjing would definitely stay away from this kind of thing.

The richer people are, the more they cherish their lives. Who would spend money to encounter such a bad luck.

Xu Zi broke free from Xu Zhiyang's arms, she ran to the dress, she was extremely firm, "Brother, Xiao Zi likes this dress, can you trust me?"

Seeing Xu Zhiyan also looked tangled, she ran over and grabbed the hem of his clothes, shook it lightly, raised her black eyes and prayed with a small face, "Brother, didn't you say you want Xiao Zi to choose by himself? Believe Xiao Zi, please?" it is good?"

Xu Zhiyan knelt down, looked her in the eyes, pondered for a moment, and continued: "Xiao Zi, brother respects your choice, as long as you don't regret it."

Xu Zhiyang still wanted to stop it,
Xu Zhimo held his arm, "Stop talking, this is Xiaozi's own decision, as long as she likes it."

Xu Zi touched her skirt,
The mandala at the corner of the skirt seems to be more coquettish.

"Uncle Guo, we want this dress." She raised her face and smiled sweetly.

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