Top stream his sister became popular after live broadcast of metaphysics farming

Chapter 358 The Helper Is Here
After entering the mall, Xia Zhihuai couldn't control the urge to chop his hands.

After all, shopping in shopping malls is not a woman's right. When he was popular, he also spent revenge when he came here.

No better than those women who like to buy bags, cosmetics and clothes.

Now that his income level is not as good as before, he is much more restrained. He hasn't come here to buy anything for a long time.

Wanwan rushed to the front, and after entering the men's clothing store, she met the shopping guide. Huang Xikong and Xia Zhihuai entered the store and sat down on the sofa.

Zhu Qing threw the Zai Zai bag to Xia Zhihuai and walked towards Wanwan with a smile: "I'll follow Wanwan and see what clothes she has chosen."

Xia Zhihuai leaned on the sofa, leaning on one hand and looking at Wanwan walking between sets of clothes, and whispered softly: "I want to see what kind of clothes she would choose for you."

Huang Xikong was playing with his mobile phone. He glanced at Wanwan who was looking at a set of men's clothes, smiled and said, "She should like it."

From the area where Wanwan walked in, he knew that the style of those clothes might be very different from his.

But he had no intention of rejecting Wanwan's kindness. There was nothing better than raising a daughter.

I didn't realize the joy of raising a daughter when I was alive, but I didn't expect that I got a big deal after my death.

Zhu Qing was squatting next to Wanwan, looking up at the pink short-sleeved piece pointed by Wanwan, and asked in a low voice: "Will the color of this piece not match Mr. Huang?"

Wanwan shook her head firmly: "It's okay."

Uncle Huang wears either black or white every day, almost becoming brothers with black and white. Of course, he can't buy more black, black and white clothes, as there is no sense of agility at all.

How nice is pink.

Very nice, super pretty.

And Uncle Huang is also good-looking, and he will definitely be more dazzling after wearing it.

Seeing Wanwan's determined look, Zhu Qing showed helplessness to Huang Xikong who was not far away.

She really tried her best to persuade.

But Wanwan is obviously not a little girl who listens to others' advice.

The shopping guide helped take off the pink short-sleeves with a smile, and asked thoughtfully what size they wanted. Huang Xikong walked behind Wanwan and said with a smile: "This size is fine."

"Sir, please go to the dressing room and try it out."

Huang Xikong shook his head.

He is a ghost. Even if he looks like a human at this moment, he is not a human after all.

Once you try this dress on, it should never appear on anyone else again.

It will be somewhat contaminated with the Yin Qi on him.

Wanwan obviously understood his concerns, so she stretched out her hands towards the shopping guide and said with a smile: "Sister, please give me the clothes. I'll let my uncle try on the clothes."

The shopping guide looked at Huang Xikong, who obviously didn't like the approach of strangers, and consciously handed the clothes to Wanwan, then slowly took a few steps back.

Wanwan pushed the clothes directly to Huang Xikong and pointed to the door of the fitting room: "Uncle Huang, don't worry, you can change the clothes if they don't fit."

She patted her small chest suggestively, indicating that she would not let the Yin Qi remain.

Dealing with Yin Qi is a trivial matter for babies.

Huang Xikong felt helpless holding the clothes, but he still went into the fitting room and changed into them.

The clothes fit him, but they didn't match his pants.

Zhuqing brought Wanwan to a pair of jeans that she had spotted early in the morning, pointed at the pants and said, "This pair should match the pink short-sleeves very well."

Wanwan looked at the bear embroidery on her pants and thought it looked pretty.Only Xia Zhihuai stood behind his hands with his hands behind his back and his expression was a bit hard to describe.

He looked at Huang Xikong with admiration, standing like a pine tree, and silently gave him a thumbs up.

He was the only one who tolerated Wanwan's childish aesthetics.

After picking out the trousers, Wanwan found a yellow short-sleeved shirt from the corner with the fat blue pattern she liked a while ago. She immediately looked at Xia Zhihuai excitedly: "Brother, this, you wear this."

Xia Zhihuai resisted: "Please spare me, you like Fatty Lan, why do you want me to wear it?"

"I can't appreciate it if I wear it on myself. Only if it's on you can I appreciate it." Wanwan said seriously, with a matter-of-fact look on her face.

Xia Zhihuai realized that he really couldn't find a reason to refute. He was pushed into the fitting room by her reluctantly and put on the cute short-sleeved shirt.

One person and one ghost came out of the fitting room at the same time. Wanwan and Zhuqing stood in the same posture and nodded with satisfaction, saying in appreciation: "It's an unexpected fit~"

Zhuqing echoed: "I didn't expect it, he looks at least ten years younger."

Xia Zhihuai stared at the two of them with a dark face and said, "How old do I look in your eyes?"

Zhuqing and Wanwan were both silent, their minds were spinning rapidly, and finally they both praised: "It's not old, it's old and handsome."

"..." Xia Zhihuai looked at the two guys who changed their tune so quickly. He lowered his head and tugged on the clothes on his body, turned to look up and down in the full-length mirror, and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, "Sure enough, I still rely on my face to support myself."

He stared down at Wanwan and pointed at his pants: "If you want to buy it, buy a set. You can't favor one thing over another, little Taozi rich woman~"

Wanwan puffed up her cheeks, snorted twice, turned to Zhuqing and said, "Sister Zhuqing, please help me choose one."

She felt that men's trousers were all the same and not very good-looking.

Zhuqing turned around and took out another pair of pants and handed them over. Although Xia Zhihuai was not satisfied, he politely thanked him after taking them and changed his clothes.

Zhuqing took a photo of Huang Xikong with his mobile phone and discussed with Wanwan in a low voice: "Mr. Huang is really suitable for such brightly colored clothing. He is really good-looking. Even wearing a sack feels like he is on a show."

Although Wanwan didn't quite understand what a show was, it didn't affect her judgment on beautiful things. She said with a face of approval: "Uncle Huang is no worse than my brother in appearance. He has a bit of that..."

Wanwan racked her brains to think of the words, and finally raised her finger and said, "Yes, elegant and profound."

Master said that there are many good-looking people in the world, but very few have outstanding temperament.

My brother now only has a good-looking body and an interesting soul, but he has no way of sitting or standing, and lacks a temperament that exudes from the inside out.

There seems to be no depth.

As for what is depth?

Sorry, it’s not written in my little friend’s dictionary yet, it will be added in the future.

Now she is just copying her master's exact words.

Zhuqing also felt that the idiom that suddenly popped out of Wanwan's mouth was quite accurate, and then took Wanwan to continue shopping in the store. When the last few people came out of the clothing store, Huang Xikong and Xia Zhihuai each had six Seven shopping bags, then turned around and plunged into the shoe store nearby.

Until dinner time, a few people appeared in the hot pot restaurant on the first floor and specially requested a private room.

As a result, Bai Qingyi called at this time, saying that he was bringing a friend over to have a meal.

After Xia Zhihuai told him the location, he looked at his phone and thought for a long time. He raised his head and said to the people at the table: "I suspect this guy has installed a surveillance camera on me. Otherwise, why would he be able to get there every time I turn on the small stove? Or call and ask for the location?”

Wanwan couldn't bear to tell him that Uncle Bai wouldn't monitor such high-tech things, but he had many ways to figure out what they were doing.

For example, with the delusion mirror in his hand, he can see what they are doing anytime and anywhere.

This illusion-breaking mirror was made from a dragon horn crystal that my brother kindly sponsored.

(End of this chapter)