The Queen of the Underworld

Shen Fei denied one scarf after another, and Mengdie was also happy to try one scarf after another without any impatience. As long as it was a scarf brought by Shen Fei, she would tie it carefully, wrap it up, and ask again Previous sentence: "Does it look good?"

At this moment, Mengdie forgot that she was a reborn person through time travel, and also forgot the responsibilities she carried, such as the queen, the underworld, the profitable investment project, the strength and speed, and learning martial arts...

Forget, forget everything. 【 】

The only thing left is the attachment to him, enjoying his care like a little woman, watching him carefully choose every scarf for her, it is really charming...

"Mengdie, try this one again!" Shen Fei took another pure white scarf. This time, instead of letting Mengdie wrap it around himself, he put down the bag in his hand and wrapped it around Mengdie's neck with his own hands. superior.

Mengdie's eyes kept staring at him, and Shen Fei still looked serious, just like a sculptor caring for his own work carefully, an ordinary movement of pulling a scarf, but pulled out a kind of warmth, a kind of happiness...

"Does it look good?"

This time, Shen Fei's smile didn't fade away, and he looked at Mengdie foolishly, "Do you think it's okay?"

"The one you choose is the best!"

Seeing that Shen Fei didn't go to buy the scarf, the female clerk next to him was also relieved, thinking that they had finally chosen it. Although she was impatient for a long time, she saw that the male was handsome and handsome, while the female was elegant and quiet. , elegant and refined; and that attire, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like an ordinary person, so she endured it deeply, maintaining a smile that was almost rigid.

"Then let's buy this one."

"kindness."

Shen Fei was about to pay, but a strange voice came from beside him, "Miss, how much is this scarf? I bought it!"

Mengdie turned her head to look at the source of the voice. It was a young man in his 27s, dressed in a famous brand, and his appearance was decent, not to the point of vomiting, but there were quite a few pimples on his face.

"We've already bought this scarf," Mengdie said.

"Beauty..." Pimpleface said with a smile, "I bought it for you, I hope you can accept it."