The queen is a little sweet: sir, good night!

Chapter 62 What Do You Think I'm Going To Do?
Just like what I saw in Su Yeting's big room in the morning, the clothes here are all the latest models from various big brands.

Although Xia Qianchu couldn't afford it, she would still flip through fashion magazines to see what styles were released in this issue, and she would comment on it from time to time.

It is unlikely that these clothes are for her women. Some of them are pre-sale items that she saw in a magazine last month and will be released this month.

A thought arose in her mind, she randomly found a few clothes, all of which were in size S, and then found a few pairs of shoes, all of which were size 36.

As small as underwear and belts, all in her size, so these things are all prepared today?
When she was surprised, the door knocked lightly. She hadn't closed the door in the first place, and a maid knocked on the door as a reminder.

"Miss Xia, the husband's room can no longer hold clothes, so we put them next door. These are all the latest styles of this season.

The room next to it is a cloakroom, we put it there if we don’t use it often, if you need anything, you can go to the next door to pick it. "

The maid introduced enthusiastically, but Xia Qianchu was already in a daze. Isn't this full of clothes all there?

She followed the maid to the cloakroom next door. This is simply a woman's paradise!From spring to winter, all year round.

All kinds of colors, all kinds of styles, only what she can't think of, nothing that is not here, and this is prepared for this season.

The maid meant to prepare again every other season, Xia Qianchu covered her mouth and almost screamed.

There is no woman who doesn't like skirts, high heels, just skirts have formal occasions, informal occasions, dresses, casual wear, etc...

"Miss Xia, take a look first. If there is anything missing, tell us, and we will add it for you tomorrow." The maid held a notebook, ready to check for omissions and fill in the gaps.

At this moment, Xia Qianchu finally understood why Lin Xiaoyu degenerated from a vigorous girl at the beginning to a money-worshiping girl.

If you are used to PRADA, GUCCI... These luxury brands, you will still wear hundreds of clothes and carry hundreds of bags?

From ancient times to the present, it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. Xia Qianchu casually glanced at a handbag next to him, which was 13280.

"Nothing is bad." She exited the cloakroom with some guilt.

He thought silently that this was sugar-coated bullets. He must want to disintegrate himself, and he must persevere, he must persevere.

"Madam, is there anything else you need?"

"No more, I'm going to rest." Xia Qianchu still changed into her pure cotton SpongeBob pajamas. She didn't dare to wear the silk pajamas that were put on last night.

Looking at this luxurious big bed room, everything is of great value, "Oh my god, it's all sugar-coated cannonballs!"

While she was wailing, the doorknob was turned open. Seeing the tall figure appearing at the door, Xia Qianchu subconsciously covered her chest.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing her in a cartoon pajamas with her hands over SpongeBob's eyes is as hilarious as it gets.

"What do you say I'm going to do?" He approached her step by step.

Xia Qianchu had already retreated to the bedside, "I, we signed the contract."

The man slowly approached her, seeing her cute little face flushing, he put the bottle in his hand on the bedside table.

"It's just here to deliver medicine, what do you think I'm going to do?" He had already recovered.

Xia Qianchu looked at the medicine bottle next to him that he had smeared on his knees yesterday, and his face became even redder.

"Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?" She said guiltily.

"this is my house."

(End of this chapter)