Lin Yiran: "Oh."

Mu Qingmo would not tell her that he did it on purpose.

A dim light of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, and Mu Qingmo continued to tie the belt slowly.

Finally, when it was time to stall any longer, Mu Qingmo finally put on the sling.

"alright."

After tying the tie into a beautiful bow, Mu Qingmo slowly let go of his hand.

Hearing this, Lin Yiran breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally done.

Lowering his head and deliberately not looking at Mu Qingmo, Lin still squeezed the hem of his skirt unconsciously.

"Let's... go out."

After hesitatingly saying this, Lin Yiran bypassed Mu Qingmo and left the fitting room.

Feeling slightly helpless, Mu Qingmo curled his lips and left immediately.

Standing in front of the mirror, Lin Yiran looked left and right, still hesitant.

The shopping guide on the side smiled and said: "Miss, this skirt really suits you."

"Wrap it up."

Mu Qingmo, who came in a hurry, smiled and said, "You look good in this skirt."

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