C80 Tight on Me

"Wa ~ ~" Lin Mobai glanced left and right. In front of her was a golden storefront, about a hundred square meters in size. It was filled with imported designer clothes.

Her face was almost touching, Soong Qingxiao shook his head helplessly, then pulled her hand and walked straight in.

"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?" A smiling attendant greeted them.

Soong Qingxiao waved his hand