Song Yiyi nodded and shook her head, "I need a pair of high heels."
Cen Yue slowly pulled the corners of his lips, his eyes falling on Song Yiyi's lips, "Then tell me, if there is a melon to eat, why do you only give it to your brother?"
Song Yiyi looked confused.
Cen Yue didn't want to hear the answer, so she took out her bag and pulled out a pair of high heels.
He squatted down in front of Song Yiyi, lifted up her skirt and helped her put it on carefully.
Song Yiyi took two seconds to react before saying, "Is this the pair you gave me last time? Did you steal it from my room?"
When did this guy go to her room? !
Cen Yue stood up casually, "I know you're lazy, so I asked Mom to help clean it up."
Only then did Song Yiyi brush her teeth and wash her face.
His eyes were not fully opened.
Song Yiyi pursed her lips and said, "There's no need to mention the previous sentence."
That way she can still remember Cen Yue's kindness.
Praise him for being attentive.
Fortunately, the photography technology in that era was not as advanced as it is today, so there was no need to go on location.
Song Yiyi and Cen Yue didn't take many photos in total.
After taking the photos and changing clothes, Cen Yue put the wedding dress into her bag and put it away.
Song Yiyi asked, "Borrowed from someone else?"
Cen Yue closed his army green backpack and casually put it on his back. "I stole it."
Coming out of the photo studio.
Song Yiyi thought she could go home.
Unexpectedly, Cen Yue wanted to take her to the department store again.
Previously, Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun took the department store by storm.
Today it's Cen Yue's turn.
He ordered everything on the counter, including Friendship Vanishing Cream, Seagull Shampoo, and Scented Soap.
Even ordering food is not that lavish.
Before Song Yiyi could persuade him, the salesperson had already quickly issued the ticket.
Cen Yue took her to look at ready-made clothes again.
When she bought the fifth piece, Song Yiyi finally couldn't help but say, "Brother, I really don't need so much. If you really want to spend money, can you just throw it in my face?"
Before Cen Yue could say anything, the salesperson next to him spoke first.
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