Su Xieqiu leaned in Han Zhenyu's arms, raised his hand to look at the watch, it was almost ten o'clock.
She said lazily, "Get up and go to the department store. I want to see the clothing styles here in Haishi."
"Wife, there are a lot of people in the department store this morning. Let's go in the afternoon. I want to sleep a little longer."
Han Zhenyu didn't want to get up while holding her in his arms, and his hand on her waist seemed a little dishonest.
Su Xieqiu took his hand away and said as she put on her clothes, "Then go to sleep. I'll go take a look. I'll bring you food later. Don't get up."
Han Zhenyu glanced at her with resentment, and seeing that she had already put on her skirt, he had no choice but to sit up and slowly put on his shirt and pants.
Seeing his reluctance, Su Xieqiu raised his eyebrows. Then he lifted his chin with his finger and said in a vulgar tone:
"What's wrong? You look like a wronged wife. Are you dissatisfied with me for not giving you any reward?"
Han Zhenyu paused while buttoning his shirt, and said shyly, "Master, I don't want any reward. I just felt that I didn't enjoy myself enough last night, so I hope you can serve me again."
Before he finished speaking, he had already leaned close to Su Xieqiu's chest and started touching her all over.
Su Xieqiu shuddered at the thunder, rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, and laughed while sitting on the bed.
Seeing that he was touching me again, I quickly slapped his hand away, pushed his head aside, and said with a smile: "Get lost, if you don't behave yourself, be careful that I won't give you any reward."
The couple laughed and joked in the room for a while, and after they had finished cleaning up, they went to a nearby state-owned restaurant for brunch before slowly heading to the department store.
As soon as we arrived, we saw the department store was crowded with people shopping.
They then remembered that today was Sunday. They also heard from people nearby that the textile factory had paid wages yesterday, so there were so many people.
The two of them walked slowly up from the first floor, looking at the dazzling array of clothes, shoes, bags, and various daily necessities inside, which was dazzling.
Su Xieqiu looked at the various styles of skirts, cool shirts, and sailor shirts hanging on the counter.
The most conspicuous skirts, shirts and pants are the new models she designed this year.
Su Xieqiu picked up a shirt and was looking at the workmanship of the clothes.
Suddenly, a female voice hesitantly called out from behind her: "Third sister? Su Xieqiu?"
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