Ye Fan, who was only 14 years old at this time, had grown to 1.7 meters tall. When Ye Fan changed his clothes and came out, all the females in the store looked over.

Ye Fan stood in front of the mirror and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and walked up to Zeng Li. The two of them were of the same height, allowing Ye Fan to look directly into Zeng Li's eyes, and asked: "Senior sister, how do I look? It’s okay.” After saying that, he winked.

Zeng Li looked at the handsome young man walking over. For some reason, his face gradually turned red. Hearing Ye Fan's words, he managed to calm down and said, "It's okay, this is okay." After saying that, he didn't dare to look at Ye Fan.

He turned to Cao Xin and asked, "Xiao Xin, what do you think?"

Cao Xin may have been used to seeing Ye Fan since childhood, so she quickly recovered and noticed Zeng Li's strangeness. When she heard Zeng Li's question, she looked at Ye Fan and then at Zeng Li.

, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and said with an incomprehensible face: "Well, I also think this set is good, just this one, Xiaofan, you can pay by yourself, we will wait for you at the door." After that,

Pulling Zeng Li out, Zeng Li had a gossipy expression on his face. Zeng Li seemed to have noticed something, and the blush on his face became more intense.

What else could Ye Fan say? He just went to change clothes and pay.

When Ye Fan walked out of the store, he saw Cao Xin and Zeng Li chattering. The blush on Zeng Li's face had not faded away, while Cao Xin smiled like an aunt while talking.

Ye Fan said to the two of them: "I've finished buying it, what are your plans next."

Seeing Ye Fan coming over, the two stopped chatting and said to Ye Fan: "Let's just take a stroll on this street and see if there is anything we are interested in. You can buy it as a gift for us." Zeng Li

The people on the side gradually returned to normal and nodded in agreement.

Ye Fan looked at this commercial street and felt that it was not too long, so he agreed.

one hour later……

Two hours later...

Ye Fan, who was carrying five or six bags, looked at the two girls who were still in high spirits, his expression gradually became "awkward", and he mentally wailed: 'My bulenggai!!! And my pocket money!!

!!!'

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I checked a lot of information about the author remuneration data, and the national regulations are not high. However, I believe that many non-public newspapers and publishing houses that are market-oriented will give them a higher rate, so I will not arrange a per-thousand-word remuneration here, and calculate it directly based on royalties. The data

I won’t exaggerate, speed up the original accumulation, and the subsequent plot will be easier to develop. Readers, please don’t take it too seriously. In addition, readers who like this book can recommend and collect more, recommend tickets, monthly tickets, rewards, etc. If possible, I hope to support it.
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