At the reception desk of Ace's boutique, Xu Jiao lowered her head as she held onto her purse. She felt a shadow block out the sunlight as she subconsciously raised her head to take a look.
Although the man in front of them didn't have eyebrows like swords, he could still be considered strong and handsome. His shirt had been ripped open two times, giving off an indescribable feeling of charm.
After recovering from her daze for a while, Xu Jiao blushed and quickly stood to the side, wanting to make way for him.
Unexpectedly, the man wrapped his arm around her shoulders and smiled wantonly.
"Boss, I'll take the lamp in her hands!" "Wrap it up for me!"
Xu Jiao's lips slightly parted. She clearly hadn't realized what was going on.
"Sir, there are a lot of lamps in this style. Please come in and take a look." The boss patiently explained.
"Are you deaf? What I want is the one in her hands. Three times? Five times? "It doesn't matter!"