Your Way of Striking A Conversation Lacks Creativity

The salesperson made an ok sign and took out a pen and paper for her to write down the words.

Actually, the process was simple and similar to the customization of printed T-shirts in her own country, but the quality of the materials was better. After they were done with the printing, they washed it on the spot, blew dry and have it ironed to ensure that there weren't any changes in the colors.

"It's done." The salesperson handed the printed handkerchiefs to Xuxu.

"Thank you." After Xuxu had received them, she lowered her head and looked at them as she walked out of the shop. Her fingers caressed the four printed words at the corner of the handkerchiefs: xuxu rusheng.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, an anxious male voice called out to her from her front. Instinctively, Xuxu stopped in her steps, raised her head and looked towards the direction of the voice.

She was dumbstruck. How could there be such a beautiful… man in this world?