Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

That afternoon.

Jiang Deng sat blankly on the sofa in the VIP fitting room of the shopping mall, looking at the pile of shopping bags in front of him, blinked once, and then blinked again.

Outside the door, the shop assistants kept bringing in new clothes, shoes and bags.

"Ayu, is there anyone you like?"

Zhou Wu didn't wait for her to answer and gestured to the clerk at the row of dresses she had just glanced at:

“Wrap these all up.”

Jiang Deng: “!!!”

Omg.

how so!

Jiang Deng was going crazy. She considered herself a shopaholic, but she had never been as exaggerated as Zhou Wu.

Help, how come he spends money better than her?

Jiang Deng watched with a wooden face as Zhou Wu swiped his card to buy almost everything in the store. She was still a little confused until they walked out of the first clothing store side by side.

But Jiang Deng soon discovered that this was just the beginning.

There are many stores in the mall, and since she is here to shop, it is impossible for her to walk with her eyes closed without looking at anything.

But for some of the items in the windows, she really just glanced at them casually while walking, with no intention of buying at all. She didn't even enter the store, but Zhou Wu immediately went in without saying a word and asked people to pack up everything, and Jiang Deng couldn't even stop her.

There is no humanoid ATM like this. This is too wasteful. Too wasteful...

Jiang Deng was completely numb by the end.

She never thought that there would be a day when she would be afraid of shopping. Later on, she just wanted to escape from the mall and return to the hotel.

She was wrong. She shouldn't have suggested going shopping with Zhou Wu.

She anticipated that the atmosphere might be a little awkward when they went shopping together for the first time. Maybe Zhou Wu would feel bored, or he might want to leave early.

But Jiang Deng had never expected that she was the one who couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to run away.

She had asked Lingran for extra lessons in advance, but Lingran had never told her that Zhou Wu had this kind of personality. He was just like a nouveau riche who had just won the lottery and came to the city for the first time. He was totally off the mark.

"Actually, there's really no need to buy so many things. Some of them I don't really like that much..."

Jiang Deng tried to raise an objection.

But Zhou Wu's expression immediately became somewhat gloomy, perhaps even a little hurt: "... Don't you like it?"

So Jiang Deng's words of refusal were stuck for a moment, and he changed his words: "It's not... I like it."

Then Zhou Wu became happy and continued shopping.

Jiang Deng: “…”

While the stylist was putting makeup on her, Jiang Deng quietly took out her phone and flipped through the address book, changing Zhou Wu's note from "ZW" to:

Loser...

Jiang Deng hesitated for a moment, then added two more words at the end: "Zi'er..."

Prodigal son.

This way, it looks smoother.

Jiang Deng turned off the screen of his mobile phone, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and his phoenix eyes turned into a crescent moon.

The stylist smiled and asked her, "Ms. Jiang, are you in a particularly good mood today?"

Jiang Deng looked at the joy in his eyes and eyebrows in the mirror, and was stunned for a second before laughing out loud: "Yes."

When she walked out of the private room, Zhou Wu looked up and saw her, and there was an obvious flash of surprise in his pupils.

He was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Deng realized this and felt secretly proud of himself.

She says she is beautiful with or without makeup, but she is just talking nonsense. Looking at the way she is dressed now, people are stunned.

Finally, I have avenged myself.

The timing of our first meeting was so unfortunate. Now I can see clearly that she is usually like this! Like this!

Jiang Deng couldn't help but secretly raised his chin, walked in front of him and turned around lightly.

"Does it look good?"

Da da da.

The sound of her flat shoes hitting the ground and her clear and joyful voice penetrated her eardrums. Zhou Wu suddenly came back to his senses and laughed:

"It looks good, very beautiful."

Her black hair was tied up high, and she wore a retro red slim dress under her black cashmere coat, revealing her straight white long legs.

She has fair skin, red lips, and her eyes and eyebrows are cold, yet reveal a hint of laziness and arrogance.

She is naturally beautiful, and she looks even more radiant and gorgeous after being dressed like this, which completely conceals the fragility and innocence that she has without makeup. She looks radiant and full of aura, and the whole person is like a gorgeous blooming peony.

How could she not look good?

Zhou Wu stood up and strode towards her.