As She Wished

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Gu Celadon paused when she heard the words, and slowly turned around, pressing her hands on her shoulders to stretch the distance between the two.

In the mirror? Her own face was reflected.

His eyes were thoughtful, and his brows were slightly twisted.

"I don't believe in any past lives." I said this a second time.

"Well," Fu Jing was the same as last time. She didn't actually expect Gu Celadon to believe it, and said quickly, "I'm just telling you, I think so!"

Gu Celadon stared at her.

In the eyes of the little girl looking at her, there was a clearly visible emotion.

After a while.

Gu Celadon staggered? With the same smile on her lips, she pointed to the skirt on her body and asked, "Do you still like it? Buy this one if you like it."

"Hi... it's okay, no," Fu Jing changed a few words in two seconds. She felt that the skirt was okay, it was pretty, but it wasn't so pretty that she was willing to finalize it and end the shopping directly.

The tangled and changeable expressions were all on his face.

Fu Jing asked in a low voice, "Can we watch it again? Can we see it?"

"If you like it, buy it first," Gu Celadon raised his hand to tidy up his cuffs, and said lightly, "Anyway, I have to accompany you to the mall and close the door."

It's a very casual tone.

Fu Jing heard a trace of indulgence towards himself from the inside for no reason.

She smiled instantly and bent her eyes, and couldn't help but stretch her hand forward and hug her, "Sister, you are so kind."

Suddenly, Gu Celadon was hugged by her unpreparedly.

Unconsciously step back half a step.

Fu Jing still pressed her tightly.

The space in the dressing room is narrow, and Gu Celadon's back is directly against the cold mirror. A hint of anger flashed across her expression, and she wanted to push her away, but she lifted her hand, but she did not move for some reason. The body in his arms is warm and soft.

There was a moment of silence.

Gu Celadon said lightly: "You can let it go."

Listen to her voice a little darker.

Fu Jing immediately let go of her hand, raised her lips and smirked. He looked at the necklace on her neck and changed the subject and said, "Sister, what brand is your necklace?"

"There is no brand of gadgets."

Fu Jing had seen her wear it several times before. Several circles are tied together, simple and low-key design.

Listen to her saying that.

Fu Jing suddenly felt that since she could ask for a gift now, she wanted Gu Celadon more than ordinary goods sold in the mall.

And if you ask for her necklace, there is a reason to give her another one.

So Fu Jing blurted out, "I like it, can you give it to me?" She didn't feel wrong either.

Gu Celadon was stunned, staring at her thoughtfully, and then refused to say: "A gentleman does not take advantage of others."

"Okay," Fu Jing certainly wouldn't insist, just muttering, "It's okay to call a kid, it's okay to be a gentleman."