Kong Yulan is quite a knowledgeable flirt.
"Ripped?"
Zhang Le didn't understand, "Such expensive stockings, and someone would actually be willing to rip them?"
Aren't they meant to be worn with care?
"They're meant to be ripped. If Yitong's boyfriend is up to the task, these five pairs of stockings might not last a single night!"
"Hiss!"
Zhang Le drew in a sharp breath.
She wasn't stupid; she understood what Zhang Le meant, it must be some poker game, playing little games to spice things up.
But wasting ten thousand yuan in one night?
Isn't that too extravagant?
Jiang Yitong also felt the pinch in her heart; she originally planned to buy just one pair, but as long as Lin Baici liked it, the money would be well spent.
If she wasn't still unfamiliar with Lin Baici and a bit thin-skinned, she would have bought some outfits too.
"Yitong..."
Kong Yulan was feeling the letters on the stockings and gave Jiang Yitong a tender look.
"What?"
