Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Haha, OK."

Ye Ziyi nodded.

Afterwards, the two began to visit the women's clothing store. Xiao Chen would buy it if Ye Ziyi liked it.

It is worth mentioning that Ye Ziyi buys clothes very quickly and does not make any traces of ink. As long as you look at them, you can buy them.

Unlike most women, even if they are good at it, they have to stroll around.

In Ye Ziyi's words, her time is precious and should not be wasted on buying clothes.

Half an hour later, the two came out of a women's clothing store.

"Are you tired? Let's find a place to rest?"

Ye Ziyi asked.

"OK."

Xiao Chen nodded and looked around.

"There are cold drinks there, let's go and have a drink of juice."

"good."

Ye Ziyi nodded.

Just as the two were about to go to sit, an old voice sounded from behind them.

"Amitabha, donor, the old monk is right."

Hearing this voice, Xiao Chen turned his head to look at what was going on?

Behind him was an old and thin monk standing, wearing a yellow monk's robe, looking a little old.

The old monk's face was rosy, with white eyebrows and white beards, and he looked like a compassionate face.

When, when, when, when.

A crisp sound of impact came out, and Xiao Chen looked down.

When he saw the beads made of fine steel in the old monk's hand, his eyes shrank, his eyes widened, and his face changed!

Ye Ziyi next to her obviously recognized the old monk, and her pretty face also changed drastically!
Chapter completed!