地震时怎样保护自己

“Don’t you dare!” Lu Weixi quickly got dressed and handed the jacket to him. Only then did she realize that Qin Zhiyou, who was standing by the door, had never come over. He had obviously tricked her with what he said earlier.

This was ridiculous. Even though he enjoyed fun and games, he had no interest in making a scene in public. It would be her who ended up embarrassed if they drew attention.

It wasn’t until she returned his jacket that he lightly put it on and said casually, “Remember, you promised me something earlier. What was it that you said you would call me tonight?”

Such a person! She was at her wit’s end!

Even though she was fully dressed, with her cap pulled down exceptionally low, Lu Weixi still didn’t dare to go out.

Although people like Du Sui and Fang Rushuang weren’t outside, and there were no customers around, the salespeople were always there. Even though nothing happened between her and Qin Zhiyou, they did engage in some suggestive clothing exchanges… and there was a rather large hole in the seam of the clothing she had helped him out of…

“When we leave, just pull your cap rim lower so they can’t see your face,” Qin Zhiyou proposed.

Lu Weixi shot him an annoyed glance. She was not cheeky like him. Why would she sneak out like a thief?

Even though she thought so, when Lu Weixi walked out the door, she involuntarily zipped up her sports jacket a bit higher.

Qin Zhiyou looked at her, a worried expression on his face. He simply pulled up the hood that came with her sports jacket, then zipped it up until she was almost unable to breathe. Since she was already wearing a baseball cap and an additional hood on the outside, she didn’t look much different from a penguin.

LU Weixi was immediately irritated and turned around to glare at him. Qin Zhiyou was indifferent and said, “If you’re going to hide, do it thoroughly.”

Then he pulled open the door and got there first.

Lu Weixi followed him out. Even though she was not happy about Qin Zhiyou pulling up her sports jacket and putting on her hood, she still found herself shrinking back when she walked out the door.

With a candid look on his face, Qin Zhiyou supposed the sales staff received instructions from the higher-ups. Although they didn’t know the guy in the fitting room is the boss, they always said not to disturb the customers inside. As highly-trained employees of a high-end brand, they did exactly as they were told.

So, when Qin Zhiyou left with a pile of clothes, none of the salespeople looked or even talked about them. The only one who stepped forward only asked, “How are these clothes?”

“They’re fine. Pack them all up for me.” Qin Zhiyou tossed all the clothes at the clerk and added, “And I want men’s clothes too.”

“Alright.” The clerk nodded promptly. Qin Zhiyou then asked, “Do you have anything else that’s a bit more formal?”

The clerk had a troubled expression: “Well… that’s not really our style.”

“Alright, alright,” Qin Zhiyou responded, looking disappointed. “I’ll pay now. Can I leave the stuff here?”

“Of course, no problem.”

The clerk was about to input the details when Qin Zhiyou stopped him saying, “Wait.”

He then pointed his finger towards the person hiding next to them, asking, “Are you sure you’re still…”