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Yang Zimei took Xuehu out of the house and went straight to Xia's clothing store.

Xia Mu was waiting in there, and Xia Mo was also there.

"Zimi!"

As soon as Xia Mo saw Yang Zimei, she rushed over and took her hand. "Dead guy, where have you been these few days? I don't even attend class, I want to die for me."

"Back to the countryside, why are you here, Xia Mo?" Yang Zimei was also very happy to see Xia Mo.

"My mother said you are coming, and I will be here, otherwise, I don't know where to go to see you." Xia Mo said.

"Ready to go back to school on Monday."

"By the way, we will start the second mock exam next Monday. You have to come back and take the first test," Xia Mo said.

"Retake the test again?" She won the first mock test. She was still a little happy at the time. Now, she doesn't feel the test again. As for that position, she doesn't care much.

"Yes, this mock exam is also very important. It is a preview of the entrance exam. The seats are all based on the entrance exam seat. You can get it. Otherwise, when you really have the entrance exam, you ca n’t touch your seat. "Xia Mo said.

"Ok."

Xia Mo's gaze fell on Xuehu who followed her, and her eyes flickered. "This is your pet dog? It's so cute, I want to touch it."

She squatted down, and just wanted to touch, Xuehu jumped into Yang Zimei's arms and didn't let her touch.

Yang Zimei embarrassed and said to Xia Mo: "It doesn't like others touching it, just look at it if you like it."

"Woohoo--"

Xia Mo muttered his mouth in frustration, but did not reach out to touch it anymore, but looked at Xuehu with affection, and planned to raise such a cute puppy.

"Little eyebrow, come and try on clothes."

Xia Mu took out a little white dress and yelled at Yang Zimei.

This little dress is still adhering to the minimalist concept of designer LY. Lace trim tube top, pure white satin cloth, embroidered with white rose petals, and a black thick silk belt around the waist is freely tied on the left waist With a big bow.

"Beautiful little dress!"

Xia Mo saw and sighed, "Zi Mei will look great when worn."

"It was tailored to her!"

Xia Mu smiled and handed the clothes to Yang Zimei, "Go, try in."

"Thank you aunt."

Yang Zimei took the clothes over, entered the fitting room, and put on this little dress, which fit well and was very comfortable to wear.

She stepped out, eyes of Xia Mu and others lit up.

"Wow, it really looks good, elegant and smart." Xia Mo sighed around her.

Yang Zimei looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied.

The meticulous workmanship of this dress completely highlights the characteristics of his figure and makes him have the illusion that it is a princess.

"Shoes."

Xia Mu fetched a pair of black rhinestones, the same simple design of high-heeled shoes, let Yang Zimei put on.

She looked even more temperamental in her shoes.

"Well, the accessories aren't worn properly."

Xia mother looked at the dark black peach wood sign hanging on her chest and the jade piece to which Xiaoqian soul was attached, and shook her head.

Yang Zimei reached out and touched the Taomu card and Xiaoqian's jade pieces.

Xiao Qian was unwilling, "Sister, you can't abandon me, no matter what, I will always be with you!"

Xiao Qian's soul has been relying on her breath to grow her aura, and naturally she will not let it leave herself.

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