Iria also got off the car with her, "Memoria, I'll go with you."
Memoria smiled, "Sure, there are a few clothing stores over there, let's take a look."
So, the two of them walked toward the service store together.
Memoria originally planned to use the public telephone to communicate with Leng Xiaoxie, but with Iria there, it wasn't convenient for her to make a call, so she gave up.
The two walked into a fashion store, Memoria glanced around and picked a black waist-hung skirt.
She took the skirt into the changing room to put it on, walked out and checked herself in the mirror, feeling satisfied.
Iria stood aside, looking at the graceful figure in the mirror, slightly furrowing her brows.
