Sophie Smith waited for a while outside the fitting room, and only then did Asher Land come out.
He had removed his mature suit jacket and changed into a casual, relaxed outfit.
A simple, retro British-style gray suede jacket, trendy yet straightforward, paired with black jeans and stylish Martin boots, accentuating his long, straight legs.
Hmm, the only word Sophie could think of was 'handsome.'
"Don't drool, I know I'm handsome." Unexpectedly, when this man became narcissistic, he was not modest at all.
She thought for a moment and picked up the women's version of the same style as his outfit and went into the fitting room.
Thus, the couple's outfits were magnificently born.
Asher Land was quite satisfied with her move, and she triumphantly curled her lips into a smile.
Sophie took out his wallet and swiped the card to pay.
After leaving the mall, Sophie dragged him to a tea shop.
