The elevator quickly reached the basement level, with the two girls walking in front, and Chen Tianlong tagging along like an attendant.
Chen Tianlong followed along like this and suddenly arrived at an entrance. He subconsciously looked up, and his eyes brightened with a "ka-thunk," almost popping out.
Because there were three bright words on the wall: "Women's Street."
"Whew..."
As an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, seeing such exciting words, Chen Tianlong couldn't help feeling a bit of blood boiling.
Although he was a bit embarrassed, he was more excited.
"Chen Tianlong, what are you doing, still standing there dumbfounded."
Having said this, Lu Xiaoyu quickly walked over, hooked Chen Tianlong's hand, and led him inside. After all, most of the passing crowd were couples, understanding that Chen Tianlong seemed uncomfortable.
The three quickly arrived at a clothing store, which wasn't an underwear store but a high-end fashion shop.
