Alena took a look. The style of this what they sell is similar to those that Waylon usually wears. The silk material is also comfortable looking.

She smiled, picked up a white shirt, and compared it. "I want to buy a men's shirt, is there any recommendation you have for me?"

The shopping guide nodded kindly while guiding her to go inside. "I don't know whom you want to buy. Is it your lover or...?"

Hearing the words lover, Alena was stunned for a moment and her cheeks were unconsciously stained with a layer of red. Answering the clerk, her voice was barely audible. "Well, I'm going to buy it...