Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan originally took his arm and walked away, but the men's clothing area was on the third floor, and they took the elevator in. When the two of them got out of the elevator, she suddenly realized...

When did it become him holding her hand?

He is really obsessed with holding her hand.

She looked down at the hand she was holding in his palm, but said nothing.

Both of them have an eye-catching aura, and a shopping guide immediately greeted them as soon as they appeared.

Mo Shiqian's clothes are all custom-made. Chi Huan hasn't had a boyfriend these years and rarely visits the men's clothing section. At most, he has seen it with Youran, but Tang Yueze's clothes are basically not bought from the mall...

She looked up at him, "Let's see which one you like more and is more pleasing to the eye, just be casual and casual."

The man bowed his head, "I haven't picked out clothes for several years, and there is a special person in charge who changes my cloakroom every season."

Chi Huan stroked his hair, and glanced at it to avoid embarrassment, "Then just pick a suit, anyway, you're a clothes hanger, you won't look ugly in anything."

For her compliments, Mo Shiqian was quite useful, and his dull face improved a little, he led her in and walked around, and picked out a...shirt?

Mo Shiqian saw her indescribable expression, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you feel bad?"

She raised her face and said in deliberation, "Do you think this one is very different from the one on you?"

Not all shirts, just different colors, although there are differences in styles, but at first glance, there is not much difference, okay?

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He said in a low voice, "This one should be more casual, not so formal."

Have it?

"Well...then you go and change it, let me see."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her and went into the fitting room anyway.

Chi Huan sat on the sofa, resting his chin and waiting boredly... Well, this is really the first time that he accompanied a man to look at clothes.

This feeling is a bit strange.

If only... he wasn't wearing a shirt that didn't change much from day to day except for the color.

The man came out in a few minutes.

Chi Huan propped his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, tilted his head and watched his stern and slender figure walk one meter in front of her.

Because it's dark blue... it looks more formal than before.

She stroked her brow with her fingers.

"do not like?"

"very perfect."

The man raised his eyebrows, "You don't think that's a perfect expression."

"Can't you... um... wear the one Mo Shichen is wearing today?"

Mo Shiqian recalled it for a while, then frowned, and said two words clearly, "No."

"Why, don't worry, your appearance can't be overshadowed."

He said lightly, "Poor."

"No, no matter how poorly he is dressed, he still looks like a gentleman."

Among other things, that man's appearance is first-class and good-looking.

"It was only half a year since he woke up, and the poor time is not long enough."

Chi Huan, "..."

"Then you might as well wear the original one, which is lighter in color and looks more casual."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her, took out the bank card from his wallet and handed it to the shopping guide, and said flatly, "That's all."

Chi Huan, "..."

So what's the point of bringing him clothes?

It's just a change of one that looks similar, the original one on him may be a bit more high-end.

Chi Huan looked at the hand he extended towards her after swiping the card to pay, and put it up to stand up from the sofa, muttering, "It's better to go drink coffee."

It's no wonder that men usually don't like shopping very much, and she doesn't think it's interesting to look at it, especially this kind of man who is so rich that he has everything he wants and lacks everything.

Mo Shiqian led her out, "Didn't you say it's perfect and you don't like it?"

"No," she said lazily with her mouth curled up, "I just think that you change shirts...you change the color and wear it?"

The man said, "Isn't this color more suitable for your body?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She turned her head to look at the dark blue shirt on his body, then looked down at herself... the light blue denim shirt.

Indeed, blue, shirts...

But even so, the style of painting is still very different... Okay.

Forget it, Chi Huan quickly gave up trying to change him in this matter... Mo Shiqian who can be easily changed is not Mo Shiqian.

She glanced at his black trousers, "Then your trousers are also black, don't you need to change them?"

"Well, then I won't change it."

"..."

"Then let's drink coffee, and we can have lunch after drinking."

"it is good."

The coffee shop was on the top floor, and the two of them were about to take the elevator up. While they were still waiting outside, the man's cell phone rang.

He answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

Chi Huan felt that only when she heard his indifferent or even indifferent tone when he talked to other people, could she clearly feel that when he talked to her, he was indeed - very gentle.

While the man was talking on the phone, the elevator door opened. Chi Huan wanted to take his hand in, but he held it instead. He looked down and gave her a look.

"I see."

"..."

"Um."

Mo Shiqian hung up the phone, lowered his head and said to her, "It's still very early, why don't you accompany me to buy some food, I'll cook it for you at sea, there is a kitchen on the yacht."

"You... make it for me?"

"Do you not want to eat what I made or do you want to go to sea after eating?"

Chi Huan blinked, "No, let's go shopping."

Others buy private yachts to hold parties, enjoy luxury and play with women... He can think of such a down-to-earth thing as cooking meals for her on the yacht...

You even have to buy your own food.

It's really a clean stream among rich men.

When choosing ingredients, Chi Huan felt that this man had a very strange energy.

Some things just need to be taken out and thrown into the shopping cart, and some... such as potatoes, you have to pick and choose. Most people will let go of the things in their hands consciously or unconsciously at this time. It was as if he had forgotten that he still had one hand to use.

Move there with one hand like a one-armed hero.

"Mo Shiqian."

"Um?"

"You are picking seafood here, I will go to the fruit section to buy some fruit."

He looked down at her, and then said in an ordinary tone, "Okay, I'll accompany you after picking the crabs."

it is good?

Didn't she seem to say go together?

Chi Huan looked at the man who was concentrating on picking crabs, and repeated, "I mean...you continue to look at the seafood here, and I will pick the fruits by myself. This will save time...well, put my hand Just open it."

She tried to pull her hand back several times, but he didn't seem to notice it every time, but he kept holding on to not give her the chance to pull it out.