The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"Madam, are you in a panic?" Mo Junzhe suddenly grabbed him, his hand strengthened a little, and he pulled him directly into his arms.

Bai Xiran's apricot eyes widened, and she subconsciously looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

Perhaps the current atmosphere is too ambiguous, and she can even detect her own aura on the man.

Light milky fragrance.

"The zipper is not zipped properly, what should I do if I go out like this?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, and there was a faint chuckle inside, like teasing, more like he was teasing.

Bai Xiran could only freeze on the spot, not daring to move, subconsciously resting her hand on the man's chest, keeping the distance between them.

He was not in a hurry, and his long arms deliberately went over her body to zip the zipper.

The inevitable skin-to-skin contact between the two.

The rough fingertips ran across her back, as if inadvertently, the fingertips rubbed down on it, leaving a long line.

"Stop it!"

Bai Xiran stopped eagerly.

When the zipper is closed, I can't wait to go outside.

God knows what's going on with this man, it's rare to see such a deliberate charm in the past.

Bai Xiran didn't want to admit it, even if there was a little resentment hidden in her heart, even if she knew that the man had forgotten her now, it was very unhappy to arrange it now.

But it is still difficult to resist the charm of the other party.

Fortunately, after leaving the locker room, Mo Junzhe restrained his thoughts.

Even those black eyes were light and clean, as calm as water.

He changed into a well-fitting suit, which happened to have a dark blue texture. It was prepared by Yan Er early in the morning, and it matched his temperament very well.

So he and Xiao Bao sat next to Xiaofen Duanzi on one left and one on the right, teasing her from time to time.

The father and son had a particularly tacit understanding, chatting occasionally, and most of the time their eyes were on Bai Xiran.

The make-up artist on one side was still a little nervous by the battle.

I have seen many people come with their female companions, but it is rare for such a handsome father and son to be extra patient.

Mo Junzhe would not rush.

It was just sunset outside.

The orange light came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the floor, making the whole room very quiet.

The little wife in front of the makeup mirror didn't have any expression on her face, she just sat there in a daze and let herself be manipulated, and the two little ones next to her didn't make a fuss.

Mo Xiaobao tried very hard to communicate with his sister, although what he got in exchange was only the occasional "ah".

But he's enjoying everything right now.

After a long time, when Mo Junzhe thought of today, he would always remember how he felt at that time.

It's... heartwarming.

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It wasn't until dark that Bai Xiran's makeup was finished.

In recent days, it was rare to put on delicate makeup on her plain face, her hair was pulled up behind her head, revealing her slender and fair neck, and the features on her face were even more glamorous and noble.

Or to put it another way...it was the generosity revealed in that gesture.

"Ma'am is so beautiful. No one can compare to your brilliance at today's dinner."

The assistant always wants to give a few compliments that are appropriate for the occasion.

Bai Xiran didn't take this to heart.

She found a pair of high heels that fit her feet and put them on before letting Xiaobao lead her.

As for Mo Junzhe...

I have to be responsible for being a baby daddy.

After he picked up the little powder dumpling, Bai Xiran realized that the pink skirt he wore for her had also been changed into a light blue gauze skirt at some point.

There is also a small hat with lotus leaf lace on the head, and there is even a small blue flower on the hat.

Mo Junzhe obviously saw her suspicion, and laughed softly, "Ma'am, everyone should wear parent-child clothes."