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

Such treatment is extremely rare for Demi.

In fact.

Even if she became the eldest lady of the Tulip family, it was the first time for Demi to enjoy such treatment.

After all, at home before, the old lady arranged for a designer to come directly to measure her measurements, and then she doesn't have to worry about it.

There are at least hundreds of sets of clothes in the cloakroom, luxurious and simple, dignified and elegant, and some sexy types.

Everything is available.

Demi doesn't even need to use her own brain to think, everything has been arranged by a special person.

"No one you like?"

Mo Chengan saw her staring at her for a long time and still didn't speak.

He took the initiative to ask.

This made Demi a little overwhelmed.

God knows someone is even secretly recording video with a mobile phone nearby.

She can imagine that after being photographed online, it will be evaluated by many people.

So he could only lower his voice, and whispered in Mo Chengan's ear, "Don't you think it's not suitable for me?"

"which one?"

Demi, "..."

"It's just about style." She made excuses indiscriminately, and pointed to the dress next to her, "For example, this one, isn't it a bit too mature. I may not be able to support this temperament."

"Hmm." Mo Chengan also looked at the dress carefully for a while.

The long black dress does not have too much extra design, just try to highlight the curves and the quality of the fabric itself.

"It's really not suitable."

A bit clichéd.

Demi nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, you can see it. So let's go quickly."

"What else?" But Mo Chengan seemed to have not heard what she said at all, and said in a low voice, "Is there anything else that is inappropriate."

"Sir, just buy a few sets at will."

There is no need to engage in such a big battle.

Why is it necessary to attract people's attention like this?

Mo Chengan just turned his head slightly to look at her, with a smile in his eyes, and then slowly looked to the side.

"You want to leave here?"

"Um!!"

Finally understood what she meant.

Demi breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, she felt that the next time she communicated with him, she had to make sufficient preparations in advance and just hit a straight ball.

But don't beat around the bush again.

The man couldn't understand it at all.

There was a little more smile in Mo Chengan's eyes, so he raised his hand and called the manager over.

"Not for the series just now."

"Yes."

"No. 3, No. 17, No. 23, don't want these styles." Mo Chengan casually said the clothes he had just seen, and his memory was particularly good.

Just sat there and watched it twice, and I was able to memorize it all.

"Except for these, all the others are packed and sent over."

He took out a black gold card.

The clerk took it respectfully with both hands, and the joy jumped on his face, wishing he could run over to swipe the card right now.

And that's exactly what she did.

Impatiently walked to the cashier, swiped the card quickly, "Sir, please wait here for a while and deal with it immediately."

When he handed the credit card back again, he couldn't help but take another look at the man in front of him.

But with just one glance, he immediately took it back.

He turned his attention to Demi.

"My wife looks very elegant in our clothes, and it really suits you very well. Thank you for your generosity."

Demi always had only that awkward smile on her face.

Wen Yan just nodded.

"Ugh."

So he took the initiative to take Mo Chengan's hand to leave.

The man raised his eyes.

It just landed on the two hands clasped.

There was a little more smile in his eyes, and he clasped the girl's soft little hand with his backhand.

There should be more opportunities like this, otherwise he wants to wait until the girl takes the initiative to get close to him and hold his hand, and he doesn't know when it will be.

"Let's go, let's go." Demi said impatiently.

I didn't find anything wrong with such an action.

Until the two of them arrived at a quiet corner, at the safe stairway of the shopping mall, the flow of people decreased a lot.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"call."

"Why are there so many people?"

"There is a celebration."

Mo Chengan still didn't let go of his hand, but instead took the opportunity to lean against the wall, his black eyes staring at her without blinking, and all the emotions inside were restrained.

As if seeing something interesting, the smile in his eyes couldn't stop.

"But there are still many people. Even if it is Christmas, there will not be so many people on Dimak Street."

As soon as Demi came, she discovered the difference between the two cities.

The population alone is not at the same level.

"Used to it."

Mo Cheng'an wouldn't admit it, and he seldom came out usually, but now that he brought her with him, he felt a little more anticipation in his heart.

Even with the complicated and lively atmosphere outside, I have a little more patience.

Otherwise, change to the previous one.

Even if Ranran insisted on dragging him out, he was unwilling.

Fortunately, the old man at home also has this temper.

Don't like to join in the fun.

So except for a few occasions, most of the time they will go to the resort as a family of four, or directly book the venue.

After a few more visits, Ranran lost interest.

Mo Chengan carefully thought about some trivial things in the past, and only now did he suddenly realize that he had changed a lot of things because of the girl in front of him before he knew it.

"But you are too eye-catching."

In the end, Demi couldn't hold back anymore, and finally spoke her mind.

After all, without further ado, Mo Chengan was going to drag himself out for shopping again.

Even now, in a sea of ​​people, he can attract a bunch of fans.

I don't know how many people will watch them when I go out later.

"Striking?" Taking advantage of the time when Demi was changing clothes just now, he also randomly found a set of simple and neat regular clothes to change into.

If he wasn't satisfied, he could only cover his face.

And Demi looked at him with her head on one side for a long while.

Then he moved his mind at will, and directly took out a peaked cap from the booth next to him, "Put it on."

"Well, and this one too."

A hat and a mask can cover a little bit.

Demi clapped her hands and looked her "work" up and down, feeling extremely satisfied.

"Hey. This is pretty good, no one should notice you, um...why?"

There was a weight on the top of the head.

Mo Chengan took another hat from the side and put it directly on her head.

"You together."

"I don't need it, I..."

The man has paid for it.

Pulled her away together.

Demi didn't take it seriously yet, it doesn't matter if she wears a hat, as long as the two of them can go shopping quietly.

Besides, I am a foreigner, and my appearance is very different from the people here.It is indeed easy to attract people's attention.

But I don’t know how comfortable it is for someone to see the black hat on her head in the mirror, which is exactly the same style as the white hat on her head, as well as a black and white T-shirt.