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

On the other side, Mo Junzhe and Bai Xiran had disappeared from sight.

The two went straight into the lounge, and the man closed the door with a "bang".

Bai Xiran clutched the tie in a daze, looked at the familiar body beside him, and threw away his hand slightly annoyed, "Let go!"

He has been clasping her wrist for a long time, so long that Bai Xiran looks disgusted.

Mo Junzhe didn't mind either, and walked to the side of the sofa next to him with his long legs, picked up the gift box on it, and handed it over.

"what is this?"

Bai Xiran took it subconsciously, slightly astonished for a few seconds, but after opening it, she found a small dress lying quietly inside.

Off-white tube top skirt, the upper body has simple and neat lines and color matching, and the lower body skirt has an irregular length design. The front is slightly shorter and the back is slightly longer. When walking or dancing, you can just see the leg movements.

She quickly recognized it, "This is Ien's work."

"Well, it's made according to your size, so put it on." Mo Junzhe said it as a matter of course, but he stood tall and looked at her with slightly narrowed eyes, but he didn't have any intention of leaving.

Bai Xiran was a little annoyed, "How can I change when you are here!"

He raised his eyebrows coldly, staring at the little woman with bright red cheeks with a half-smile, a playful smile flashed in his eyes.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before, so why be ashamed."

"You..." Bai Xi's cheeks flushed with anger, she subconsciously clenched her fingers, and took a deep breath, "Mr. Mo, let me remind you, we have been divorced for three years, what kind of hooligan are you playing in front of me!"

She said he was playing hooligans.

Instead of being angry, Mo Junzhe smiled. It seemed to me that he hadn't heard these words for a long time.

He pursed his lips slightly, then turned around slowly, and then stood there without moving.

Bai Xiran glanced at the time, knowing that it would be too late, looked around the lounge, trying to find a shelter.

But there is only one empty room, and there is nothing else!

"I'll give you 10 minutes, and I'll turn back when the 10 minutes are up." While still hesitating, the man's hoarse voice came, and when it entered my ears, I felt that the voice contained no warmth at all.

Bai Xiran had no choice but to hide in a corner, with his back to the man and quickly took off the dress.

There was a rustling sound.

The man's handsome face never fluctuated at all, a pair of black eyes fell straight in front of him, the focus was fixed, and he looked calm.

But only his clenched palm leaked a hint of emotion...

"There are still 2 minutes." Mo Junzhe glanced down at the Rolex in his hand, and said in a gentle voice, "1 minute... 50 seconds, 49..."

Bai Xiran had just put on the new clothes, before he had time to adjust his position, his face blushed suddenly, "Don't count, slow down!"

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The man's flat and formulaic voice came from the side, as if it was urging the soul to kill him. The anxious Bai Xiran couldn't pull the zipper at all!

"Three, two, one!" After the last word was pronounced, Mo Junzhe turned around immediately, and his black eyes locked on the slender and charming body for a moment.

She was wearing that tailor-made white-gray dress, her cheeks were dyed crimson because of anxiety, her bare arms were still buckled around her waist, and she was trying hard to close the zipper on the back...

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the darkness in his eyes well, and then stood beside her, his magnetic voice rang in her ears.

"I'll help you."