The spring breeze is not as long as your love

His eyes darkened: "Are you sure you want to go shopping with me?"

Su Mowan was puzzled: "Don't you want to? Oh, I forgot, you still have injuries."

She slapped her forehead.

Mo Chenxiao said: "It's okay to be injured, but... don't you find it troublesome?"

Su Mowan stabbed sharply: "What's the trouble? When I used to work part-time, I cleaned an old lady with Parkinson's. The old lady is very nice. I often push her out for a walk in the sun."

Mo Chenxiao's face turned dark, did she treat him like an old lady with Parkinson's?

Su Mowan looked longingly: "I haven't gone shopping for a long time, I miss it so much."

Mo Chenxiao's eyes flickered, and he said, "Okay, then go shopping."

"Really? Yeah!" Su Mowan's face was bright, "Then I'll clean up, wait for me."

Su Mowan put on light makeup, and went through the closet for a long time to pick out the clothes he likes.

"I'm ready."

Su Mowan was wearing a tube top style little black dress with semi-permeable puff sleeves spliced ​​with polka dot mesh. The slim design outlines a slender waist and perfectly shows the exquisite curves.

A faint light flashed in Mo Chenxiao's eyes, and his eyes fell on her slender legs that were exposed.

The hem of the little black dress only reached half of her thighs, which made her look more and more like her long legs and thin waist, and her figure was perfectly proportioned.

Su Mowan put on the small satchel: "Let's go."

Mo Chenxiao's eyes darkened, and he said, "This one doesn't work, change it."

Su Mowan looked at his clothes suspiciously: "What's wrong with this one?"

Mo Chenxiao said expressionlessly, "I don't like it."

Su Mowan was speechless, but he didn't say much.

After all, this is the first time for the two of them to go shopping, and they don't want to make trouble because of a piece of clothing.

She changed into another orange French dress.

This time the skirt is knee-length, but the neckline is a deep V, full of pure and lustful girlishness.

When Mo Chenxiao saw the gully on her chest, his eyes suddenly darkened a lot.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, and said in a deep voice, "No, change again!"

Su Mowan shrugged and searched in the closet again.

This time she chose a chiffon shirt and jeans: "This is the head office."

She circled in front of him.

Mo Chenxiao looked at the strapless design. The girl's white shoulders were exposed like suet jade. There was an inexplicable hint of temptation in her innocence. She was simply an otaku killer.

"This one doesn't work either." Mo Chenxiao's face darkened even more.

Who prepared these messy clothes for her, it seems that he will have to choose her clothes for her in the future.

Su Mowan changed two more, but Mo Chenxiao still didn't like it.

She puffed up her cheeks angrily: "Mo Chenxiao, did you do it on purpose? Did you just want me to show you in disguise?"

Mo Chenxiao: "..."

Su Mowan was tired from changing, and sat down on the bed.

"I don't want to change, anyway, you are not satisfied with the next one, so I will wear this one."

Mo Chenxiao looked at her clothes, the triangular apron suspenders, and a translucent tulle jacket outside, which was more eye-catching than not wearing it.

The black wide-leg trousers outline the perfect proportions of the figure, which is fairy, pure and lustful, making people unable to move their eyes away.

This one makes people want to knock her out and take her home even more than the last one.

With sharp eyebrows, Mo Chenxiao slid the wheelchair to the closet, reached out and took a white dress: "Wear this."

This is a haute couture little dress with a gentle and stylish design.

Su Mowan puffed up her cheeks: "It's not going to a reception, what are you doing in such a formal dress? I don't want it!"

In case of eating a roadside stall or wanting to raise your legs, it is not harmonious!

Mo Chenxiao was almost wrinkled into a hill: "Don't wear it? Then don't go out."

As he spoke, he was about to put the clothes back on.

"Ah, don't, don't, I can't wear it!" Su Mowan hurriedly got up and took it.

She was really bored in the old house for the past two days. In order not to be picked on by those elders, she had to pretend to be an elegant young mistress, so she wanted to go out for a long time.

Su Mowan changed into a small white dress, her whole body was elegant and sweet, exuding a gentle and extravagant air.

Mo Chenxiao nodded and said, "This one is fine, let's go."

He called Butler Zhong to prepare the car.

Su Mowan made a face behind him, and followed him out the door.

After getting in the car, Su Mowan asked curiously, "Are the clothes I tried on just now really bad? Tell me in good conscience, are they good?"

Mo Chenxiao's eyes flickered, but he still nodded lightly.

The few clothes she tried on were not really revealing.

On the contrary, the clothes are exquisitely designed, very stylish, and perfectly show the charm of women. Even if they are put on the runway of Milan Fashion Week, they are not far behind those big luxury brands.

It's just that he is possessive, he doesn't want other men to see how beautiful she is, he just wants to have it all by himself.

Su Mowan looked like he had seen through him: "Hmph, I knew it! You men all want their own women, ladies in front of others, nymphs in bed, typical double standards!"

Mo Chenxiao: "..."

Su Mowan raised her small face: "Those pieces were all designed by me, and I haven't shown them to the public yet. Do you think I can win the national fashion design competition with my level?"

Mo Chenxiao's eyes flashed with astonishment, she designed those?

How much of her did he not know?

"Very good." He said frankly.

"What?" Su Mowan couldn't believe her ears.

Mo Chenxiao's eyes were extremely picky, and it was already extremely difficult to get the word "good" out of his mouth.

He actually added a "very" this time!

Su Mowan was a little excited: "Really? Didn't you give me a good review because I went shopping with you?"

"..." Mo Chenxiao, "I seem to be such a casual person?"

"Hahaha, no! President Mo has the best taste!" Su Mowan was extremely happy.

You know, Mo Chenxiao's picky taste in clothes is no worse than those big judges in the fashion industry.

Su Mowan said: "If you like it, how about I design a set just for you?"

Mo Chenxiao's starry eyes sparkled: "Okay."

Su Mowan made a look of thinking: "Then I have to think about it carefully. With you, the male god at the top of the business pyramid, as a signboard, I have to make good use of this opportunity."

A few black lines fell from Mo Chenxiao's forehead.

It turned out that she just took him as a live advertisement.

"Oh, it needs to be well designed." He squeezed out the words between his teeth.

Su Mowan was so immersed in the design that he didn't realize it.

The car stopped at the International Business Center where land is expensive.

This is the most luxurious and high-end shopping mall in the city, and there are all major international luxury brands.

There are a variety of gourmet snacks in the pedestrian street outside the mall.

After getting off the bus, they started shopping from the first floor.

Xia Xiner, who was shopping with her friends, suddenly saw Su Mowan, and couldn't help but pause.

Su Mowan used to be very frugal and never visited such high-end shopping malls.

The clothes here cost tens of thousands, how could she be willing to come to this kind of place to shop?

When Xia Xiner thought of the fact that Su Mowan didn't help her pay the bill at the dinner party last time, causing her to max out her credit card, her teeth itch with hatred.

This bitch is not willing to pay her the bill, but now she is willing to buy luxury brand clothes for herself?

The more she thought about Xia Xiner, the angrier she became.

She found an excuse to let her friend go first, while she secretly followed Su Mowan.