You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Sheng Mumu wiped the water stains on his face with his hands, bit his lip and pressed the reply.

"I didn't expect you to be more than just handsome..."

In the bedroom separated by a wall, Qi Mo leaned against the bed holding his phone.

The hair was completely dry, and because the hair was hard, the broken hair that had just fallen softly stood up silently.

The joy and doubt in his eyes flashed together.

Before he figured out the meaning.

There was a vibration in the palm of my hand, and a new message came.

Sheng Mumu: "It's still pretty beautiful."

Qi Mo raised his eyes slightly, and glanced in the direction of the bathroom door.

I feel that every word in her message is like doing reading comprehension.

difficult to read.

what does it mean.

Yes, or no?

But this feeling of not being able to see through, but trying to get close to her to understand her.

Addictive.

Just as I was about to reply to the past, my phone lit up.

Sheng Mumu: "However, since you are so frank and clumsy, I will help you with this help."

Immediately afterwards, there was another explanation with a bit of obscurity: "Who made this lady have a good aesthetic vision."

The man's dark eyes were completely stained with a smile, and he pressed the voice button with his slender and well-proportioned fingers.

……

in the bathroom.

Sheng Mumu lay on the edge of the bathtub.

With water on his fingertips, he drew circles on the tiles one by one.

Her hair was pulled into a scrawled ball, and a few strands fell out, sticking to her palm-sized face.

There is a strand sticking to the red lips, adding a touch of glamour to the already delicate appearance.

Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and her eyes flicked back and forth between the phone screen and her fingertips a few times.

Like waiting for a reply from the other end of the phone.

There was a buzzing sound, and a green voice bar appeared on the screen.

She blinked.

Received his voice message for the first time.

Is there anything that cannot be expressed clearly by typing?

Hover your fingertip above the screen and tap it.

The man's magnetic low voice came out with laughter.

——"Thank you, my eldest lady."

Her hand holding the edge of the bathtub slipped, and she sank into the water.

Almost choked on water.

Sheng Mumu: "!!!"

She pursed her lips, got up from the huge square bathtub, and lay down on the edge again.

The small chin rests on the back of the hand.

With reddish earlobes, he clicked on the voice message again.

——"Thank you, my eldest lady."

This time she was sure that it wasn't hallucinations that she heard wrongly.

Her ears were burning hot.

Qi Mo's message is obviously a response to her calling herself "Miss Ben".

old fox.

It's good to climb along the pole.

She bit the corner of her lip, frowned slightly and stared at the phone.

The screen went dark, and the eyes hadn't moved away.

secretly thought.

Does Qi Mo really have no relationship history?

Why is she so unbelievable!

After thinking about it again and again, Sheng Mumu felt that he couldn't continue thinking like this.

Obviously she is the one who holds the initiative, so she should show some calm attitude.

Coming out of the bathroom, Sheng Mumu had already adjusted her mentality and returned to her usual appearance.

He hooked his fingers at the man who was leaning on the bed and looking at her lazily.

The tone is decisive, like an order:

"come over."

Qi Mo's eyes flickered for a moment, and the brows of his handsome eyebrows were raised with interest, and a hint of puzzlement flashed across his eyes.

And Sheng Mumu had already walked towards the cloakroom.

The interest in his eyes grew stronger, he got up, and followed her into the cloakroom.

Sheng Mumu had already thought about what to wear on the wedding day when she was taking a bath.

At this moment, all you need to do is choose Qi Mo's clothes according to the color of your clothes.

Saying it is a choice, in fact, there are not many options available.

His usual clothes are mainly dark colors.

Almost half of the wardrobe is black.

All kinds of black.

Ivory black, jet black, navy black, charcoal black, brilliant black...

The remaining half is also a low-color system such as dark brown and navy blue, which is not far from black.

Sheng Mumu couldn't help complaining: "I think your name should be Qi Mo, Mo of Mo."

The man smiled lowly, looked at her with doting eyes, and did not refute.

Sheng Mumu rummaged through the same wardrobe a few times, then turned to look at the man beside him with slightly raised lips.

A bad taste suddenly rose in my heart.

She pointed at her chin, frowned and murmured:

"I don't think these are appropriate. When people get married, they should dress festively."

Qi Mo stared at her: "..."

I have a bad feeling.

Suddenly thought of that big red ski suit.

Soon, the premonition came true.

"Anyway, there are still a few days before the wedding banquet." Sheng Mumu blinked naturally, "How about ordering a new one? I think bright yellow and smoky purple suits are very special."

Qi Mo: "..."

Sheng Mumu turned her head to one side, her smiling eyes were crooked, and she made an inch of it: "Or what do you think of fluorescent green?"

Qi Mo took a deep breath and felt his temples twitch a few times.

Holding the hand hanging by the side to her chest, she narrowed her eyes to look at her, raised her eyebrows lightly, and said in a deep voice:

"You don't think it's embarrassing for me to stand next to you dressed like that, but I don't care. If you wear it, I will wear it."

Sheng Mumu: "..."

Now it was Sheng Mumu's turn to be stunned.

Even fluorescent green can't scare him.

boring.

Old men are boring.

He seemed sure that she wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous.

Sheng Mumu narrowed her eyes, looked at him for three seconds, and then gave him a glare.

Then he honestly picked out his suit and shirt again.

When she turned her head, she heard the man next to her ask whether it was intentional or unintentional:

"Don't choose fluorescent green? I think you will look good in this color. If necessary, I will ask Special Assistant Dong to contact the designer now."

Sheng Mumu turned her head and took a deep breath, "...Don't disturb Special Assistant Dong's rest at this late hour, just choose what's in the closet."

Qi Mo lowered his eyelids, with a natural expression: "Okay, you make up your mind."

In the next 15 minutes, Sheng Mumu compared the alternatives to him.

He will lift his chin and stand up straight for her to check the effect.

15 minutes later……

"It's done, that's all."

Sheng Mumu held a delicately tailored charcoal gray suit in his hand, which was matched with a black shirt with dark patterns.

Low-key, restrained.

It is suitable for occasions such as wedding banquets, and it will not be too provocative and snatch the host's family.

Although... With his face, it is difficult not to steal the limelight from others.

But he can only start with small details, and suppress his natural temperament.

She hung his clothes on the hanger outside, next to hers.

There is a circle of soft light strips on the ceiling of the cloakroom.

A light beam of light shone down from overhead, falling on the two sets of clothes of a man and a woman.

The man's gaze slowly moved over, and his sharp jaw curled up in a pleasant arc.

Match the color of the men's tie with the color of the women's handbag.

The dark swoosh on women's tops matches the dark pattern on men's shirts.

No matter how you look at it, they are a couple.

……