"They’ll hear us." Fu Nancheng spoke again, his lips brushing against her cherry lips as they moved.
Qiao Mo silently looked at him, inexplicably nervous.
She only felt that his body was unusually scorching.
"Close your eyes." He spoke in a deep voice.
Qiao Mo stared at him in a daze for a while, but his dark eyes seed to have magic, easily srizing her.
Her mind went blank, and she slowly closed her eyes.
He couldn’t help but close his eyes as well, his kiss falling on her lips again, feeling unusually soft, with a faint sweetness, as he greedily sucked.
’Knock, knock, knock!’ A series of knocks suddenly sounded at the door.
"Miss, do you need any help?"
A clear voice suddenly pulled Qiao Mo’s wandering thoughts back.
She instantly opened her eyes, realizing what she was doing, her face burning with embarrassnt and a bit of regret!
Fu Nancheng reluctantly let her go, glanced at the dress she was wearing, and softly said, "It’s changed."
Qiao Mo remained silent.
Fu Nancheng directly pushed the door open and calmly walked out of the fitting room.
"This... this..." The sales assistant seed surprised to see him inside, and after a mont of shock, she looked at him and Qiao Mo with a hint of ambiguity.
Qiao Mo’s face was burning, blushing bright red, not daring to lift her head.
Fu Nancheng, however, was completely composed, a trace of coldness in his brows that deterred any impertinence.
"You look very beautiful in this dress, low-key and clean, with very exquisite details."
Qiao Mo stood in front of the mirror, seriously examining herself in the mirror. The dress was all gray, probably a spring style, with a collar that went directly from under the arms, revealing two arms.
Fortunately, the dress had a ruffled collar design that covered all those kiss marks.
At so point, Fu Nancheng stood beside her, seriously scrutinizing the woman in the mirror.
"The gentleman and the miss really complent each other." The sales assistant spoke sincerely, looking at the couple in the mirror.
"Wrap it up." Fu Nancheng seed in a good mood.
"Sure, please wait a mont." The sales assistant imdiately turned to prepare the invoice.
Qiao Mo, however, beca a bit anxious. Before she went in, she glanced at the price tag; it seed to be more than a hundred thousand...
"Fu..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw him already turning to the checkout counter, taking out a card and swiping it.
Qiao Mo was stunned, suspiciously looking at him.
It wasn’t until after the paynt was done and they left that she finally couldn’t help but speak up, "Didn’t you say you didn’t bring money?"
"Well, I brought a card."
"You... you... then why didn’t you say so earlier?" Qiao Mo was exasperated.
"You said you wanted to give it to ," Fu Nancheng said with an innocent look.
Qiao Mo was infuriated, her ears burning.
According to him, it seed like she was being overly sentintal!
What kind of person is he...
Thinking about how he had a seemingly endless supply of cards yet squeezed her dry, Qiao Mo felt deeply pained.
How could she be so foolish?
Even bought him a tie...
"Fu Nancheng, take off the shoes, give back the tie, and also the pants and the shirt." Qiao Mo raised her voice in anger.
"Alright." He didn’t get angry and responded lightly.
Qiao Mo was stunned, not expecting him to agree so readily.
"Change places, and I’ll take them off for you to see." He spoke softly.
"You... you... who wants to see you."
Seeing him deliberately misinterpret, her face flushed red, one wave of embarrassnt not yet faded, soon replaced by another.
"Ho or hotel?" His dark eyes stared at her, with a hint of seduction.
"Or maybe the car will do..."
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