Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

There are many floors in the bridal shop. She was invited into the VIP room, which was very luxurious and felt like the layout of a hotel. Ji Mo sat on the sofa, casually holding the tablet in the shop, wondering what he was looking at?

Seeing all kinds of beautiful wedding dresses in the room, Mu Baoer's mood became even more depressed. Wedding dresses should be a beautiful thing that many women yearn for.

It is estimated that no one is as unlucky as her, and even the marriage is forced.

As soon as Mu Baoer sat down, she saw Ji Mo glance over and land on her feet. She was looking at something, and her face was not very good-looking.

Mu Baoer was a little uncomfortable being stared at by him. She looked down at her very ordinary cloth shoes, which were unfeminine. There were bargains worth twenty yuan a pair on the street stall. Probably this man thought her dress was too cheap. , Standing next to him will lower his status!

Alas, the naked, naked, naked wealth gap, even the employees in the store seem to be of a higher class than her!

Many employees had enthusiasm on their faces, but there was undisguised envy and jealousy in their eyes, probably because they thought how a guy like her could hook up with a tall, rich and handsome man.

Just as she was thinking in a mess, Ji Mo suddenly stood up, walked in front of her, and even half-kneeled down, Mu Baoer was startled, she didn't understand what happened at all, and was extremely anxious.

"Don't move!" Ji Mo's magnetic, cello-like voice came softly.

Mu Baoer felt her feet being held suddenly, and then saw Ji Mo take off her shoes and socks with his own hands, revealing her snow-white and delicate feet, and he held them tightly in his hands.

Mu Baoer was dumbfounded, only felt that the man's palm was warm and flexible, and there was a feeling of electric shock coming from the sole of the foot.

Her face turned red all of a sudden. In fact, the two of them had done more intimate things, but for some reason, watching him half-kneeling in front of her and holding her feet made her feel extremely awkward and at a loss.

"Bring over the high-heeled shoes in the picture on the tablet." Ji Mo turned to the manager and said.

The manager immediately laughed with embarrassment: "Mr. Ji, those high-heeled shoes are the treasures of the shop that I plan to display. Artworks are not for sale."

"Art is alive only when worn on people. Go and get it. I believe your general manager will not refuse my request." Although Ji Mo's voice was soft and gentle, there was an irresistible momentum. Don't dare to disobey.

I can only ask someone to bring those shoes.

On velvet cushions were a pair of very beautiful shoes, with pointed crystal heels, creamy white silk satin uppers, with large clusters of pearls in the center of finely cut pear-shaped diamonds, and on the ankles a string of small Tassel strap with diamond buckle.

No wonder the manager said it was a work of art, it was indeed dreamily and luxuriously beautiful.

Of course, what made Mu Baoer's eyes stare the most was that the shoes were made of a lot of diamonds and pearls, which were very valuable.

It's too extravagant, it's just a pair of shoes, and diamonds are used.

Mu Baoer was still dizzy, calculating how much diamonds should be worth in her heart.

But Ji Mo lifted her feet up, and her fair and small feet gently slipped into the pair of dreamy shoes.

The cool touch and the feeling of diamond tassels sliding across the skin made Mu Baoer gasp, and looked down at the pair of extremely beautiful high-heeled shoes on her feet, even her breathing was stagnant.