99 Marriage Proposals: The Chief's Exorbitant Wife

Chapter 50 Do You Like Me? (22)

Every night, if you don't hold her in your arms, you can't fall asleep, as if something is missing, it's terribly uncomfortable.

"Oh! Are we going to the dance now? Are you sure I won't embarrass you by looking like this?" Shui Yirou said softly, looking at her clothes, a little confused about the situation.

If you go out with Mo Chenfeng like this, you really won't dislike embarrassing him?Don't you have to wear a dress or something to go to the ball, and you have to dress up?

She has just woken up now, her hair is fluffy, and even the clothes on her body are nightgowns worn before going to bed. She really doesn't understand what this man is thinking.

"We're going to a place first, and that's the place to witness miracles." Kissing Shui Yirou on the forehead, Mo Chenfeng said pretending to be mysterious.

Of course he knew that Shui Yirou couldn't go to the ball with her current appearance, his baby was the most beautiful.

He's the only one who can see this dazed cuteness, so he's taking her to a friend's studio to refresh her.

"Oh!" It was another faint word "oh", overflowing Shui Yirou's red lips.

She changed into a comfortable position and nestled in Mo Chenfeng's arms, then closed her eyes and began to fall asleep.

She knew what Mo Chenfeng didn't want to say, even if she was pressing him, she wouldn't say it, and wasting time on him to make him unhappy, she might as well have a good rest, anyway, she would understand when she arrived.

"So good!" Shui Yirou's obedience deepened the smile on the corner of Mo Chenfeng's mouth, he couldn't help stretching out his slender hand to support her chin, then leaned over to kiss her lips.

This lip is the same as hers, full of infinite charm, as long as it is touched, it will make people want to stop, Shui Yirou is indeed his poison.

The car was parked outside the door of a high-end styling shop, and the elegant interior decoration could be seen through the gorgeous floor-to-ceiling windows, which was a perfect combination of western elements and Chinese architecture.

A piece of clothes with exquisite shape and unique workmanship is hung on the hanger, and those huge posters are the most famous artists at the moment.

Carrying Shui Yirou out of the car, Mo Chenfeng walked directly into the styling shop.

The sweet-looking staff greeted him politely and said.

"Welcome, Mr. Mo, good evening!"

"Where is Xian?" Ignoring the girl, Mo Chenfeng directly asked her if the person he was looking for was there.

"The director is in the styling room. He told Mr. Mo to take you there if he comes." She smiled and said in a very respectful tone.

Mo Chenfeng is a frequent visitor here, and he and the director are good friends.

He is handsome and rich, almost every girl's Prince Charming, every time I see him, my heart beats uncontrollably.

Although she was very curious about who the woman in Mo Chenfeng's arms was, she didn't dare to look at her more, she looked away after taking a look, and quickly searched in her mind, who was the queen, who was the popular star, or who was famous model.

"I know this place very well, so I don't need you to lead the way." Putting this sentence aside coldly, Mo Chenfeng turned and walked up to the modeling room on the second floor.

As soon as Mo Chenfeng went upstairs, the other female shop assistants in the store hurriedly huddled together, chattering, envious and jealous, and more curious about who this woman was carried in by Mo Chenfeng himself?

"Xian, this little guy in my arms, I'll take care of you tonight." Walking up to the styling room on the second floor, Mo Chenfeng didn't say hello to the styling director named Xian, but handed Shui Yirou to him directly. .

"Don't worry, I guarantee your satisfaction." Putting down the book in his hand, Xian stood up and gave Mo Chenfeng a smile.

(End of this chapter)