Mo Yesi stared at her and asked with a low voice, “Why?”
Qiao Mianmian replied, “I thought about it for a while. Wei Zheng’s body is nowhere as nice as yours. What’s suitable for him might not be suitable for you. Let’s head to the mall and get a new one after you are done with work.”
Mo Yesi froze for a moment. He was satisfied with what she said.
He started to smile.
He also changed his mind. He wouldn’t be sending Wei Zheng overseas to suffer, after all.
Enough people were suffering there already.
He would send Wei Zheng over only if he performed badly.
“No need to get a new one.” He finally took a proper look at the shirt and couldn’t wait to try it on.
“This shirt is great. It must suit me. You chose it, after all.”
Mo Yesi kissed Qiao Mianmian’s forehead as he started to unbutton his shirt joyfully.
After he removed the first few buttons, his chest was exposed, shocking Qiao Mianmian. She shyly looked away and asked, “Why are you undressing?”
Mo Yesi looked at her and answered honestly, “Didn’t you want me to try it on? How am I supposed to try it without undressing?”
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
“Then, you should…”
“Baby, are you asking me to warn you before I undress, or are you asking me to try this on in the lounge?” Mo Yesi was amused by her expression.
Qiao Mianmian grumbled. “You should warn me first.”
She couldn’t stop blushing.
She could feel her heart racing from what she saw just now.
They had done it already, but she felt that Mo Yesi was even more attractive when he showed off just a bit of his hot body.
Her heart would race each time she saw it.
What made her more ashamed was that… she felt a strong urge to feel him up.
Ah! When did she become such a pervert?
She wasn’t like this previously.
“What are you so shy about?” Mo Yesi chuckled as he unbuttoned everything and exposed his well-defined body.
He looked at Qiao Mianmian again. Then, he bent over and picked her up.
He moved his warm lips next to her ear and whistled in a husky voice. “You’ve seen my entire body. Why are you so shy to look at your own husband?”
Qiao Mianmian could feel his warm body clinging onto her back.
She felt engulfed by his warm and arrogant presence.
Her heart started to race uncontrollably.
She blushed even more and dared not to look at the man behind her.
She was worried that she would lose control if she turned.
She would lose control and… act irrationally.
“Mo Yesi, stop…” she said timidly as she tried to push him away. “Wear your shirt.”
He must be doing it on purpose.
It felt like he was trying to seduce her.
He then continued with his low, raspy voice, “Baby, how do I try the shirt you bought if I don’t undress? How about you turn around and take a look at me?”