Chapter 1281 Give Her some Time

Hot Sweet Wife: Husband, I’m Addicted to Spoiling You! Chapter 1200 Give Her Some Time She, a woman, was very moved by the compliments.

Qiao Mianmian was a little embarrassed by the compliments, and said to the clerk with a slightly red face: "Thank you."

The evening dress was a style that exposed a little shoulder, revealing her slender neck and collarbone, and the fishtail style made her original good figure more perfect.

Qiao Mianmian is 165 cm tall.

But wearing this evening dress, she looks like 170 cm.

She looked at herself in the mirror and felt for the first time that straight men’s aesthetics can be very reliable.

Mo Yesi’s clothing style is really speechless.

She especially likes the dress he customized for her.

Qiao Mianmian stood in front of the mirror and indulged herself for a while, and then she remembered that Mo Yesi was still waiting for her when the clerk reminded her.

Lounge.

Mo Yesi was reading an electronic document sent to him by Wei Zheng.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Qiao has changed into her evening gown."

He heard footsteps approaching, and then the voice of the clerk rang out.

Mo Yesi held the phone in one hand and raised his head with a calm expression.

The moment his eyes fell on Qiao Mianmian, a trace of surprise flashed across the man's indifferent eyes, and he stared at her intently.

The expression on his face was not as indifferent as before.

The dark eyes looked at the girl in front of him from head to toe, who looked like an elf fallen into the mortal world, calmly, and the deep eyes finally fell on her delicate white face.

At this moment, Mo Yesi suddenly regretted it.

Regret why he ordered such a dress for her.

Her beauty should only be seen by him alone.

He didn't want other people to discover her beautiful side at all.

At this moment, the girl in front of him was too stunning and dazzling.

Just at that moment, even he was moved by her and was stunned by her.

Let alone other men.

"How is it?" Qiao Mianmian lifted the hem of her skirt, feeling a little uncomfortable when he stared at her. "I think the size is right and the style is good. What do you think?"

The long skirt she was wearing was not too revealing and gave people a frivolous feeling.

But it was not so conservative that it made people feel rigid.

The purity of a girl and the charm of a woman were all well displayed.

Mo Yesi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he continued to feel annoyed.

He wanted to say that this skirt was not very good, and she didn't look good in it, and he would choose another one for her.

But such words were too against his will, and he couldn't say it.

The clerk said on the side: "Mr. Mo, the skirt you customized for Miss Qiao is really suitable for her. Miss Qiao looks so beautiful in this skirt, as beautiful as a fairy."

It is indeed as beautiful as a fairy.

It's just that he couldn't bear to let others see her so beautiful.

"Well, it's not bad." He couldn't say too against his will, but Mo Yesi didn't want to tell Qiao Mianmian that she actually looked very beautiful in this skirt.

The man, with a little thought in his mind, pretended to give a serious suggestion: "But I think there may be something more suitable for you, do you want to look at other styles?"

When he said this, several shop assistants were stunned.

They looked at him with a little surprise.

Isn't this good enough?

They all thought it was super beautiful.

And this is a custom-made skirt, not one of those in the mall that can be changed and selected.

If he thinks it is not suitable, then wouldn't a skirt worth millions be wasted?