Song Wanwan returned to her home, opened the wardrobe, and specially found a black suspender dress. When she took the white coat, she thought about it and hung it back.

Finally, I chose a pair of red Mary Janes and went out to the other side.

As soon as she entered the room, the man who was adjusting his cuffs caught a glimpse of her fair skin from the corner of his eye, and his eyes were instantly locked on her.

"You're going out wearing this? Song Wanwan, why don't we just not go out today!"

Rong Luchi's hand that was buttoning his cuffs turned into the hand that was buttoning the cuffs.

This woman rarely wears such revealing clothes. She was just shopping in the supermarket, but she was wearing a suspender, and a low-cut one at that.

Let her get spoiled!

Song Wanwan looked at his serious handsome face and smiled like a delicate flower: "I'll go to your closet to find a white shirt. I want to wear your clothes."

Seeing that she was so well behaved and acting coquettishly, he agreed to her request.

Rong Luchi followed Song Wanwan into his cloakroom one after another.

"Your clothes are either black or white, but you are the best looking man in black and white that I have ever seen." Song Wanwan gently stroked his neatly ironed shirts while choosing.

This man has mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

All his clothes are hung and ironed, wrinkle-free and meticulous, just like him.

Song Wanwan's fingertips lingered on a white shirt. She took off the clothes, put them on herself, and walked to the mirror to look herself up and down.

“Isn’t it a little too big?”

"This is called boyfriend style~" Song Wanwan raised her little face proudly.

The white shirt was worn loosely on her body, and the black halter dress underneath outlined her slim and graceful figure.

The white shirt appropriately hides her beautiful figure, giving her a kind of elusive beauty.

What made Rong Luchi even more excited was that his shirt looked so good on her petite body, and it was filled with his scent. The sense of accomplishment from having his possessiveness satisfied softened Rong Luchi's hard heart.

"Okay, this is it." Song Wanwan looked at himself with satisfaction: "Does it look good?"

"nice."

"Then let's go."

"Okay." Rong Luchi stretched out his hand towards her.

Song Wanwan smiled and took his hand, and they went out together.

The two went down to the basement, and when Rong Luchi was about to drive his domineering Phantom, Song Wanwan stopped him in time!

"No, your car is too flashy, be more low-key."

It's a luxury car worth tens of millions. From the moment you get out of the car to the moment you go to the supermarket, people will stare at you all the way.

"Then I'll change it. What car do you like? We have three different cars in the garage."

Rong Luchi pulled Song Wanwan over and asked her to pick one she liked.

After looking around, I found that they were all top-of-the-line luxury cars. Not as expensive as the Phantom, but not much different.

"That's too ostentatious! Drive my car." Song Wanwan took out the key and pressed the button twice on his green car.

Two lovely beeps instantly rang out in the garage.

Rong Luchi: “…”

"Let's go." Song Wanwan put his arm around his and walked towards their car.

Rong Luchi didn't move at all, refusing to budge even an inch.

"I'm so tall, I'm afraid I can't fit into that car."

"Are you saying I'm short?" Song Wanwan was a little unhappy.

I have a little temper.

He actually said she was short!

Seeing her temper coming up, Rong Luchi had no choice but to follow her.

Song Wanwan even opened the car door for him personally.

Rong Luchi sat in with an expressionless face. Although he was very careful and tilted his head when entering, he was still bumped by the door frame.

Song Wanwan felt distressed when he saw this.

As she drove, she felt okay.

But when Rong Luchi sat in it, it really felt like an adult driving a stroller.

The top of my head was about to touch the roof of the car.

"Hahahahahaha, oh my god, so cute." Song Wanwan quickly took out his cell phone to take a picture of him.

Rong Luchi had never felt so helpless in his life.

"Okay, okay, I've already taken pictures. Let's get another one. You can't drive this one."

Song Wanwan laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. It was really too funny.