She had just peeked at the prices of these clothes in the fitting room, and they were outrageously expensive; she didn't want to buy a single one.
After trying on all the clothes, Mo Jingchen pointed to them and said, "I don't want these. Pack up the rest and send them to the 26th floor of Building B in Xinghai Bay."
Upon hearing this, the shop assistants realized it was a big order and immediately started packing it up with smiles.
“Mr. Mo, you don’t really need to buy so many. I have enough clothes to wear.”
An Yiruo recalled the prices of the clothes she had just seen in the fitting room, and her heart bled. So many, how much money would they cost? It was not worth it at all.
"With clothes like that, people will think I, Mo Jingchen, have gone bankrupt and can't afford to buy clothes for my wife."
As they were talking, a shop assistant came over and handed over the bill. An Yiruo didn't see the number on it, but Mo Jingchen quickly signed it and handed it back to the shop assistant.
"Don't worry, sir, the clothes will be packed and delivered to your home."
"Um"
Once the bill was signed, the clerk couldn't stop smiling; this large order seemed to represent a quarter's worth of sales.
Mo Jingchen then took her to several other luxury stores, and without exception, the purchasing methods were all the same.
Afterwards, Mo Jingchen took her to buy shoes, bags, underwear, pajamas, and even some jewelry.
Back in Xinghai Bay, the huge living room was piled high with beautifully packaged packages from various luxury stores.
"Pack these things up and take them to the master bedroom."
"Yes, young master," the butler replied as he stepped forward.
After they finished speaking, the two went upstairs together. Mo Jingchen went to the study, and An Yiruo went into the bedroom.
After a while, An Yiruo realized that Mo Jingchen hadn't returned to his room, so she went to the closet to get her pajamas and went to take a shower.
She opened the closet and saw the pajamas Mo Jingchen had bought for her. They were all made of silk, and while they looked nice, they were a bit...too sexy.
An Yiruo was a little embarrassed to wear it, but luckily Mo Jingchen wasn't in the room. She could go straight to bed after taking a shower to avoid any awkwardness.
Not long after An Yiruo went into the bathroom, Mo Jingchen returned from the study.
Because there was a young woman in the room today, and because of the unprecedented experience that night, Mo Jingchen...
My body was restless all night, and I couldn't concentrate on work at all. So, I went back to the master bedroom as if possessed.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw An Yiruo in front of him wearing a black silk slip dress. The slip dress had very thin straps and the fabric was so light that it couldn't cover up any of her private parts at all.
Her exquisite and graceful figure was accentuated by the nightgown, making Mo Jingchen swallow hard.
An Yiruo hadn't expected Mo Jingchen to return so suddenly, so she didn't wear an outer robe.
She stood there awkwardly for a moment, her face slightly flushed, her hair, which had just been washed and was still dripping wet, making her look even more alluring.
"Go dry your hair," Mo Jingchen said, breaking the awkward silence.
"profound"
An Yiruo fled as she first went to find her outer robe and put it on, then whispered, "Mr. Mo, where is the hair dryer?"
"It's in the second drawer from the right of the bathroom vanity."
Having received the answer, An Yiruo jogged into the bathroom, dried her hair, and didn't want to go out.
An Yiruo looked at herself in the mirror, her face slightly flushed, and muttered softly, "That was so embarrassing."
"Miss An, have you found the hair dryer?"
“Found it.” An Yiruo knew that Mo Jingchen was urging her to go out.
Taking a deep breath, An Yiruo knew she could face whatever came her way. After this moment of self-reflection, she stepped out of the bathroom.
"Mr. Mo, would you like to take a bath?"
Mo Jingchen nodded and walked towards the bathroom.
An Yiruo sat in the chair. This was the first time she had been in the same room with a strange man. She didn't know what to do and was a little nervous.
Although the two have registered their marriage, they are still strangers to each other.
Just as An Yiruo was at a loss, Mo Jingchen came out of the bathroom, a towel loosely draped around his waist, revealing his well-groomed chest, and his hair was still dripping wet.
At this moment, the desire is as great as you can get!
Looking at the handsome man before her, An Yiruo felt an urge to pounce on him.
However, her strong willpower suppressed this terrible thought.
"Mr. Mo, how shall we sleep tonight?"
"Ms. An, your husband is in good physical and mental health. Besides, this is only our second day of marriage. Are you going to start a separation drama, Ms. An?"
"Huh?" An Yiruo was too nervous and didn't hear what Mo Jingchen said.
"Sleep in bed," Mo Jingchen replied succinctly, too lazy to repeat himself.
"Oh," An Yiruo said, lifting the blanket and lying down. Because An Yiruo was very thin, she only took up a small amount of space when she lay down.
Her petite body looked particularly "tiny" lying on this huge double bed.
Mo Jingchen looked at An Yiruo lying down on the side, motionless, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
"This woman... is quite cute," Mo Jingchen said after lying down. "Miss An, is your husband a monster?"
“Mr. Mo, you are so tall and handsome, how could you be a monster?” An Yiruo didn’t understand why Mo Jingchen would suddenly say that, so she could only offer a string of praises.
"If that's not the case, then why are you so far away?"
"I...I was just afraid of disturbing Mr. Mo's rest."
"Come here," Mo Jingchen said in a very magnetic voice.
An Yiru hesitated for a long time and did not move her body.
"Come here, don't make me say it a second time."
An Yiruo slowly moved closer to Mo Jingchen until Mo Jingchen couldn't wait any longer and reached out to pull her into his arms.
The woman in his arms had a soft body and exuded a unique and pleasant fragrance that made him want to get even closer to her.
So Mo Jingchen unconsciously tightened his arms around her, holding her close in his embrace.
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